Chapter 546

When the night came, Rino also recovered and survived the most difficult day. Except for feeling empty, she didn't have any special feeling, crying or pain.

After eating something and taking care of herself, she went to heaven star -

on the other side, the original three-day wedding banquet was only one day because of this change. Even the guests were sent by Feng Yiting and the housekeeper.

Feng Yimo's mood is low. On this day, the sadness on his face is clearly written! In the room, he poured a lot of wine. It seems that only wine can suppress his agitation.

I didn't expect the wedding to be like this. In the corridor, Jia AI and Feng Hanxiang got together. Their faces were very ugly. Muttering, Feng Hanxiang still couldn't resist:

"I didn't expect that it was this woman! It's dead. It's not peaceful! Mom, he still cares about her here! The gossip --

Is it true or not? What's going on?

Meanwhile, Jia AI was even more depressed: "who knows? How to say, after all, it's not here! Just didn't expect that he would hold a ghost marriage for her? What bad luck

How can this wedding be so weird? What's more, the thought that she had put down made trouble in her heart at this moment, which disturbed her even more!

At this time, should we hit him again?

The answer is restless, but she is also uneasy.

Similarly, Feng Hanxiang is not harmonious at all. She did not get the so-called vanity of being sought after when she attended such a wedding. At this moment, she could not help being upset.

But after all, grandma and Fengfu were both here. They took a breath and did not dare to stay any longer. They went back to their respective places.

And other people, the feeling of this wedding, in addition to sadness, heartache, more, and - moved!

Even in a flash, Feng Yiting moved the idea of obtaining the license, and his mind kept flashing a touch of red posture. I don't know why, he always felt that Feng Yimo was happy in this sad wedding -

after seeing everyone off, Feng Yiting went to Feng Yimo's room. Sure enough, as soon as he opened the door, he smelled the air of wine: "brother, are you ok? They're all gone. Grandma's worried about you! "

He pulled him, Feng Yiting got up and helped him pour a glass of water.

In fact, he wanted to get drunk, but I don't know why. On this day, Feng Yimo was very conscious. He reached out and patted Feng Yiting on the shoulder:

"it's OK! I'm fine! Don't worry about me! Today is also a happy day Sad happiness!

He drank his glass and sealed it with a desert saying: "today, I've worked hard for you! Go back and have a rest early! I'll take Mo Yan's car. By the way

Today, he is going to live in Baixing garden, the last place where she lived!

"Good! Call me if you need anything! "

He clapped his hands and looked at each other with a smile. Then Feng Yiting turned and left. He knew that what he needed now was quiet. After staying in the room for a while, Feng Yimo got up and left.

All the way back to the city, Feng Yimo felt a bit depressed and flustered, then pulled his tie: "stop by the road, I want to breathe!"

Choosing the roadside of a park, Mo Yan stopped his car, got off Feng Yimo, smoked a cigarette and blew a cool wind for a while.

Not far away, Mo Yan also got out of the car, but not close, looking at his lonely figure, sighed.

Back in the car again, Feng Yimo was obviously sober. Looking at the scenery outside the window, he unconsciously touched his hand on the ring. His habitual gentle action was like touching his beloved.

When the consciousness is clear, people's heart becomes more and more empty and lonely. Missing is once again like shackles, and breathing suddenly has a sense of suffocation. The sight turns inadvertently, and Feng Yimo suddenly says:

"send me to heaven star! I want a drink! "

Looking at him in the rear-view mirror, Mo Yan didn't say anything more. He turned at the intersection and slowly stopped at the door. As soon as he looked back, before he could make a sound, he said: "go back and have a rest! It's all right

He had pushed the door and got out of the car.

Clothes have been changed back to a black, swinging suit, sealed with desert, dragging decadent figure into the heaven star. Habitually, he wanted to sit in a familiar seat, but found that it was full and he had no choice. He had to sit in the most expensive semi open private room left on the high platform. The place was very large, and of course, the view was the best.

But today, he is really bored and does not like this relatively closed and secluded residence.

When he put down his suit, he was no longer picky. He had a bottle of top-level red wine sent to him. Some snacks and fruits came over, and his tie loosened a little. He poured a glass of red wine.

Ear, drum noise, squinting eyes, immersed in the grape fragrance of wine, his mind gradually emerged a touch of ethereal posture, his mood seems to follow a little calm.While indulging in it, there was a sudden burst of cheers and shrieks: "Wow, sister sang, sister sang ~"

accompanied by bursts of warm applause, whistles and cheers, the familiar name suddenly entered the bottom of my ears, and Feng Yimo's thoughts were interrupted by fragments:

sister sang?

Today's luck, it seems to be good!

"Did you bring it to me?"

Unconsciously, Feng Yimo touched the ring again, and then slowly opened his eyes. His sight was certain, and suddenly increased a little.

Because at this time, the stage was dark, but there was a beautiful snake shadow floating.

People can't see it at all, but the beautiful figure, soft lines, slowly creeping, sketching a stroke, really like watching a snake dancing, shocking, impeccable!

"Whoa, whoa, whoa --"

although it can only describe the outline of a woman's body, I don't know why. Feng Yimo can always smell the familiar breath, and his heart is pounding.

This fluorescent dance is really unique. It's so special! No wonder there are so many people here!

Only to see the shadow, he was so excited!

Why did you feel more and more familiar? What's going on? "

Why does he feel so strange just seeing her figure? An irrepressible throb? Is it a throb?

The scene on the stage has changed when he suddenly shakes his head, closes his eyes, and opens his eyes again. The s background, which used to be a green grass floating, has now turned into a horizontal blue wave, while the sexy red main hit, which used to be like a snake dancing, has now turned into an elegant white Mermaid -