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The voice suddenly occurred to her behind her and made her look back. It was really him. Shouldn't he be greeting at the scene? How could he come here?

Gu, as the bridegroom, came to her with a smile on his deep mouth and a beautiful look in his deep eyes. When her heart was beating a little flustered, he laughed loudly:

"late, calm."

Calm down! Mu stares at the man who is sarcastic. He is not the bride. I don't know if the bride to be needs a lot of psychological preparation.

"Go out quickly. It's hard to see." The bride and groom should not meet in advance on the wedding day. Although both of them don't care about this, but mu is late that he doesn't want to be alone with this man now.

He likes the coquetry in women's words. The evil merchant picked up, kissed the crimson cheek, introduced her ear with bewitching and gloomy voice, and penetrated her heart -

"today, you are the most beautiful."

The most beautiful and his only, the bride.

At the beginning of the wedding, the elegant melody was moving in the air, and the red carpet was full of petals, white and holy.

Mu knows that the red carpet should be taken by her relatives to her husband's road, but now she is alone, but she doesn't feel disappointed. As long as he looked at the evil man in the black suit and white bow tie not far away, he was looking at her with elegant but gentle eyes, and the curve of slightly rising lip angle was extremely charming. This is her husband, the perfect person in her heart.

That countless flash lens, she knows, this time is no longer the light of disdain, but envy or even jealousy stained halo. Yes, she just wants to make everyone in Qingcheng envious. This is her only patent for bathing late.

Stepping on the red carpet step by step to the man, although the heart rate is unusually fast, but the flower like smile never stops. In all the attention, in all the glory, she came to him, with the smile of a lucky woman, ignoring all the people present.

Tang Yan Shang under the table, the deep and incomparable eyes never moved from the beautiful bride. The nostalgia in the cold eyes, there is no cover. He has never seen such a beautiful bathing night. Wearing a unique wedding dress, she walked past him with a smile and walked step by step into the arms of other men.

Bathe late, you will not be happy. Because, I can't let you happy. I am a bad man, beloved things, never let go of a day until I die.

If you want to be Mrs. Gu, enjoy yourself. You will come back to me in a short time.

Lin wanting noticed her husband's eyes, but also pretended not to see them, laughing at herself. He didn't mention the divorce any more. What does it mean to bring her to the wedding? He Will you forget to bathe late? Or, there are other purposes.

It was not until he handed his hand to the warm palm that Mu coughed up a little late. He looked up into the deep eyes like the sea, and his face was full of smiles. There was only silence between them.

The chief married man is the pastor invited here. He smiles and asks:

"swear in the name of God, mu Xiangwan, do you want the man around you to be your husband? Love and respect him, be he sick or healthy, alive or dead, be faithful and unswerving? "

Mu's eyebrows are warm towards the end of the night, and her lips are curved with beautiful radians. Those three words are like looking at Sichuan for thousands of years.

"I will."

Maybe a lot of people are smiling at the moment, but in fact, they are waiting to see when the absurd marriage will end in failure; maybe they are smiling and blessing the so-called everlasting, which is actually the dark curse of breaking up tomorrow. But it's nothing to do with bathing late.

The priest asked her again, and his voice was still so pleasant. These three words seemed to be something she had been waiting for a long time. For a long time, she thought she would never belong to her.

The wedding went well, no one stopped it and nothing happened. The bride and groom exchanged rings and kissed each other in the eyes of the crowd.

A kiss is the end of the world. From then on, we are one. Although the waiting time is not long, she will try her best to be his wife every day.

……

In the hospital at night, Anyi watched the broadcast of the century wedding in the daytime, biting his lips to death, which was overwhelming.

Only when mindfulness finished checking out, the condition became worse and worse. The needles that had been injected for several days had no effect. It seemed that there were antibodies to these potions. She really has no way. She wants to find a good doctor in the past, but the money is not enough. The money she earned is only enough for her daily expenses. Even the 30 million yuan she gave in the last night of bathing was taken by her mother to pay the gambling debt.

She really didn't know what to do except to find the father of the child. But Gu Yishen, married today, and Mu Xiang night. If she went to him again, she would be the third child of all the people, or the third child of a bastard. She can't go, she can't make herself any worse.

"Mom Mom... "

"Nianchen, I'm here." The child's murmur sounds so pitiful that he feels very sad. No one loves this child more than she does. He is all her hopes."I want Dad Whine. " The sobs in her sleep were like sharp swords stabbing her in the heart. All of them are incompetent. They can't fight against each other until later. Otherwise, Nianchen should have a father who loves him. Their family should live in a big house and lead a life of the superior. Instead of now, even the hospitals for saving lives are small hospitals.

"Nice to meet you, mom. Go to Dad. When I wake up, I will see my father. "

Anyi doesn't care about any reputation. For the sake of her son, how about being scolded by Xiao San? She doesn't look cleaner than herself even if she bathes late!

……

At night, Mu feels sleepy. I didn't expect to get married so tired. She didn't do anything, just stood for a day and felt her legs were breaking.

"Well, sleepy..." With a low murmur, he wanted to fall to the bed, but the man's hand was a step faster than her fallen body, picked her up and sat on his leg. Holding a woman in one hand and a red wine glass in the other, the liquid inside is full of demagogic and bewitching colors.

"Mrs. Gu, it's wedding night."

If it's so obvious, you can hear it later. It's just Lift the aggrieved eyes and look at the man's near face, which is low on his chest like a cat call --

"well But I'm sleepy and want to sleep. "

Just want to sleep.

"No sleep."

Domineering tone, she raised her face to refute, but face-to-face is the man under the lip. At the next moment, she opened her eyes wide and the faint smell of red wine spread in her mouth. This man, unexpectedly Frowning, he pushed his strong arm. How can I feed wine like this? Saliva!

Disrespect, can't disrespect again!

But the man just didn't let go. He just waited for her to swallow the wine and let go of her lips.

"Gu Yishen, you..." You are dirty! Just want to say these words, she subconsciously stopped. Before because of this sentence night by the man tossed to death, this time it's better to learn to be smart.

"How am I, eh?" Licked the liquid on her lips, the taste is more delicious than the pure red wine.

"There's saliva!"