Chapter 2849
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At noon, Huarong came to visit Feng Lao with a gift box.
Old Feng saw her, his face suddenly showed a smile, "come on, also bring gifts, in the grandfather's home also polite what?"
"My grandmother asked me to bring it." Huarong gave the gift box to the servant. She went to sit next to the old Feng. She hugged her arm and looked around. "Where's the Phoenix brocade, grandfather?"
"Xiaojin is in the room." Old Feng sighed and said angrily, "my grandfather knew that Rongrong came here not for my grandfather, but to see Xiaojin."
Huarong spat out his tongue and stood up from the sofa. He said excitedly, "I'll go upstairs and have a look at Fengjin."
Old Feng looked at her lively appearance, with a helpless and doting smile on her face, and patted the back of Huarong's hand, "go ahead. When my grandfather is old, Rongrong doesn't like to stay with him any more. "
"What are you talking about, grandfather?" Huarong leaned down on Feng Lao's face and gave him a kiss, "I'll take the Phoenix brocade down to serve you."
With that, she crept upstairs like a thief.
The two families are next door. Huarong has grown up in Feng's family since childhood. She is familiar with the road and runs to Fengjin's room.
The servants who took care of her and grew up in Feng's house looked at her back and showed a helpless smile.
Huarong went upstairs and was about to push the door in when he heard the voice of Fengjin coming out of the room.
“…… Is it? Don't cry. I'll be here today. "
“…… It doesn't matter. I'll tell them It's OK. You wait in the hospital. I'll go to the airport now. "
"Well, it's OK. Don't worry."
……
Huarong's hand against the door panel gently stopped.
She listened to the soft voice of Feng Jin in the room, and frowned gently.
She had never heard Feng Jin speak to her in such a soft voice.
The woman on the phone is Liu Sisi again.
She pursed her lips. She didn't know why. She felt a little aggrieved.
Feng Jin opened the door in a hurry and saw the face of flowers standing at the door.
He stopped for a moment and looked down at the face of the flower.
The woman's lips hook a trace of smile, looks charming and frivolous, block in front of him, "where to?"
Fengjin has a moment of hesitation, do not know whether to tell Huarong Liu Sisi things.
He whispered, "I have to go back to Tongcheng."
“…… You promised me Huarong looked up at him, "after marriage, I'll cut off my relationship with her."
Her eyes were dark, and in the brightly lit corridor, she looked fragile and stubborn.
But how can Huarong be related to the word "fragile"?
Feng Jin said, "we are not married yet."
Huarong's eyes blinked quickly, what mood she quickly covered up.
Feng Jin pursed her lower lip and said, "Si Si's father's operation failed. I have to go to see her. I will come back as soon as possible..."
Before he finished speaking, Huarong asked, "what if I told you not to go?"
“……”
"We'll be married in five days." She closed her eyes and said in a low voice, "if you can't come back in five days, who do you want me to marry on the spot? You want me to lose face for you, don't you? "
“…… I will come back. " Feng brocade droops the eye, pushed aside her, "I won't let you lose face."
Huarong took a step back, looked at his back, and asked, "we are going to get married, you have to go to see her; am I going to die, you will leave me alone for her?"
Feng Jin stopped, gently frowned, turned his head to look at her: "Huarong, you don't make such a fuss, OK?"
"I have no weight in your heart?"
"This marriage, you should know by what means you get it." Feng Jin's tone turned cold, "I didn't mean to marry you. You want me to put this marriage in the most important place, I can't do it
Huarong silent down, she lowered her head, shadow, her look looks a little bit tired.
Feng brocade flat voice quiet gas way: "I left."
She did not speak.
Until the figure of the man completely disappeared in the door, she slowly exhaled a breath, gently frowned, leaning against the wall.
She looked up at the dim light and shadow above her head, and a faint grievance appeared in her heart.
You should know what means you got this marriage. ]I didn't mean to marry you. You want me to put this marriage in the most important position, I can't do it. ]
the voice of Fengjin kept echoing in her brain.
Huarong lip corner low ha out a low smile.
Huarong, Huarong, it's really humiliating to mix up in this way.
*Huarong came down from the upstairs. Old Feng frowned and asked her, "why did Xiaojin go out alone? Are you fighting again
Huarong shook her head.
"Grandfather, I'm going back."
Old Feng looked at her manner, Leng for a moment, also want to ask what, Huarong has turned away.
She never thought that when the relationship came to an end, she would be so tired.
