Although Li Mo didn't have a smiling face in the whole process, he still gave Xu Qingzhi a ring.

Shen Fanxing sat in the front row, watching Xu Qingzhi's hand tremble slightly, and slowly put the platinum ring into Li Mo's well-defined ring finger.

At that moment, Shen Fanxing saw Xu Qingzhi's tears fall to the ground.

Shen Fanxing was filled with sadness and joy.

Congratulations, Qingzhi has finally fulfilled his wish in this life.

Unfortunately, another difficult part of her life has just begun.

Someone beside her took her cool hand into her hand, and her broad palm had a warm and continuous touch.

She turned her head and looked at the man beside her. The comfort in her heart was too peaceful.

Soon, she will be the man's wife.

He gave her salvation, which was her heart all her life.

As Qingzhi general, Li Mo, moths to the fire, at all costs.

At the wedding banquet, several people are arranged in the exclusive box,

Ye Qingqiu is pulled by Shen Fanxing to sit beside her.

Later, Li tingshen and Liu Xuer just sat opposite to several people.

Facing them, ye Qingqiu didn't even lift her eyebrows.

Reclining in the chair, bored to play with the hands of Xiaole.

There was a lot of talk in the box, but it seemed that it had nothing to do with her. She was quiet in her own world, isolated from the world.

The temperature of the room is not low, and there is a reason for eating for a while. Ye Qingqiu's long hair scattered at the wedding is now pulled up by her nobility. After blinking, it becomes a fluffy and casual ball head, and the shorter hair is scattered on both sides of the temples, which becomes the most natural decoration.

The light in the box is very bright, the light is scattered on the body, the bright and clean forehead is full of high light, and the delicate tip of the nose is also a little light on it.

The bright eyes are printed with the color of the mobile phone screen, light makeup, no flaws, in the light of the shrouded, there is a soul stirring beauty.

Li tingshen's dark and deep eyes looked at the woman sitting on the opposite side.

Shen Fanxing talks to her. In the noisy box, he clearly hears the conversation between the two people.

"Are you in a hurry to go back? Shall we stay in Rongcheng tomorrow? "

Her eyes turned from the mobile phone screen to Shen Fanxing's face, "well, it's rare to have time to come out."

Shen Fanxing nodded and turned to talk to Bo Jingchuan.

Ye Qingqiu's eyes are on the mobile phone screen again.

Her voice, tone, and even that casual, lazy smile, let people's hearts can not help but soar a flame.

Li tingshen's eyes turned dark gradually. He raised his hand to pick up the water cup beside him and drank all the tea.

The local rare and special dishes are coming up one after another. People begin to use chopsticks one after another, but most of them are drinking and chatting.

The lively atmosphere, as if today's marriage is their own general.

When ye Qingqiu took his first bite of food, his eyebrows wrinkled slightly and he swallowed the food in his mouth. The rest of it was put on the plate and never moved again.

She ate almost every dish, but she didn't eat much. She bit the corner of the dish, and the dishes she hadn't moved had piled up a small hill.

Although leftovers are not so elegant and polite.

If you let the host see it, you will feel that you don't give it to me, and you will feel that it is too hypocritical.

But ye Qingqiu is ye Qingqiu, from small to large, as long as she does not want to, do not like, no one can force her to do anything.

In her dictionary of life, there has never been the word "make do with".

She's just pretentious, which she doesn't even deny herself.

Li tingshen's lips unconsciously evoke a light radian, which is better than nothing.

Delicate.

From her birth to his indulgence, that kind of pettiness has penetrated into her heart. Even if she wants to abandon everything in the past, can she change these things?

In this, how can he not get half of the credit?

However, even if she was not sociable, she was coaxed by Shang Qiqi and Yin ruijue to drink a few glasses of wine.

If you don't touch wine, it's OK. Once you touch it, even if you can put it down yourself, the people next to you won't let you put it down.

came down, and she drank five or six cups of wine, which was all spicy baijiu.

Her head was a little dizzy, so she sat there quietly, holding her forehead. Her chopsticks poked at the things in the dish, staring at the leftovers, she couldn't see what she was thinking.

As if the eyes are empty, the heart is empty, no one and anything can let her in the heart.

Even though she is a first-line female artist with boundless scenery outside, her existence does not seem to be so prominent in this box.From the beginning to the end, she sat quietly beside Li tingshen and put some dishes that she thought were good on his plate.

I still remember that when he was out socializing, there was a woman sitting next to him. She clearly hated the smoke in the room, but she still held her chin and chopsticks in front of her. When she saw that he didn't move for a long time and stubbornly handed things to his mouth, she was bound to let him eat them.

"Don't drink on an empty stomach, or I'll wait on you when I go back."

She said, holding her chin in a soft voice, with bright eyes and a smile, obstinate and charming.

He opened his mouth to eat, and then watched her use the chopsticks that had fed him, put the food in her own mouth.

She didn't seem to feel anything, but looking at the chopsticks going in and out of her red lips, he felt that she had drugged the dishes she had fed him.

"Court deep, eat vegetables quickly, don't drink on an empty stomach, so as not to have a bad stomach for a while."

Luo Xu'er's soft voice rang out from his side. Li tingshen looked at her with his side eyes. Luo Xu'er's warm smile said, "have some."

Li Ting glanced at the dishes in front of him. He was silent for a few seconds. Finally, he picked up his chopsticks and took a bite.

It was the first dish that the woman had just eaten. If he didn't expect it, it would be sweet.

Entrance, sure enough.

He didn't like sweetness. The reason why he ate it was because of the woman.

Every time she ate half of the food, he would eat the other half.

In the past, all the things that would become food in his stomach, now, those that she poked are beyond recognition.

Li tingshen's face sank slightly.

Five flavors of food and three rounds of wine.

By this time, the people on the table were already drunk.

Only Bo Jingchuan still sat upright on the chair, with straight back and indifferent look. There was no messy and unbearable feeling after drinking too much.

"Hello, I said, Mr. Li, look at the gentle and virtuous goddess Liang. Should you marry me?"