Chapter 338

"Well, I like you. I can't forget you from the first sight. Whether you are male or female, I don't mind." Jiang Yuanyang doesn't care that his neck is still under his hand. He stares at the neutral face in front of him, with an emotional smile in his eyes.

Zeng Jiayin's brow was tight, and her killing intention rose abruptly, "do you want to die?"

Jiang Yuanyang put his hand around his waist, "if you don't like me, I can accompany you, we can be brothers, I respect your choice." The sound is also very low to ensure that no one in the next room can hear it.

He can't tell why. He just likes to see him. He is so lazy that he can't be lazy any more. He is so cute.

Zeng Jiayin stretched out her hand to pull down Jiang Yuanyang's pants zipper, and put her hand in, which made Jiang Yuanyang's body suddenly disappear.

It's the first time he's been held by a man when he's so big

However, he changed uncontrollably, and Zeng Jiayin did not intend to let him go.

His face was close to his face, his eyes slightly widened, and his eyebrows were filled with a smile: "if you want to be with me, you have to..." he moved forward, his teeth bit Jiang Yuanyang's lower lip, and his tongue touched it intentionally or unintentionally. No matter his hand still controlled him, Jiang Yuanyang tightly clasped his waist, The mouth is mercilessly catering to his lips.

Today, I had a very busy day. I received numerous phone calls and many people came to my home wearing lanterns.

There are wedding designers, dress designers.

Mrs. Tang and Mrs. Tang also called one after another to ask Miao Xiaohui what her shortcomings were and what she needed.

Miao Xiaohui answered one by one that she had not. She had everything to prepare.

The busy day went by like this. In the afternoon, I received a call from Lou Yulou to thank Miao Xiaohui. There was excitement in my voice: "Miss Miao, I was arranged in the marketing department. I'm a marketing specialist."

"Oh, that's good. Do it well."

"I will do it well, thank you, Miss Miao."

"You're welcome. Anyway, we Miao are also employing people."

"Well." Perhaps hearing the noise of Miao Xiaohui, he asked, "Miss Miao, are you in the vegetable market?"

Miao Xiaohui smiles. It's very noisy here. She's watching workers install colored lights in the garden.

"No, I'm at home. I'll have a wedding tomorrow."

Miao Xiaohui finished, waiting for his next, but for a long time did not hear him speak, the phone is very strange silence.

"Lou Yu Lou?" She called, and then heard him snort, "are you going to get married tomorrow?"

"Make up a wedding ceremony." Miao Xiaohui said with a smile: "you are also welcome to play with Yuxi. You don't need a gift. Just come to play. I will tell Yuxi that people from all walks of life will have it tomorrow. Yuxi can get to know more people. People in the entertainment industry also need contacts."

Lou Yu Lou didn't seem to be very enthusiastic. She hummed: "I won't disturb you, Miss Miao."

"OK, come on."

Hung up the building rain building telephone, in the heart still some knot.

They haven't contacted Miao Zhimiao since the last phone call.

I hope my brother can come, even if I can't hear Miao Zhimiao's blessing, it's good to have him by my side.

Miao Xiaohui hopes this wedding will be the last in her life.

Hesitated for a long time, still called him.

But there was no one to answer. She played three times in a row. The long busy tone in the microphone made her even more upset.

Miao Zhimiao doesn't answer the phone. Does that mean he won't come the next day?

Miao Xiaohui and Tang Shaofeng's wedding, because it is a make-up ceremony, is the most important thing in the evening. During the day, there will be some old lady Tang's guests, but they are still at leisure.

In the evening, the guests were almost there.

Miao Xiaohui stood in front of the mirror to change clothes, holding a mobile phone to call Miao Zhimiao again and again.

However, he didn't answer again.

Heart sink to the bottom of the valley, Miao Xiaohui think today Miao wonderful does not appear, is her wedding today's only regret.

She was in a trance. The makeup artist and Shen Yuanyuan around her exclaimed for a long time before she came back to herself: "Xiaohui, you are so beautiful."

"Well?" She fixed her eyes on the mirror. She was wearing a white dress, which she had chosen. The elaborate cutting just cleverly covered the slightly convex belly. The contrast of the dress made Miao Xiaohui, who was already gorgeous, look more eye-catching.

Before Miao Xiaohui could express her feelings, Tang Shaofeng pushed the door open.

He was standing at the door in a white dress.

This is probably the first time Miao Xiaohui saw Tang Shaofeng wearing a white dress. Suddenly, four words came out of her mind.

Prince charming.

When I was a child, there was no girl who could not dream about her future partner, just like a prince with a sword on his waist and riding a white horse.

Tang Shaofeng is the most vivid incarnation of prince charming.

The height of 1.9 meters and white dress are combined with their noble and cool temperament, which makes people unable to turn their eyes.

They look at each other. At this moment, Miao Xiaohui seems to see Tang Shaofeng at the masked ball seven years ago.

How could she be so stupid that she could not distinguish two completely different people just because of a mask?

Looking at Tang Shaofeng crazily, he walked slowly in front of her. His eyes couldn't help but be astonished. He put a palm on her cheek and spoke slowly: "it's beautiful."

"In the evening, I prepared a surprise." The little woman tiptoed and whispered in his ear.