Psychological and physical fatigue.
……
Fengjin went to Tongcheng, and there was no news.
Huarong is also lazy to call him, at home lazy vacation.
When the family was having morning tea in the morning, the flower banquet asked her, "where is Fengjin? Why hasn't he come to play these days
Huarong yawned, "I don't know."
"You're all getting married, and you don't know where your future husband is going to be?" The flower banquet joked, "this can't be done. After he looks for the little three outside, you don't know."
Huarong faint way: "he looked for it, can I manage to live?"
Flower banquet to see her tone, Leng for a moment, look strange way: "Rong Rong, he should not really have three outside?"
Huarong got up spirit and glared at him. "I haven't got married yet. Don't curse me."
Seeing that she looked normal, Hua Yan breathed out: "I think that boy has a good family education since childhood. He should not do such things that are not in line with the socialist core values. You can rest assured."
The flower family also grew up watching Fengjin grow up. Even if Huarong didn't marry him, they would have seen it as a family.
Both of them are very satisfied with their marriage.
Huarong didn't know what to say for a while. It was a bit ridiculous, and also a little ridiculous.
Later, she had a conflict with Feng Jin. Would her family help her or protect him?
She curled her lips with a sneer, put down her tea cup, got up from the sofa and left.
Four days later, Feng Jin came back from Tongcheng.
Huarong knew about it and didn't go to see him.
At night, a person sat on the window sill, while she was drinking wine, while enjoying the moon.
Yan Chuxi came in and straightened her high-heeled shoes on the floor for her and took away the wine bottle in her hand.
"You're going to get married tomorrow. You should go to bed early. You can't be a beautiful bride because your face will be swollen when you drink
Huarong raised his head and looked at the moon night, "Chu Xi, do you think I will escape marriage tomorrow, what will happen?"
"That's probably the big national news."
"What if I really want to escape?"
Yan Chuxi stopped for a moment and whispered, "I'll book you a ticket now."
Huarong low smile, turn to look at him, "this world, only you to me best."
Yan Chuxi said in a warm voice, "it's time for you to go to bed."
"Can't sleep." Huarong droops his eyes, "tomorrow will marry, I can't sleep."
Yan Chuxi looked at her, her face smile a little bit, under the moon night, her eyes with a touch of water light, looks delicate and pitiful.
She is strong, and she is only a girl in her twenties.
Weak shoulders and petite body.
She stretched out her hand around Yan Chuxi's waist, put her face against Yan Chuxi's arms, closed her eyes and whispered, "Chu River, I'm a little tired."
"I'll take you to bed."
"I'm really tired." Her voice was faint with pain, "how tired I don't know what to do. Will it be OK after marriage? Will you be more tired? I thought marriage was the end, but it wasn't, was it? I will only be more tired More tired... "
Yan Chuxi lowered his head and looked at the haggard and depression on her face, and said in a low voice, "you are drunk."
Hua Rong gave a bitter smile, "right. It must be drunk. Otherwise, how could I have said that? "
Yan Chuxi picked her up from the windowsill and put her on the bed.
He sat on the edge of the bed and gently held her hand.
"Don't be afraid, no matter how far you go, I will accompany you."
Huarong opened hazy drunk eyes, looking at Yan Chuxi's face, she suddenly felt that her bodyguard had grown into a good man.
"If only I fell in love with you..."
She murmured and fell asleep.
I don't know how much shock this sentence brought to the man in front of him.
Yan Chuxi sat by the bed and looked down at the woman in front of him. His eyes were filled with pity and restraint. At last, all his feelings were deposited in his eyes. He stood up, turned off the light and walked out of the room.
*
getting married is a quick thing.
She never thought that it would be so tired to get what she wanted.
The wedding was just a passing scene, until 1:00 a.m., everyone was in their place and went back to their homes.She took off her wedding dress, went into the bathroom, had a good hot bath, got into the bed and went to sleep directly.
So I don't know when Fengjin came back.
There is no so-called wedding night.
When I woke up, it was the next day.
She sat up and looked at the man sleeping on her side. After a long time, she saw a little strangeness.
She reached out her hand and gently touched Feng Jin's face, a little confused to think, is this the man she dreams of?
Is this the man she has been thinking about for more than ten years?
She finally got him.
However, why not imagine the joy of feeling?
Is it because you haven't responded?
I think so.
It must be a happy thing to marry him.
Feng Jin wakes up in the small movement of Huarong and sees the woman in front of him with a complicated look.
