The warm breath suddenly approached, and Leng Qingzhu shrank suddenly.

The girl is red, black-haired, and snow-skinned, extremely gorgeous, like a red rose blooming in the snow, pink carved and jade, crystal clear.

It's more like Little Red Riding Hood in a fairy tale, struggling desperately when she encounters a trap, but it's too late.

Underneath the white flesh are cyan blood vessels, fragile and vulnerable.

The taste is fresh and sweet.

Men only dare to taste it, after all, today's events are really important. Leaning on her shoulder socket, his hand still holding her waist: "I really hope that today is a marriage and not an engagement." ”

Fu Yingshao had already said this before, and at that time it was just a joke and laughed off.

But now, Leng Qingzhu froze and didn't dare to act rashly.

For fear that he accidentally touched the man's affection again.

I don't know how long it took, maybe it was just a few seconds, maybe it was a few minutes, Fu Yingshao finally got up and pulled her up.

Leng Qingzhumu sat on the bed in a daze, feeling the slightly cool fingertips cross her chin and come to her lips, gently and carefully, brushing her lips.

"Qingzhu, I'm rare with you, it's so rare, but what should I do?"

The man's voice is natural, and the earthy love words can also be as deep as the sea, which makes people's ears itch and fascinated.

Leng Qingzhu: "......"

She saw that there was an extra watch on her wrist, which was exactly the same as the one Fu Yingshao was wearing, but it was a women's model.

Fu Yingshao pinched her wrist, as if admiring a work of art: "When I went to Gangcheng, I bought it, and I just thought it was good at the time, but I didn't expect it to really be on your wrist." ”

The two wrists are juxtaposed, and they are indeed two identical watches, but the wrists of Leng Qingzhu are a little newer.

She blinked, looked at Fu Yingshao, pursed her lips and smiled.

"What about you, rare me?"

"I ......"

The door was knocked again, this time it was Mrs. Leng, the old lady with small feet was not as gentle as Yuan Yashi, and it was already polite not to push the door in directly.

"It's not over, how long has it been, it's just waiting for the two of you, everything you have to say should be finished, let's go, there are so many people waiting in the hotel!"

“…… Oh! ”

Leng Qingzhu pushed Fu Yingshao away, hurriedly opened the door, and met the little old lady's bright gaze, suddenly felt embarrassed, and hurriedly raised his wrist to explain: "My brother gave it to me, I bought a pair and prepared it for me." ”

Her tone was too hasty, as if she was hiding something.

Mrs. Leng glanced at her lightly, and then looked at Fu Yingshao standing behind her.

He opened his mouth and said, "Let's go!" ”

"Hmm." Leng Qingzhu carried his grandmother's arm downstairs, and Fu Yingshao followed.

A pair of eyes were still unconsciously glued to Leng Qingzhu's body.

The girl has a slim figure, and if she wears a dress in summer, she will definitely look even better.

When it comes to getting married, Chinese dresses and Western dresses must be customized.

She must have been dressed beautifully.

I don't know if if I would inherit her eyes and dimples if I had a child.

Girls are fine, boys are too noisy, girls are like her, well-behaved and clever, more likeable, and know how to hurt people.

Two are just right, don't have more, take advantage of the young time, go back and let grandma and mother help coax the children, what should they do.

Travel, do things, and do nothing to delay.

He wanted to get into trouble, but the cold old lady in front of him suddenly turned around and looked at him with sharp eyes.

"Grandma'......"