"I wish I had a sister, but it's a pity that Ma Ma doesn't want to give birth."

Hearing this, Jing Yiren chuckled in his heart: "Why? ”

"Ma Ma said that if a younger brother is as bad as his father, he will harm the world, we are good people, and we can't do things that harm society!"

"......" the corners of Jing Yiren's mouth twitched.

How much does Yue Rou hate black dragons?

At this time, Steward Chen walked behind Jing Yiren and spoke respectfully.

"Miss Jing, Mr. Yue is here."

Hearing this, Jing Yiren subconsciously turned his head to look towards the gate, only to see Yue Feng wearing a simple light blue flat-necked T-shirt and black slacks underneath, changing his shoes at the entrance.

In this outfit, Yue Feng looks much younger than usual, but he still has the calmness of a mature man.

It looks like a Korean male god, and it has a special taste.

Yue Feng walked towards the living room.

Qiuqiu shouted excitedly: "Uncle! ”

"Uncle!"

"Uncle!"

I don't know who is coming, I played seriously, and when I heard the voice of Brother Qiuqiu, I turned my head, and I shouted with a random shout, and I just happened to be confused.

Yue Feng chuckled at the three children, and unceremoniously walked to the single sofa next to Jing Yiren and sat down.

"Why are you free to come over today!" Jing Yiren said, waving at the maid and hurriedly making tea.

Yue Feng bent down with his arms resting on his knees, lowered his phoenix eyes, and stared at the transparent crystal in front of him under a few newspapers.

Newspaper headlines panorama negative news about the Iranians.

Yue Feng was silent for a few seconds and said lightly.

"Something!"

"......" Jing Yiren waited for his next words, but Yue Feng fell into silence, didn't say a word for a while, and didn't raise his eyes.

Jing Yiren felt something was wrong and asked, "What's the matter?" ”

"......" Yue Feng hesitated for a while, then took out a post from the back pocket of his buttocks, gently placed it on the table, and pushed it in front of Jing Yiren.

Yue Feng lowered his head .......

Jing Yiren looked at the post pushed over by Yue Feng and raised his eyes to look at him.

Jing Yiren couldn't see Yue Feng's face, he could only see the bangs hanging down in front of his forehead, and he couldn't see his expression clearly.

Jing Yiren picked up the post blankly and flipped through it.

On the post is a wedding photo ...... of Yue Feng and Li Tong.

Jing Yiren's hand holding the post suddenly stiffened.

It was written in black and white.

Presented to Lu Ming and Jing Yiren Taiqi.

It is hereby scheduled to be held on September and 30 of the 2017th year of the Gregorian calendar to prepare a wedding banquet for Yue Feng and Li Tong.

We kindly invite you to come with your children and family

The groom Yue Feng and the bride Li Tong are invited

Seat: Golden Years Clubhouse. Time: September 30, 2017, 11:30 a.m.

Jing Yiren looked at the invitation for a long time before slowly putting down the invitation and closing it.

The corners of his mouth hooked up into a small smile.

"You're getting married next month?"

Since although I always feel that Li Tong is not worthy of Yue Feng in my heart. But as long as Yue Feng likes her, he should bless him.

"......" Yue Feng lowered his eyes and looked at the desktop, hiding the sense of loss in his eyes.

Because he knew what Jingyi was going to say next.

"Congratulations! Although I don't like Li Tong, I'm relieved that you can find someone you really like. ”

Saying that, Jing Yiren stretched out his little hand and softly grabbed one of Yue Feng's big palms.

Feeling the gentle touch of Du's little hands, Yue Feng's hands stiffened slightly.

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