However, before he read out what she was thinking, Huarong showed her usual bright smile, "good morning, sweetheart."
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At noon, Huarong came to visit Feng Lao with a gift box.
Old Feng saw her, his face suddenly showed a smile, "come on, also bring gifts, in the grandfather's home also polite what?"
"My grandmother asked me to bring it." Huarong gave the gift box to the servant. She went to sit next to the old Feng. She hugged her arm and looked around. "Where's the Phoenix brocade, grandfather?"
"Xiaojin is in the room." Old Feng sighed and said angrily, "my grandfather knew that Rongrong came here not for my grandfather, but to see Xiaojin."
Huarong spat out his tongue and stood up from the sofa. He said excitedly, "I'll go upstairs and have a look at Fengjin."
Old Feng looked at her lively appearance, with a helpless and doting smile on her face, and patted the back of Huarong's hand, "go ahead. When my grandfather is old, Rongrong doesn't like to stay with him any more. "
"What are you talking about, grandfather?" Huarong leaned down on Feng Lao's face and gave him a kiss, "I'll take the Phoenix brocade down to serve you."
With that, she crept upstairs like a thief.
The two families are next door. Huarong has grown up in Feng's family since childhood. She is familiar with the road and runs to Fengjin's room.
The servants who took care of her and grew up in Feng's house looked at her back and showed a helpless smile.
Huarong went upstairs and was about to push the door in when he heard the voice of Fengjin coming out of the room.
“…… Is it? Don't cry. I'll be here today. "
“…… It doesn't matter. I'll tell them It's OK. You wait in the hospital. I'll go to the airport now. "
"Well, it's OK. Don't worry."
……
Huarong's hand against the door panel gently stopped.
She listened to the soft voice of Feng Jin in the room, and frowned gently.
She had never heard Feng Jin speak to her in such a soft voice.
The woman on the phone is Liu Sisi again.
She pursed her lips. She didn't know why. She felt a little aggrieved.
Feng Jin opened the door in a hurry and saw the face of flowers standing at the door.
He stopped for a moment and looked down at the face of the flower.
The woman's lips hook a trace of smile, looks charming and frivolous, block in front of him, "where to?"
Fengjin has a moment of hesitation, do not know whether to tell Huarong Liu Sisi things.
He whispered, "I have to go back to Tongcheng."
“…… You promised me Huarong looked up at him, "after marriage, I'll cut off my relationship with her."
Her eyes were dark, and in the brightly lit corridor, she looked fragile and stubborn.
But how can Huarong be related to the word "fragile"?
Feng Jin said, "we are not married yet."
Huarong's eyes blinked quickly, what mood she quickly covered up.
Feng Jin pursed her lower lip and said, "Si Si's father's operation failed. I have to go to see her. I will come back as soon as possible..."
Before he finished speaking, Huarong asked, "what if I told you not to go?"
“……”
"We'll be married in five days." She closed her eyes and said in a low voice, "if you can't come back in five days, who do you want me to marry on the spot? You want me to lose face for you, don't you? "
“…… I will come back. " Feng brocade droops the eye, pushed aside her, "I won't let you lose face."
Huarong took a step back, looked at his back, and asked, "we are going to get married, you have to go to see her; am I going to die, you will leave me alone for her?"
Feng Jin stopped, gently frowned, turned his head to look at her: "Huarong, you don't make such a fuss, OK?"
"I have no weight in your heart?"
"This marriage, you should know by what means you get it." Feng Jin's tone turned cold, "I didn't mean to marry you. You want me to put this marriage in the most important place, I can't do it
Huarong silent down, she lowered her head, shadow, her look looks a little bit tired.
Feng brocade flat voice quiet gas way: "I left."
She did not speak.
Until the figure of the man completely disappeared in the door, she slowly exhaled a breath, gently frowned, leaning against the wall.
She looked up at the dim light and shadow above her head, and a faint grievance appeared in her heart.
You should know what means you got this marriage. ]I didn't mean to marry you. You want me to put this marriage in the most important position, I can't do it. ]
the voice of Fengjin kept echoing in her brain.
Huarong lip corner low ha out a low smile.
Huarong, Huarong, it's really humiliating to mix up in this way.
*Huarong came down from the upstairs. Old Feng frowned and asked her, "why did Xiaojin go out alone? Are you fighting again
Huarong shook her head.
"Grandfather, I'm going back."
