Chapter 1011： Abandoned wife of the Republic of China (31)

Chapter 1011 The Martyrs of the Republic of China (31)

It’s really old-fashioned.

Fu Beizhe looked up innocently. "How can I be a beast? I am not even as good as a beast. Otherwise, how could you not be **."

In this case, the real beast is not as good.

Bai Weiwei's old-fashioned autumn expression finally couldn't hold back. Her thin lips were screaming, and then her teeth were grinding, and she said, "You are a stinky second-rate. If it is not a marriage contract, it will force me to get started. You are I don’t have to look at you in front of me."

Fu Beizhe raised his eyebrows. "As a result, you are obeying this pedantic marriage contract. You haven't gotten started so much."

Bai Weiwei opened his face. "The marriage contract is through the mouth of the parents. It is also the exchange of the characters of the birthday. This is a promise. I have to be trustworthy, or I will lose my faith, and I will not be a good person."

Fu Beizhe is also keeping promises.

Everyone knows that he has no choice but to mix one's scorpion.

But everyone around him is the same.

Bai Weiwei is so observant, in fact, is one of his most appreciated people.

But at the moment, his heart is inexplicably panic. "Would you marry me, wouldn't there be any other thoughts for me? Just to keep promises?"

Bai Weiwei looked at him inexplicably. "Otherwise? Are we not blindly married? What can I think about you... Oh, there is one."

Fu Beizhe’s eyes immediately lit up, “What thoughts?”

I feel that his jade tree is in the wind, still handsome.

Still knowing his achievements on the battlefield, he felt a sense of worship.

Bai Weiwei’s mouth was heavy and he was not willing to say: “When I heard that the former person was blindly married, the man was a blind man, the woman was a pockmark, and he was playing in the newlywed house night. I thought at that time, although I must marry. For you, but if you are a scorpion or something, I am also uncomfortable."

Scorpion, pock...

Fu Beizhe’s expression was stretched. He said, “Is this idea?”

Bai Weiwei nodded. "Well, I am relieved to see you not numb."

Fu Beizhe's full expectation, being poured into a cool heart, his fingers clutching her feet, I can't wait to break.

Her expectations for him.

That is, he is not crippled and ugly.

Fu Beizhe finally asked: "If it weren't for me, who is the marriage contract?"

I didn't care about this. She had to marry him. He also made up his mind to let it go, let her know what it means to be alive.

But the heart is very rare for her, and she is on it.

Not necessarily love.

He does not understand what love is.

But like it, he can still distinguish clearly.

He is different from her to others.

Fu Beizhe believes that he is not a man of temperament, and he also despise those who are tweaked and unable to understand his own psychology.

So in terms of feelings, he is clean and neat.

If you don't like it, you will throw it. If you suddenly like it, even if you just like it, it is rare.

He will also admit it.

For Bai Weiwei, he is so much like it, so it is rare.

The concept of Fu Da's bandits is very rare.

Then you must be rewarded, otherwise he is not white like it?

Bai Weiwei raised his hand inadvertently and licked his long hair behind his face, and his movements were very elegant.

She faintly said, "Is this not nonsense? You are a blind man, I have to marry in. I used to go out rarely. I know that you are a round and flat. Of course, because of our marriage contract, I am married."

Fu Beizhe's fingers are hard.

Bai Weiwei frowned and his ankles shrank.

(End of this chapter)