"He's messing around, how do you explain it to the outside if you let an acquaintance recognize it. Kaze's left hand clapped his right hand, and the snapping sound reverberated through the living room with his anger.

Song Hui raised her eyes, quite calm, "Then don't explain at all, you are old and stubborn, now which young person doesn't have a single party before marriage, our Yihan is enough to give them face, the dark light is blind at night, who has nothing to do to make a face." ”

Feng Zhongzheng listened to Song Hui's words and almost didn't take a breath, the green tendons on his forehead burst out, and he was angry, "You just get used to him, the past few years have been honed in vain, isn't it just to let him get married as soon as possible to make him settle down, you are good, one mouth holds him to the sky, don't have any prejudices against Mo Ziyan, after today, it will be a family, Feng Xuanyu's affairs have been turned over, and our days will be lived." ”

Song Hui snorted coldly, her nostrils were about to rise to the sky, "Whether she can become a family depends on whether her stomach is fighting or not, and she is more than two steps slower than the old family." ”

Thinking that Liu Wuyan led Feng Shaochen's little ghost head in front of her, she had green smoke on her head.

"You swallow all these words in my stomach. "The wind is full of rage.

Song Hui was also nunu, turned around and pulled the blanket draped on her body, twisted and twisted and went upstairs to sleep for her beauty sleep.

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In the private room at night, the smoke is filled, and there are many rich children who usually have a good relationship, sitting on the sofa.

The cigarette between Feng Yihan's index finger and middle finger has not yet burned out, green smoke comes out, and it pounces on his face, the heavy nicotine stimulates his expression, the sound of heavy metal, and the colorful dance attract bursts of cheers, only Feng Yihan's expression is indifferent.

Half of the face is hidden in the darkness, the three-dimensional facial features are deep in the mystery, and the eyes of the deep eyes seem to blend in with the sultry night.

Yan Jingyou hooked his lips, his hands restlessly rubbed against the body of the woman beside him, and looked at Feng Yihan sitting there alone and teased: "Shen Hao go find a companion for Feng Ershao." ”

"Tomorrow's wedding is going to be fun today. Shen Hao teased the woman next to him a few times, coaxed him happy, and was just about to stand up when he saw the door of the private room open.

A charming-looking, curvy, and very revealing woman pushed the door and walked in.

The black eyes flowed with a bewitching luster, and he glanced at everyone present, squinting slightly, and his gaze was fixed on Feng Yihan.

Take a step, the gray thighs, the half-exposed breasts, a dozen lights, amazing one.

Shen Hao whistled at her, and when he saw that he didn't forget to get close to the woman, he said flirtatious words in his mouth, "When did such a stunner come to the night." ”

The woman chuckled, blocked the tray in her hand, and walked sideways in front of Shen Hao, smiling slightly and apologetically.

The light blue wine entered his eyes, Feng Yihan raised his eyes, his eyes sank, although his eyes were calm, but his voice was slightly choked, "An Yiqian." ”

Under the slender black eyebrows are a pair of seductive eyes, squinting slightly, An Yiqian seems to be very satisfied with Feng Yihan's memory of her.

"Ershao has a good memory, I didn't expect that there are still people in this world who remember Yiqian. "Attached to Feng Yihan's ear.

As soon as she approached, a large piece of white flowers shook the wind and cold spirit, and the sultry aroma on her body made him feel ape.

I couldn't help but want to get closer.

From behind, the intimate movements of the two people are like mandarin ducks with their necks crossed, envious of others.

Shen Hao Nunu mouthed, and did not win people's love, sitting around Yan Jingyou, drinking wine, "It seems that we don't bother." ”

"Ershao, you let go of the play tonight, and it will be difficult to find this comfort tomorrow. ”

After saying that, he and Yan Jingyou walked outside with the woman next to them in their arms.

Seeing the people leaving, An Yiqian sat beside Feng Yihan and poured two glasses of wine, one was handed to Feng Yihan, and the other was held in the palm of his hand.

"Ershao, shouldn't I congratulate you on your happy newlywed and eternal marriage. An Yiqian raised her eyebrows and smiled.

Feng Yihan hooked his lips lightly and touched her wine glass, "Sincere blessings?"

"Of course, hasn't Er Shao never liked to be linked to women who don't know how to be measured?" An Yiqian stroked her bangs, revealing that very charming face.

Fingers swiped across the appropriately deep clavicle, looking at Feng Yihan's heart itching, and he involuntarily rubbed her body.

An Yiqian raised her head and was about to drink the liquor in the goblet, Feng Yihan's long arm hooked, her hand loosened the wine glass and fell to the ground, the wine wet the carpet, and the whole person fell into Feng Yihan's arms.

As she fell, her delicate lips inadvertently swept across Feng Yihan's cheeks.

Feng Yihan suddenly felt a burst of electricity tingle from his head to his feet.

Wonderful feeling.

With Mo Ziyan, the feeling of being dead was completely different.

The soft body leaned in his arms, and the blood flow of his whole body was sprinting downward.

