Chapter 617

"Who is the master of fireworks in the city?"

The woman in the wheelchair looks at the unreachable fireworks, but her beautiful face looks pale. Turning the wheelchair, she looks at the man sitting on the terrace drinking. He holds the glass up, as if he is honoring a friend, and then drinks it all in one gulp.

Today, he was very strange. He didn't work in his study, walk his dog, or stare at his sister's throne. He just sat there drinking wine and watching fireworks.

The man's slightly rough chin rubbed against her clavicle, obviously dissatisfied with her request, but he didn't want to force her, so he had to promise in a good voice, "OK."

Tong en bit his lip and warned, "I'll see the two children first!"

From business trip to now, he is suffering.

The man's slender fingers instead clasped her hand, pressed her shoulder on the bed, fingers restless, "then I have to get a little sweetness from you."

Tong en grabbed his hand and said with a knowing smile, "you can't cheat me. Otherwise, I'll reassess your credit with me. "

At this time, her soft and strong tone sounded very comfortable. The man grabbed her hair, swept it over her face and teased her, "as you wish."

Tong en was so elated that he put down his miscellaneous work and ran to him, staring at him with his eyes, "isn't it?"

Wan Jingting said nothing but looked at him and laughed.

Tong en looked back at him and thought, "are you going to take me to Qiqi and Zhizhi?"

"You look down on me?" "Can't I work and go on holiday?" he asked

Tong en took the scissors, turned the vase and asked him, "don't you have to work?"

He said to her, "tomorrow I'll take you to a place for a few days."

Wan Jingting sat on the bed, looking at the woman reflected in the mirror, a hook on the corner of his lips, a woman who is duplicative, and said before that he did not like red roses.

There is a bunch of red roses in front of the dressing table, each of which is waiting to be put. The hostess skillfully manipulates these flowers and prunes many branches and leaves.

Royal Court

Ye Wen looked at his legs, stifled tears, "good."

From afar came a saying, "anytime is OK."

She smile very quiet, "when, settled, I told my brother in advance."

Marry her because she's sad. Should she be happy?

Ye Wen thinks that he must be very sad tonight. Why? I don't know. She just felt his sadness.

He shakes his glass, takes another sip, gets up and rubs her hair. "It's time for us to get married, too."

Ye Wen froze, nervous and incredible, "Tuoyuan, what did you just say?"

With a drunken face, he came towards her with a wine glass, then slowly squatted down with a deep smile on his face and told her, "let's get married."

Ye Wen's eyes fell on the bottle of wine in his hand. The bottle of wine he took was very strong.

He took another bottle of wine, poured some into the glass and asked her, "do you want to drink, too?"

Her fingers hanging from her legs were intertwined and she kept looking at him.

Ye Wen also followed him in a daze. After a while, he finished the wine in the bottle, came over with a glass, and said with a smile: "the night sky is beautiful, women will like this kind of romance."

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The next day, after three hours' flight, Wan Jingting drove her to a quiet place.

Villa is an independent, European style building, very distinctive, car from the golden gate into, next to the spacious golf course, swimming pool, all kinds of leisure equipment, in front of the huge building, like an ancient castle.