Chapter 999

Lu caier stretched lazily and subconsciously covered the dazzling sunshine with a quilt. Early in the morning, Lu caier turned over on the bed, one hand fell aside, and a warm body temperature came.

Lu cai'er suddenly froze, then exclaimed, and suddenly got up. His hair was so scattered that he could not even remove the makeup on his face, so he slept all night.

Lying beside him, song Yanshu is awakened by the piercing scream. When his eyes fall on the woman beside him, he can't help but wake up.

"Why are you in my bed?" Song Yanshu did not have time to see the situation clearly, and his face was gloomy.

Lu caier's heart beat wildly. She pointed to the other part of the room and said in a daze, "this is my room. Last night you were drunk, I was drunk, and I don't remember the later things..."

the harder you try, the more headache you get. Lu caier subconsciously rubs his temples and looks embarrassed. She quietly lifted up the quilt, looked at it, and immediately blushed.

Song Yanshu was a little flustered, but more regret. Looking at the extremely rosy spring scenery in front of me, I don't need to say much to know what happened last night. Why is it at this time that song Yanshu's eyebrows are full of waves and murmurs in his heart.

After finishing up their own embarrassment, an hour later, they sat at the dining table of Lu caier's rented apartment, looking at each other without saying a word. As time went by, two people had their own thoughts, but no one thought of a solution. In Lu caier's opinion, it seems that song Yanshu should take the initiative in this matter.

As expected, song Yanshu, as a man, opened his mouth first, and his voice was still a little hoarse, "er... About last night's affairs, if you need me, I can be responsible for you... For you..."

Song Yanshu's words immediately moved Lu caier, but just as she was moving, song Yanshu continued to speak and interrupted Lu caier's fantasy.

"I can give you anything, except... Except marriage..." the sentence extinguished all Lu caier's expectations and fantasies. Her heart was as clean as glass.

For a moment, Lu caier laughed stiffly and waved her hand with a pretence of generosity. "What do you say? Don't be so old-fashioned. We all have responsibility for the things last night. We are all adults, and we don't need you to be responsible for me!"

Seeing song Yanshu staring at herself motionless, Lu caier immediately added in a flustered way, "Oh, you don't have to care. I don't care about a girl. What are you nervous about! Don't worry, I won't publicize this matter. I'm more afraid of my grandfather killing me than your scandal

"Are you sure?" Song Yanshu once again confirmed that, after all, this matter in Song Yanshu's view, is not something that can be laughed off.

"Of course Lu caier smiles and talks about other things.

At the moment when Yu Guang fell to song Yanshu, Lu caier was hurt by his silent relief. She didn't even know what she was doing and why she could say such a thing. As if for fear of being misunderstood by song Yanshu, she is a difficult woman.

However, what makes song Yanshu feel incredible is that Lu caier, who is always clinging to people, even shows a strange indifference in this matter, which is more like a poor performance. However, song Yanshu could not give her any promise, even if he felt sorry for mu Qingqing.

When Mo Liancheng woke up, it was already 9:37 in the morning of the next day. Looking at the pink balloons in the ward and the petals on the ground, Mo Liancheng frowned and got up vaguely. Look around, this is indeed the ward, yes, son fainted last night was sent to the hospital picture, still clearly visible in the mind of moliancheng.

"Qing Qing?"

"Zhong Lin?"

Mo Liancheng called twice, and did not respond. Looking at the strange setting of the ward, Mo Liancheng felt some doubts. He had just got up and was a little dizzy.

At this time, the door of the ward was pushed open. I don't know when someone even played a piece of music with a mobile phone. The familiar melody often makes people cry.

When Mo Liancheng's eyes fell on the slowly approaching Mu Qingqing, he suddenly became astonished. He saw Mu Qingqing, dressed in a white fishtail dress and painted with exquisite makeup, walked in. The wedding march is playing on the mobile phone. Zhong Lin and Bai Xiaoxi stand behind Mu Qingqing, constantly sprinkling petals in their hands to the sky.

The falling pink rose petals fall on Mu Qingqing's hair and become a wonderful ornament.

With a smile, Mu Qingqing went to Mo Liancheng and put the ring in his hand on the ring finger of Mo Liancheng. The ring was the one engraved with their name specially made by Mo Liancheng for mu Qingqing when they were married before.

"Liancheng, if you refuse to marry me, I have to marry you in this way! Now that you're wearing a ring, we're officially married, and we can't deny it! " Mu Qingqing smiles and makes a face at Mo Liancheng, but tries to hold back the choking throat.Mu Qingqing thought for a long time. Since their first divorce, Mu Qingqing has never faced moliancheng calmly and gave him any response. Even the wedding ceremony in Ireland was passively accepted by Mu Qingqing. She didn't want to leave a lifetime of regret, so before she decided to marry song Yanshu, she would marry once to her favorite man.

Mo Liancheng was moved, but he was more at a loss. He was relieved to smile. His physical condition could not be clearer. Mo Liancheng understood Mu Qingqing's hard work. He just didn't know how much Mu Qingqing had sacrificed.

"I can't believe we should have a wedding in such a place." Mo Liancheng some choked, mixed emotions, confusion.

"It doesn't matter. It doesn't matter where it is."

Mu Qingqing took Mo Liancheng's hand and his eyes were burning. "My husband, after so many things, I realized that being Mrs. Mo was the happiest thing in my life."

"What do you call me?" Mo Liancheng's heart trembled fiercely. Since Mu Qingqing was jailed, he has not heard this name for six years. Even after marriage in Ireland, Mu Qingqing repeatedly prevaricated, jokingly prevaricated. Mo Liancheng knows that Mu Qingqing still has a stumbling block in his heart.

But this moment is different, the corner of Mo Liancheng's eyes across a touch of light, like an instant meteor.

Zhong Lin and Bai Xiaoxi couldn't help crying. Mu Qingqing held Mo Liancheng as if all things in heaven and earth were emptiness in an instant