Chapter 14

The guests under the stage murmured.

"Why do you think that woman was forced to marry?"

"There is a woman who doesn't want to marry Ling Shao. Has the woman's brain been kicked by the donkey as a ball?"

The priest said with a straight face, "please kiss the bride and groom."

what？ And kissing?

Ji Qianchen is still in the middle of confusion. Her cold thin lips are covered with her pink lips.

Her whole body quivered, and the current was all over her.

The tender kiss was so close to her mouth that there was an indescribable sweetness, which was irresistible.

Let go of her lips and there was a round of applause in the guest room.

The priest laughed and shouted: "courtesy, congratulations on the marriage between the two new people."

Ji Qianchen thought he was living in a dream.

Pinch a thigh.

Maybe this dream will wake up.

At the end of the wedding, she and Ling Xiaohan changed for another light dress and went to the banquet hall.

Ling Xiaohan's arm around her waist never let go.

Take a glass of red wine and greet the guests who come to congratulate.

Ji Qianchen is not comfortable all over. He really wants to cut the salty pig's hand off his waist to make wine and vegetables.

As soon as the idea came out, it was strangled in the cradle by someone.

Because he hugged more tightly, Ji felt that the whole body was soft and attached to his side, like a conjoined doll.

"Tired?"

"Well." Ji Qianchen nodded like a pestle.

Can let her leave this depressed place quickly, not tired also have to shout tired.

Ling Xiao's long and thin Phoenix eyes are half narrowed. He is wearing a black customized suit and a white shirt. The cold air on his cold face is threatening, but it can't hide his handsome.

Ji Qianchen stared at him straight in the eyes.

Hasn't the man got the implication that she wants to leave yet?

"If you are tired, go back to bed first Wait for me. " Ling Xiao's mouth was slightly crooked, and she let go of the hand at her waist.

Bed - the two words on the bed bite heavily.

Ji Qianchen's face burned red.

She seemed to anticipate the inevitable bed to bed battle tonight.

The shame of that night went wild in her mind.

Ji Qianchen's eyes are slightly stagnant, and his mouth is open and closed. He can't find a word that can kill people invisibly for a while. He gave it to this bastard.

"Rob, send the car and send the little lady back." Ling Xiaohan orders rob, who is waiting by, not to give Ji Qianchen a chance to find a word.

Rob stepped forward and bowed his head respectfully: "little lady, this way, please."

Ji Qianchen glared at him angrily and followed rob away with gnashing teeth.

Out of the wedding hall, just about to get on the bus.

A sharp, sharp voice came from behind.

"Ji Qianchen, stop for me."

Ji Qianchen froze the foot that was about to step on the car and looked back.

It's the annoying Jifei again.

I can call my cousin a fly because she really annoys her.

Wearing a red buttock dress, the dress is more eye-catching than the bride today.

Her cousin is really beautiful, but she is that kind of gaudy beauty.

Ji Yanran rushes over.

Seeing the bad situation, rob walked to Ji Qianchen's side and said, "little lady, do you need me to deal with it?"

"No, it's a war between women."

Ji Qianchen leans against the door, looks calm, eyes light mixed with a trace of violence.

Four years ago, she met her in battle, and the winner was Ji Yanran.

Four years later, before she had taken up her arms, she had won the war.

She likes to see Ji Yanran's twigs and turns.