Old Feng looked at her manner, Leng for a moment, also want to ask what, Huarong has turned away.
She never thought that when the relationship came to an end, she would be so tired.
Psychological and physical fatigue.
……
Fengjin went to Tongcheng, and there was no news.
Huarong is also lazy to call him, at home lazy vacation.
When the family was having morning tea in the morning, the flower banquet asked her, "where is Fengjin? Why hasn't he come to play these days
Huarong yawned, "I don't know."
"You're all getting married, and you don't know where your future husband is going to be?" The flower banquet joked, "this can't be done. After he looks for the little three outside, you don't know."
Huarong faint way: "he looked for it, can I manage to live?"
Flower banquet to see her tone, Leng for a moment, look strange way: "Rong Rong, he should not really have three outside?"
Huarong got up spirit and glared at him. "I haven't got married yet. Don't curse me."
Seeing that she looked normal, Hua Yan breathed out: "I think that boy has a good family education since childhood. He should not do such things that are not in line with the socialist core values. You can rest assured."
The flower family also grew up watching Fengjin grow up. Even if Huarong didn't marry him, they would have seen it as a family.
Both of them are very satisfied with their marriage.
Huarong didn't know what to say for a while. It was a bit ridiculous, and also a little ridiculous.
Later, she had a conflict with Feng Jin. Would her family help her or protect him?
She curled her lips with a sneer, put down her tea cup, got up from the sofa and left.
Four days later, Feng Jin came back from Tongcheng.
Huarong knew about it and didn't go to see him.
At night, a person sat on the window sill, while she was drinking wine, while enjoying the moon.
Yan Chuxi came in and straightened her high-heeled shoes on the floor for her and took away the wine bottle in her hand.
"You're going to get married tomorrow. You should go to bed early. You can't be a beautiful bride because your face will be swollen when you drink
Huarong raised his head and looked at the moon night, "Chu Xi, do you think I will escape marriage tomorrow, what will happen?"
"That's probably the big national news."
"What if I really want to escape?"
Yan Chuxi stopped for a moment and whispered, "I'll book you a ticket now."
Huarong low smile, turn to look at him, "this world, only you to me best."
Yan Chuxi said in a warm voice, "it's time for you to go to bed."
"Can't sleep." Huarong droops his eyes, "tomorrow will marry, I can't sleep."
Yan Chuxi looked at her, her face smile a little bit, under the moon night, her eyes with a touch of water light, looks delicate and pitiful.
She is strong, and she is only a girl in her twenties.
Weak shoulders and petite body.
She stretched out her hand around Yan Chuxi's waist, put her face against Yan Chuxi's arms, closed her eyes and whispered, "Chu River, I'm a little tired."
"I'll take you to bed."
"I'm really tired." Her voice was faint with pain, "how tired I don't know what to do. Will it be OK after marriage? Will you be more tired? I thought marriage was the end, but it wasn't, was it? I will only be more tired More tired... "
Yan Chuxi lowered his head and looked at the haggard and depression on her face, and said in a low voice, "you are drunk."
Hua Rong gave a bitter smile, "right. It must be drunk. Otherwise, how could I have said that? "
Yan Chuxi picked her up from the windowsill and put her on the bed.
He sat on the edge of the bed and gently held her hand.
"Don't be afraid, no matter how far you go, I will accompany you."
Huarong opened hazy drunk eyes, looking at Yan Chuxi's face, she suddenly felt that her bodyguard had grown into a good man.
"If only I fell in love with you..."
She murmured and fell asleep.
I don't know how much shock this sentence brought to the man in front of him.
Yan Chuxi sat by the bed and looked down at the woman in front of him. His eyes were filled with pity and restraint. At last, all his feelings were deposited in his eyes. He stood up, turned off the light and walked out of the room.
*
getting married is a quick thing.
She never thought that it would be so tired to get what she wanted.
The wedding was just a passing scene, until 1:00 a.m., everyone was in their place and went back to their homes.She took off her wedding dress, went into the bathroom, had a good hot bath, got into the bed and went to sleep directly.
So I don't know when Fengjin came back.
There is no so-called wedding night.
When I woke up, it was the next day.
She sat up and looked at the man sleeping on her side. After a long time, she saw a little strangeness.
She reached out her hand and gently touched Feng Jin's face, a little confused to think, is this the man she dreams of?
Is this the man she has been thinking about for more than ten years?
She finally got him.
However, why not imagine the joy of feeling?
Is it because you haven't responded?
I think so.