The man lips Cape slightly tick: "can you disclose a bit in advance?"

"Of course not. Keep it secret." Miao Xiaohui is smiling.

"Oh, that's enough, you guys." Shen Yuanyuan covered his chest: "how can I have dinner when I'm full of dog food?"

Miao Xiaohui stood up straight from Tang Shaofeng's arms with a smile and said in a low voice, "I'm going to wear a veil."

Tang Shaofeng walked out of the room with a smile. She sat down and asked the makeup artist to help her put on the veil.

Across the gauze, Xiao Xiang asked, "are the guests almost there?"

"Yes, it's almost here. You'll start when you get down in a moment."

"What about Mr. Miao?"

"Not yet."

Miao Xiaohui bit her lip, took her cell phone and continued to call, but she didn't answer.

Outside someone is urging: "Madam can go downstairs."

Miao Xiaohui handed the mobile phone to Xiao Xiang: "if my brother calls, no matter what I'm doing, give me the phone right away, you know?"

"Well, I see, ma'am." Xiao Xiang took it and put it in his pocket.

Miao Xiaohui stood up and Shen Yuanyuan helped her out of the room.

The guests downstairs are full, and Miao Xiaohui is a little nervous.

As she went down the stairs, the light suddenly dimmed, leaving only a bunch of light in the hall, shining on Tang Shaofeng, who was standing in the middle of the hall in a white dress. The cold breath and the smile on her lips actually complement each other.

At this moment, Miao Xiaohui forgot many troubles.

Her hand was hidden in the huge pleats, holding the mask in her hand.

She wanted to go to Tang Shaofeng and put on his mask, and then when he lifted her veil, she also lifted his mask.

She thought out all the lines: sorry, I should have known it was you.

This sentence, she deliberated in the heart for a long time, negating and affirming countless sentences, finally decided to say this sentence.

She walked down the stairs slowly. The guests didn't make any noise. The hall was filled with soft music. Miao Xiaohui walked through the crowd and saw Mrs. Tang and Mrs. Tang's happy smile.

She turned her head and went to Tang Shaofeng wholeheartedly.

Even a little fast, a little impatient.

So that Shen Yuan couldn't keep up. He whispered, "Xiao Hui, slow down. Don't step on the skirt."

She walked up to Tang Shaofeng. Wearing high heels, she just came to his nose. After a while, she could kiss him without feet.

The man bowed his head, and his pretty face was not powdered.

The makeup artist once sneaked into Tang Shaofeng's study, suggested that he put some foundation on his face, paint a light makeup, and be driven out by Tang Shaofeng.

He doesn't need any embellishment. He's already the most popular.

His eyes are as bright as the starry night sky.

Under the veil, Miao Xiaohui is a bit more charming and red lipped than before. Tang Shaofeng can't help holding a corner of the veil and lifting it.

"Wait a minute." Miao Xiaohui shouts him in time. She still has the mask in her hand. She wants to put it on Tang Shaofeng herself.

Tang Shaofeng looks at her quietly, and Miao Xiaohui sees herself in his pupil, a flash of happiness.

Holding the mask tightly, he was about to lift it up slowly.

At this moment, the quiet hall thought of the telephone ring.

Xiao Xiang was still in a daze. After a while, she realized that Miao Xiaohui's phone was ringing in her pocket. She hurriedly took it out to see it. Miao Xiaohui immediately turned her head and asked her, "is it my brother?"

Xiao Xiang nodded: "yes."

"Give it to me." Miao Xiaohui reached out to her, then turned back and said to Tang Shaofeng, "I'll take a phone call, and it'll be ready soon."

Then she took the phone, put it in her ear, took a deep breath, and called, "brother."

"Xiao Hui." It's Miao Zhimiao's voice, which seems to be powerless, with some sadness in his tone: "go home."

"Brother." Miao Zhimiao let her go home as soon as she opened her mouth. Miao Xiaohui was a little unprepared: "brother, today is my wedding. I hope you can come."

"Go home." He still repeated these two words with irrefutable firmness.

"I won't..." Miao Xiaohui clenched her lower lip and replied to him more firmly.

At this time, no one can control her.

"Xiao Hui." Suddenly, Miao Zhimiao's voice began to choke, and the words behind it were a little vague: "Mom's gone."

Miao Xiaohui didn't hear clearly: "what?"

"Mom's gone." Miao Zhimiao spoke these four words slowly and heavily. Each syllable was very clear. Miao Xiaohui understood them.

She looked back at Tang Shaofeng in a panic. Her eyes were covered with water mist. She couldn't see anything clearly. Even the prince in white seemed to be isolated from her sight.

She shook and almost fell. Shen Yuanyuan on one side immediately held her: "what's the matter, Xiao Hui?"

Miao Zhimiao, on the other end of the phone, coldly charged: "when you come back alone, don't take anyone with you."

Then the phone hung up.

The busy sound in the microphone confused her.

Tang Shaofeng's warm voice rang out over her head: "what's the matter, tilting?"

She looked up helplessly at Tang Shaofeng: "sorry, Tang Shaofeng, I want to go home, my mother died."

Finish saying this sentence, as if drained the whole body strength.

Holding her palm, she said, "I'll go back with you."