Xia Changyue’s wedding dress was booked early in the morning, and now she suddenly changed the form of the wedding, and many things were too late to prepare, plus she knew that her daughter liked that wedding dress.

That was the first time she personally prepared something for her daughter after taking Xia Changyue back to the Yang family.

For Xia Changyue and her, both have different meanings.

Yang Muya said he would not change anything.

The only option is to convince Xia Hua.

"..." Xia Hua's eyes flickered when hearing her words.

He slowly raised his head and looked at Yang Muya.

Yang Muya was obviously anxious, her fair face was flushed with irritation at this moment, like when they were in love.

As long as she couldn't quarrel him, she would look aggrieved, blushing, looking at him blankly, waiting for him to regress.

Xia Hua’s memory seems to have gone back twenty years ago...

He never told her, in fact, every time she was angry, he wanted to apologize, but when he loved her so much, he acted like a coquetry at him...

So every time, I deliberately teased her...

"Are you dumb? You speak!" Yang Muya couldn't wait for Xia Hua to speak, thinking that he would not retreat, and growled uncontrollably.

Hearing this, Xia Hua only recovered, but his eyes were looking behind them, standing under the ginkgo tree, waiting for Yang Muya's lawyer Lin.

Xia Hua's eyes darkened when he caught the lingering figure.

"Give me a massage."

"What?" Yang Muya was taken aback, thinking she was hearing a hallucination.

What did he mean by that sentence just now, to treat her as his little follower? Actually let her massage him.

He was not afraid that she would get angry and choke him to death if she didn't control it? !

"Don't press it, forget it." Xia Hua finished speaking and motioned to the nurse to push him back.

"Wait a minute!" Yang Muya held onto the wheelchair, struggling on her face.

She has lived for so many years, the only regret is that she can't take care of her daughter when she grows up.

Finally, she can do one thing for her daughter, she is willing to agree to any conditions.

Besides, when Xia Hua was in a coma, it was not that she did not serve him, so she did a good thing that day!

"As long as I help you massage, you promised me to let Yueyue hold a Western-style wedding and wear the wedding dress I prepared for her?" Yang Muya made the conditions clear to prevent him from cheating.

Also deliberately added the word wedding!

Xia Hua did not speak, but saw her arm stretched out in front of Yang Muya, indicating that she could start.

Yang Muya: "..."

Make him proud, and then make him proud. When the wedding is over, his father's usefulness is exhausted, let's see how she cleans up him!

Yang Muya secretly slandered in her heart, and felt that she was in a better mood.

Standing in the yard, he began to move his hands and feet for Xia Hua.

If you are unsure, I will ask the nurse next to me...

Xia Hua looked at her attentively, the sweat from the tip of her nose, her eyes gradually softened...

He made this request at the beginning to deliberately stimulate Lawyer Lin.

But in the end, looking at Yang Muya, even the people around him have forgotten.

In his world, she is the only one left...

Her focused gaze, her gentle approach...

He could clearly feel that although he was angry, he was cautious in every move.

Xia Hua moved slightly in his heart, and an impulse surged into his heart, making him blurt out.

"Back then, why did you do this?"