It must be a happy thing to marry him.
Feng Jin wakes up in the small movement of Huarong and sees the woman in front of him with a complicated look.
However, before he read out what she was thinking, Huarong showed her usual bright smile, "good morning, sweetheart."
At noon, Huarong came to visit Feng Lao with a gift box. Old Feng saw her, his face suddenly showed a smile, "come on, also bring gifts, in the grandfather's home also polite what?" "My grandmother asked me to bring it." Huarong gave the gift box to the servant. She went to sit next to the old Feng. She hugged her arm and looked around. "Where's the Phoenix brocade, grandfather?" "Xiaojin is in the room." Old Feng sighed and said angrily, "my grandfather knew that Rongrong came here not for my grandfather, but to see Xiaojin." Huarong spat out his tongue and stood up from the sofa. He said excitedly, "I'll go upstairs and have a look at Fengjin." Old Feng looked at her lively appearance, with a helpless and doting smile on her face, and patted the back of Huarong's hand, "go ahead. When my grandfather is old, Rongrong doesn't like to stay with him any more. " "What are you talking about, grandfather?" Huarong leaned down on Feng Lao's face and gave him a kiss, "I'll take the Phoenix brocade down to serve you." With that, she crept upstairs like a thief. The two families are next door. Huarong has grown up in Feng's family since childhood. She is familiar with the road and runs to Fengjin's room. The servants who took care of her and grew up in Feng's house looked at her back and showed a helpless smile. Huarong went upstairs and was about to push the door in when he heard the voice of Fengjin coming out of the room. Is it? Don't cry. I'll be here today. " It doesn't matter. I'll tell them It's OK. You wait in the hospital. I'll go to the airport now. " "Well, it's OK. Don't worry." Huarong's hand against the door panel gently stopped. She listened to the soft voice of Feng Jin in the room, and frowned gently. She had never heard Feng Jin speak to her in such a soft voice. The woman on the phone is Liu Sisi again. She pursed her lips. She didn't know why. She felt a little aggrieved. Feng Jin opened the door in a hurry and saw the face of flowers standing at the door. He stopped for a moment and looked down at the face of the flower. The woman's lips hook a trace of smile, looks charming and frivolous, block in front of him, "where to?" Fengjin has a moment of hesitation, do not know whether to tell Huarong Liu Sisi things. He whispered, "I have to go back to Tongcheng." You promised me Huarong looked up at him, "after marriage, I'll cut off my relationship with her." Her eyes were dark, and in the brightly lit corridor, she looked fragile and stubborn. But how can Huarong be related to the word "fragile"? Feng Jin said, "we are not married yet." Huarong's eyes blinked quickly, what mood she quickly covered up. Feng Jin pursed her lower lip and said, "Si Si's father's operation failed. I have to go to see her. I will come back as soon as possible..." Before he finished speaking, Huarong asked, "what if I told you not to go?" "We'll be married in five days." She closed her eyes and said in a low voice, "if you can't come back in five days, who do you want me to marry on the spot? You want me to lose face for you, don't you? " I will come back. " Feng brocade droops the eye, pushed aside her, "I won't let you lose face." Huarong took a step back, looked at his back, and asked, "we are going to get married, you have to go to see her; am I going to die, you will leave me alone for her?" Feng Jin stopped, gently frowned, turned his head to look at her: "Huarong, you don't make such a fuss, OK?" "I have no weight in your heart?" "This marriage, you should know by what means you get it." Feng Jin's tone turned cold, "I didn't mean to marry you. You want me to put this marriage in the most important place, I can't do it Huarong silent down, she lowered her head, shadow, her look looks a little bit tired. Feng brocade flat voice quiet gas way: "I left." She did not speak. Until the figure of the man completely disappeared in the door, she slowly exhaled a breath, gently frowned, leaning against the wall. She looked up at the dim light and shadow above her head, and a faint grievance appeared in her heart. You should know what means you got this marriage. I didn't mean to marry you. You want me to put this marriage in the most important position, I can't do it. the voice of Fengjin kept echoing in her brain. Huarong lip corner low ha out a low smile. Huarong, Huarong, it's really humiliating to mix up in this way. *Huarong came down from the upstairs. Old Feng frowned and asked her, "why did Xiaojin go out alone? Are you fighting again Huarong shook her head. "Grandfather, I'm going back." Old Feng looked at her manner, Leng for a moment, also want to ask what, Huarong has turned away. She never thought that when the relationship came to an end, she would be so tired. Psychological and physical fatigue. Fengjin went