My Cold Gentle Husband

A few months ago, Feng Rui bought the mountain and began to decorate it.

As Yuan Huanxin said, the layout of the wedding scene is as small as a grass and a tree, all of which are sharply handed, especially with care.

Yuan mother patted her hand and appeased: "You were married at the time. Don't envy, people are more than people."

Yuan Huanxin sighed.

"And, her friends are also very generous. The surname of the division, actually sent a limited edition sports car, and now the girl who is singing is in the entertainment circle can be red, I heard that later married to foreign countries, both Retired, I did not expect to appear at my sister's wedding."

Yuan Huanxin said that An Zhen on the table said.

This wedding has come a lot, and many of them are the big ones she rarely sees.

Simply envious of her death.

Yuanmu shook her head and went to the side to greet the guests.

Yuan Huanxin’s heart is a little bit unwilling.

From small to large, she has it, Yuan Huanchen did not.

But now, Yuan Huanchen has overshadowed her.

She sighed.

Turning around, I saw a strange man standing under a magnolia and smoking silently. Looking at the lawn, it seemed to be a bit lonely.

The man wore a dark coat, and the light gray scarf was casually placed around his neck. His body was long and his eyes were very seductive, but his body was exuded with a sigh of temperament, which was incompatible with the festive atmosphere of the mountain.

"Is it my sister's ex-boyfriend?" Yuan Huanxin muttered to himself.

Thinking, she slowly walked over to Cheng Ziming.

"Hey, hello, I am Yuan Huanxin." Yuan Huanxin was very warm and greeted.

Cheng Zixiao glanced at her with a faint look, throwing the smoke that had not been exhausted on the ground, and stepping on the handmade leather shoes and crushing them.

Approaching, Yuan Huanxin smelled the smoke of Cheng Zi's body. Some of her disliked hands fanned the nose.

Cheng Ziming just glanced at her and turned to leave.

Yuan Huanxin turned his eyes and immediately said: "Hey, I am Yuan Huanchen's sister Yuan Huanxin, is that you? My sister asked me to call you to the dressing room, she is looking for you."

Cheng Ziming stepped into a footstep and looked back slightly. There was a trace of light in the same scorpion of the same pool of dead water: "Look for me?"

He has inquiry and uncertainty in his tone.

In the restaurant that day, she was so eager to confuse her relationship with her, will she find herself on the wedding day?

"Well, she is looking for you. I think, my sister may still be unable to let you go." Yuan Huanxin was happy, seeing Cheng Ziming's reaction, she knew that she had guessed the relationship between Yuan Huanchen and Cheng Ziming, and she nodded quickly.

She didn't want Yuan Huanchen to have such a perfect wedding. It is best for this man to go to a big fight, to come to a wedding and grab the drama, to turn the original beautiful wedding into a joke, then it is best.

Cheng Ziming's eyes lit up: "Where is she?"

His tone is anxious.

Yuan Huanxin snickered in his heart and raised his hand: "Go straight forward from here, then you will see a rockery, then turn right, there is a sign on there, the bride's dressing room, go."

When her words just fell, she saw that Cheng Ziming took a big step and left.

After walking a few steps, he paused and looked back at Yuan Huanxin: "Thank you."

His handsome face with a smile on his lips.

"You're welcome." Yuan Huanxin waved his hand.

Cheng Ziming stepped away and quickly disappeared from her eyes.

Yuan Huanxin laughed: "Sister, I hope you can handle it well."

Bridal make-up indoors.

Yuan Huanchen sat in a chair, and the most famous makeup artist in the country was helping her.

White lightly sitting on the soft chair on the side, looking at Yuan Huanchen intently, one hand over his own belly, gently licking, one after another.

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After four months of pregnancy, she has already noticed that she can feel the little guy in her stomach wanting to communicate with her.

Very magical feeling, she is also the first experience.

"Would you feel uncomfortable when you are sitting like this?" Yuan Huanchen asked with his eyes closed.

"No, I am not so delicate." White smiled.

Just for the mother, but soft.

The smile on her face brought a little bit of loving kindness.

Make-up artist helped Yuan Huanchen put on lipstick, dagger: "Failed wife, yes."

"Thank you." Yuan Huanchen opened his eyes and looked at himself in the mirror, still satisfied.

"Polite." The makeup artist retired.

Yuan Huanchen stood up, bent over and touched the white belly, and touched his own, and licked his mouth.

Bai Qingyan knows what she is thinking, deliberately stabbing her: "Let you do it later. If you were with Fengfeng at the time, the child is estimated to be almost as big as white."

Yuan Huanchen stood up straight and picked it at the end of his eyes: "Nothing, it will be cherished if you lose it again. It is very good now."

White looked at her lightly and laughed: "The makeup is good."

Yuan Huanchen's face, glamorous to no, how to look like a fairy, can attract people's soul.

Today's occasion is so solemn, the makeup artist spent a few hours before letting her face lean on the dignified and generous, still beautiful.

"Alright." Yuan Huanchen nodded.

This is a makeup artist who is looking for a network and looking for a big price. Can you do it at a level?

"Hey."

At this moment, the door was knocked.

"Enter." Yuan Huanchen sat down on the soft chair next to Bai Xiaoyan, and casually pressed half of his arm against the white light shoulder and aimed at the door.

"Hey, you are so heavy, hurry up." White lightly pushed her.

Yuan Huanchen looked at the man who pushed in the door. She stood up and said: "Cheng Ziming! How come you?"

Cheng Ziming reached out and closed the door and locked it.

Yuan Huanchen frowned: "What are you doing?"

Cheng Ziming stood at the door and looked at her.

Yuan Huanchen wore a white wedding dress, big wavy hair curled into a dignified and beautiful hair, the wedding dress is a word collar design, revealing her beautiful collarbone and white shoulders, her neck, with a valuable diamond necklace, earrings The diamonds on the top are also sparkling, the skirt is mopping, beautiful, and the whole portrait is a gleaming illuminator.

Let Cheng Ziming's gaze stick to her involuntarily.

More beautiful is her face, although at this moment with a thin anger, but glamorous can not be square.

It is said that the woman is married this day is the most beautiful, it is true.

"Morning morning, you are so beautiful today." Cheng Ziming whispered involuntarily.

"Go out." Yuan Huanchen held his arms in both hands and looked at him with cold eyes.

She remembers that she did not invite Cheng Zi to attend her wedding.

In these years, she has indeed interacted with many people, but each one, as long as she is separated, will become her stranger.

At this moment, her attitude towards Cheng Ziming is also true.

Cheng Ziming stood still.

White lightly slowly stood up and pulled down Yuan Huanchen: "Don't be angry on the wedding day."

Yuan Huanchen lowered his eyes and did not speak.

It’s not that she wants to be angry, but someone who shouldn’t have appeared.

White light looks at Cheng Ziming: "Zi Ming, how come you?"