"I don't want to get a blessing from you. At such a close distance, the faint light hit her face, the beautiful face, the delicate figure, and the little hands with skin better than snow, like feathers sweeping his heart.

An Yiqian pushed his chest, the smile on the corner of her mouth was a little self-deprecating, a little bitter, and a little back.

"The person who congratulated the second young man had already broken through the threshold, so naturally you wouldn't care about me, too, if you don't send it, but I was going to continue to congratulate the second young man to ask for a gift in return, can the second young man generously give me permission. ”

After breaking into Ye's affairs, she understood a lot, and being straightforward was a good way.

"What kind of return gift?" Feng Yihan fell on An Yiqian's body.

"An's is gone, my mother and I still have to live, I'm an employee of the night now, but the second young man also knows that the night is mixed, so.... I also asked the second young man to make an exception for me, I just want to buy wine here, and I want to avoid other side doors. ”

An Yiqian said a slurred and spitting, and her eyes were beating with lust at Shangfeng Yihan, and the hand on her lap couldn't help but retract.

It's a complete embarrassment.

Feng Yihan chuckled lightly, held her hand, and in addition to the strange feelings in his dark eyes, there was more pity and unbearability.

"There is no good kind of person who comes here. Feng Yihan's hands tightened.

An Yiqian smiled bitterly, "It's the same, my half-sister can force me to death, the salary here is high, after my father died, I found out that there was no money is such a terrible thing, my mother and I can only squeeze in a basement of more than ten square meters, in the dark, eating the cheapest vegetables in the mall, wearing clothes that have been processed out of season, heh...."

Her gloomy eyes were all wet, as if they were stained with dew, her eyelashes trembled, and the corners of her mouth twitched, "I just need a shoulder to cry on now, I have a house with a window, and I can see how high the sun rises every morning..."

Watching her tears flow, Feng Yihan's heart trembled, and he hugged her into his arms suddenly, "Why don't you come to me?"

"What relationship do I use to find you, you were Mo Ziyan's fiancé before, and after tonight, you are her husband or An Yuxi's second brother, what do I ask you for, who can tolerate us as a widow and a waste. ”

Tears wet his shirt, evoking his desire to protect.

Feng Yihan gently kissed the teardrops on her cheeks, up to her eyes.

An Yiqian closed her eyes and felt the falling kiss, dense and light, like a feather brushing and tightening her palms.

Is it time to rejoice?

Feng Yihan stared at the current An Yiqian, exquisite as if the perfect facial features were carefully carved by hand, willow eyebrows and nose, red cherry mouth, more than five years have worn away her young lady's temper, stubbornly put away, compared with Mo Ziyan, who is silent all day long, and his mouth is a seamless lie, he is really more inclined to An Yiqian.

Chu Chu is pitiful, and An Yiqian's tears have become her biggest contributor to returning to Feng Yihan's side.

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The next day, before the sky cleared, the curtains of the hotel were closed, the gilt carpet was sprinkled with clothes, and the smell of fishy sweetness in the room was still in the air, and it was not difficult to imagine the ripples that had occurred here last night.

The bed on one side stepped down and bounced up, Feng Yihan woke up, and as soon as the people around him were empty, An Yiqian felt a chill, and then opened her sleepy eyes.

She raised her eyes and looked at the shirtless man in front of her.

He sat on the edge of the bed, wearing trousers, and the sound of metal buckles on his belt clashing was especially noticeable in the silence of the room.

An Yiqian sat up with her body propped up, put on the bathrobe on the side of the bed casually, walked to the edge of the bed barefoot, and raised her hand to help Feng Yihan tie the buttons on his shirt while half-kneeling.

"Why don't you sleep more, it's not dawn yet. Feng Yihan rubbed her hair, and her five fingers passed through it, and then it brought her fragrance.

The scent seemed to make him slightly drunk every time.

"I can't sleep, there's still snow on the road, and I'll be slow down when I drive. An Yiqian did not pretentiously entangle Feng Yihan.

She generously gave the man who was still with her last night to enjoy the joy of fish and water to someone else's wedding car.

This is the woman Feng Yihan wants, and she is also working very hard.

Feng Yihan was stunned for a moment, then looked at her and his gaze softened even more, and he held her boneless little hand, "I'll find someone to take you to Xingyue's house in a while, and you and your aunt will live there in the future, don't go to the night." ”

An Yiqian shook her head, "You always make me unsteady like this." ”

"I'm trying to give you as much of a down-to-earth life as possible. ”

"I'm just afraid of you as much as possible, I was used to my father's as much as possible, after he left, I had nothing, if I got used to your best as much as possible, then one day, when I turned my head, you disappeared, I really didn't dare to start over again to learn to live. ”

Feng Yihan's thin lips smiled, and the kiss fell on An Yiqian's forehead, "You can't avoid it after a blow and refuse anything good to you." Obedient to live in with your mother first, the basement is damp, no one takes care of it, and it is easy to fall ill after a long time. ”

An Yiqian stared at his gentle eyes, thought for half a minute, nodded heavily, picked up the tie and tied it seriously.