to Tongcheng, and there was no news. Huarong is also lazy to call him, at home lazy vacation. When the family was having morning tea in the morning, the flower banquet asked her, "where is Fengjin? Why hasn't he come to play these days Huarong yawned, "I don't know." "You're all getting married, and you don't know where your future husband is going to be?" The flower banquet joked, "this can't be done. After he looks for the little three outside, you don't know." Huarong faint way: "he looked for it, can I manage to live?" Flower banquet to see her tone, Leng for a moment, look strange way: "Rong Rong, he should not really have three outside?" Huarong got up spirit and glared at him. "I haven't got married yet. Don't curse me." Seeing that she looked normal, Hua Yan breathed out: "I think that boy has a good family education since childhood. He should not do such things that are not in line with the socialist core values. You can rest assured." The flower family also grew up watching Fengjin grow up. Even if Huarong didn't marry him, they would have seen it as a family. Both of them are very satisfied with their marriage. Huarong didn't know what to say for a while. It was a bit ridiculous, and also a little ridiculous. Later, she had a conflict with Feng Jin. Would her family help her or protect him? She curled her lips with a sneer, put down her tea cup, got up from the sofa and left. Four days later, Feng Jin came back from Tongcheng. Huarong knew about it and didn't go to see him. At night, a person sat on the window sill, while she was drinking wine, while enjoying the moon. Yan Chuxi came in and straightened her high-heeled shoes on the floor for her and took away the wine bottle in her hand. "You're going to get married tomorrow. You should go to bed early. You can't be a beautiful bride because your face will be swollen when you drink Huarong raised his head and looked at the moon night, "Chu Xi, do you think I will escape marriage tomorrow, what will happen?" "That's probably the big national news." "What if I really want to escape?" Yan Chuxi stopped for a moment and whispered, "I'll book you a ticket now." Huarong low smile, turn to look at him, "this world, only you to me best." Yan Chuxi said in a warm voice, "it's time for you to go to bed." "Can't sleep." Huarong droops his eyes, "tomorrow will marry, I can't sleep." Yan Chuxi looked at her, her face smile a little bit, under the moon night, her eyes with a touch of water light, looks delicate and pitiful. She is strong, and she is only a girl in her twenties. Weak shoulders and petite body. She stretched out her hand around Yan Chuxi's waist, put her face against Yan Chuxi's arms, closed her eyes and whispered, "Chu River, I'm a little tired." "I'll take you to bed." "I'm really tired." Her voice was faint with pain, "how tired I don't know what to do. Will it be OK after marriage? Will you be more tired? I thought marriage was the end, but it wasn't, was it? I will only be more tired More tired... " Yan Chuxi lowered his head and looked at the haggard and depression on her face, and said in a low voice, "you are drunk." Hua Rong gave a bitter smile, "right. It must be drunk. Otherwise, how could I have said that? " Yan Chuxi picked her up from the windowsill and put her on the bed. He sat on the edge of the bed and gently held her hand. "Don't be afraid, no matter how far you go, I will accompany you." Huarong opened hazy drunk eyes, looking at Yan Chuxi's face, she suddenly felt that her bodyguard had grown into a good man. "If only I fell in love with you..." She murmured and fell asleep. I don't know how much shock this sentence brought to the man in front of him. Yan Chuxi sat by the bed and looked down at the woman in front of him. His eyes were filled with pity and restraint. At last, all his feelings were deposited in his eyes. He stood up, turned off the light and walked out of the room. *getting married is a quick thing. She never thought that it would be so tired to get what she wanted. The wedding was just a passing scene, until 1:00 a.m., everyone was in their place and went back to their homes.She took off her wedding dress, went into the bathroom, had a good hot bath, got into the bed and went to sleep directly. So I don't know when Fengjin came back. There is no so-called wedding night. When I woke up, it was the next day. She sat up and looked at the man sleeping on her side. After a long time, she saw a little strangeness. She reached out her hand and gently touched Feng Jin's face, a little confused to think, is this the man she dreams of? Is this the man she has been thinking about for more than ten years? She finally got him. However, why not imagine the joy of feeling? Is it because you haven't responded? I think so. It must be a happy thing to marry him. Feng Jin wakes up in the small movement of Huarong and sees the woman in front of him with a complicated look. However, before he read out what she was thinking, Huarong showed her usual bright smile, "good morning, sweetheart."
