"Mom, why are you crying?"

Mo West Yu finish saying, Liu Feng Yan touch an eye, still not really?

"I'm happy." Smiling and holding Mo Xi Ran's hand, Liu Fengyan kept saying, "I'm happy. I'm happy."

The fine lines around her eyes are getting more and more. She is really old.

In the twilight of life, I have long cherished moxicran on the tip of my heart. How can I be unhappy when I watch my daughter get married?

"Time is coming!" Cheng Lin reminds, "we should prepare to go to the wedding scene."

"Good."

"Xiran, don't be nervous and afraid for a while. Just look at Yanchen."

"Mom, I know."

Cheng Lin and Nie Qian stand at the beginning and the end of the road with Mo xican. They are the favorites of her life.

A white suit, he is even more than the Prince Prince.

Just standing there, saying nothing and doing nothing, he is the focus in the focus.

In his eyes, there is only one person, a touch of beauty.

This is the first time he saw mosiyan wearing a wedding dress.

I'll never forget it.

He can't describe, because no words can describe the beauty of Mo Xi ran in his Phoenix eyes at the moment.

"Go ahead."

Music sounded, Mo West dye hand holding flowers, step by step, towards happiness.

She was alone, but she was not afraid or alone.

Just know that it's him who's waiting for her.

He held out his hand to her, waiting for the moment she put her hand up.

Finally, two hands.

Zhou Yanchen closed his hands and held them tightly.

Stand together in front of the priest, in the presence of all people, say the same oath.

"Now the bridegroom can kiss your beautiful bride."

Zhou Yanchen lifted her veil and put her arms around her waist.

Moxican was embedded in his arms and closed his eyes.

See you for the first time, goodbye, fight, care, misunderstanding, separation, deep love.

We will support each other all the way and work together.

I will never love, love and keep a person like this again.

Each other is the only one.

"What's the matter with you?"

Zhou Xian asked Cheng Lin softly.

Cheng Lin's eyes are wet. I'm afraid she's moved.

"Nothing." The red cloud flew on the cheek, Cheng Lin don't start, don't let Zhou Xian see his face.

Zhou Xianshen's eyes suddenly grasped her fingers.

"Lynn."

In front of so many people, how can he

Cheng Lin gently broke free and said in a low voice, "you let me go first. If you have any words, I'll talk later."

"Say it now." Zhou Xian said, close to her ear, "Lin, marry me?"

Cheng Lin was stunned.

For a long time, she slowly turned to see the man around.

The expression on the man's face is incomparably serious, see her to look over, say again: "Lin, marry me good?"

Cheng Lin bites her lips, nods, and smiles at the bottom of Zhou Xian's eyes.

"Good!"

She was as straightforward as she promised.

Have been identified, she has forgotten the past.

Happiness in hand, need to firmly grip is.

This change week show Leng, reaction come over, just quietly hold Cheng Lin's fingertips.

"What are you looking at?"

Seeing Nie Qian staring at the ring box in her hand, Zhou Changlong asks her.

Nie Qian said with a smile: "nothing, just think they are so happy, beautiful ring."

"Do you like it?"

"Well?" Nie Qian did not respond, "what?"

"The ring." Zhou Changlong spits out two words, "do you like it?"

What does that mean?

Nie Qian dare not answer easily.

If the answer is yes, what will he do?

Without waiting for Nie Qian to answer, Zhou Changlong looked ahead and said in a low voice, "when you graduate, I'll give you one."

He said he would marry her when she graduated.

This is another time, and at such a wedding.

Nie Qian's heart was hot, and she took him by the arm. "You said to send it, and didn't ask me if I would take it?"

Zhou Changlong looked at her ruddy face and said in a deep voice, "I can't help it."

This man, overbearing!

What to do?

She just likes him to be so overbearing!

Among the guests under the stage -

"this wedding is not as good as ours." Gu Ziqi commented.

Tang shallow low smile, hold his hand, "Mr. Gu, this is in other people's wedding, can convergence some?"

When I was in Xuancheng, I didn't have enough fighting skills for a catwalk show. What would not come at the wedding?Tang Qian is afraid of Gu Ziqi. When he meets Zhou Yanchen, he seems to be stunned.

Two equally good men make her big.

"Yes, I'm still there." Chu Zhou ran heard the words and gave a warm smile.

Gu Ziqi took a look at Chu zhouran and snorted.

He's just telling the truth. As for the wedding, ten of them can't match him. It's inevitable.

Proposal alone is 101 times, who can do it?

……

Zhou Yanchen wants to save this "bridal chamber".

Just so many people, just waiting to see him make a fool of himself, to see him lively, how can we let him go?

After a day's trouble, Zhou Yanchen finally sent away a group of "great gods". In his quiet new house, Zhou Yanchen closed the door and leaned against the door.

Loosening his tie, he looked at his little wife sitting quietly.

The bed was covered with rose petals, and the fragrance overflowed.

Mo Xi ran picked up a handful of roses and threw them up.

Petal rain, she smile Qianxi.

Throwing his tie on the ground, Zhou Yanchen called her in a deep voice: "Xixi, come here."

"Well?" Mo Xi ran looks at him and sees that he is leaning against the door. Jun's face is slightly red.

Tonight, he didn't drink too much.

Get out of bed and come to him.

Standing in front of him, Mo Xi ran touched his face, "what's the matter?"

Zhou Yanchen suddenly reached out to her.

Hold her leg bend with one hand, hold her back with the other hand and hold her horizontally.

She let out a soft cry and caught him around the neck.

Stay by the big bed and put her on it.

He knelt down in front of her and took off his high heels for her.

Rub her toes and soles with moderate strength.

"Ah Chen, no need."

Shy of say, Mo West dye want to draw back feet.

He took her by the ankle and said in a deep voice, "sit."

When he got up, Zhou Yanchen went into the bathroom. Soon, he came out with a red basin.

There are rose petals in it.

Do you have foot lotion?

Mo Xi ran was surprised.

Putting the basin down, he rolled up his sleeves and pulled her feet into the basin.

The water temperature is just right, warm from the sole of the foot all the way to the heart.

He lifted up the water and washed her feet carefully.

A man who washes your feet loves you deeply.

He took a white towel to wipe her feet. He bowed his head and gave her a kiss on the instep.

He is Zhou Yanchen.

Such a subtle action, let Mo West dye heart break unceasingly.

"Ah Chen."

Mo Xi ran leans forward, holds his cheek, coagulates his narrow Phoenix eyes, deep.

"I love you."

Zhou Yanchen thin lips slightly hook, and she touched the tip of the nose.

"I love you, too."

……