Matriarch is Pretty and Cool

"Xiu Qi, you canceled the wedding hastily. Someone on the Internet has already called you a guilty man. I'm sorry Tong Yunrou. Some netizens took Tong Yunrou to the hospital to check his heart."

On the phone, the agent was full of anxiety and authenticity.

Duan Xiu has been Changhong for twenty years, and there are not even many gossips. Now the wedding is happening, and many fans say they want to take off their fans.

Because he was so disappointed with Duan Xiuqi, Tong Yunrou waited for him for twenty years, and he suddenly stopped getting married.

Duan Xiuqi browsed the bad reviews on the Internet, and smiled: "Twenty years? But I have been waiting for 20 years..."

Duan Xiuqi picked up the glass bottle on the side and whispered, "You said, what would happen if I forgot Bai Chu?"

The agent bluntly said: "Then I might have to set off firecrackers to thank God."

A sneer appeared on Duan Xiuqi's face, and a seductive voice suddenly came from behind: "Everyone wants you to forget, why don't you make everyone happy?"

Duan Xiuqi shook his whole body and turned abruptly. His dark eyes fixedly looked at the girl who appeared in his room. A surprise rose up unconsciously, and his voice was full of emotions: "Chu Chu..."

Bai Chuwei was wearing a white linen dress and standing at the window with her hands on her back.

Bai Chuwei was obviously here to check whether he drank Meng Po soup or not! This Meng Po soup is only three days old.

Duan Xiuqi sneered: "I forgot you just because you think so?"

Bai Chuwei sighed: "I'm doing this for your own good."

For thousands of years, she has really had a lot of suitors. There was once an emperor who didn't even want Jiangshan for her. She went to wander around without any reason. The emperor finally died in depression.

So, it's good to forget.

Duan Xiuqi smiled self-deprecatingly, opened the glass jar, a faint sweet fragrance poured in, and he poured directly into the grass outside the window.

Bai Chuwei: "You—"

Duan Xiu said in unison with grief: "I would like to forget my business, you don't care."

Duan Xiuqi opened the door and walked out, took out his mobile phone and posted a message on Weibo: "Tomorrow at 3 o'clock in the afternoon, I will hold a press conference."

Duan Xiuqi turned his head and looked at Bai Chuwei for the last time, and showed her a smile, which was arrogant and somewhat wanton.

He once said that he will either marry Bai Chu or become a monk in his life.

Bai Chuwei was stunned, and suddenly thought that when Duan Xiuqi saw her for the first time twenty years ago, he laughed so openly.

Bai Chuwei felt a little depressed, and walked out of Duan Xiuqi's room, walking towards Duan Feihan's courtyard in a familiar way, with the light in his bedroom.

It was after five o'clock in the morning, and Duan Feihan seemed to be awake, washing in the bathroom, and the sound of water dripping from the bathroom.

Bai Chuwei sat leisurely by Duan Feihan's bed, shaking her two slender and white legs gently.

After a while, the water stopped in the bathroom, and the man came out wrapped in a bath towel, and a drop of water rolled from the ink hair and landed on the masculine body.

Duan Feihan was shocked when he saw the girl sitting on his bed.

Duan Feihan frowned and murmured unconsciously: "Is this dream not awake yet?"

The icy water drops glided over the vigorous body and fell into the bath towel.

Bai Chuwei was surprised just now that the villain did not go to bed at five o'clock, and even got up to take a cold shower. Hearing this, he instantly reacted: "Han Han, did you dream about me?"

Early in the morning without sleeping and taking a cold shower...

Bai Chuwei's voice raised: "Duan Feihan, what dreams have you had?!"

Duan Feihan: "..."

Is a real person.