Leng Xin'er admitted that she was really about to be tortured and crazy, and now her situation is back to the past, she is anxious, and what is even more angry is that there is no telephone in the house.

How can I be in the mood to eat, I have been standing in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows on the second floor all day long, looking blankly into the distance, watching the most rayed ray of sunshine, also hidden on the blue horizon, and the mood is like the bottom.

The sound of a car horn, from far and near, suddenly woke up her thoughts, and she put her little hands on the glass window in a panic, looked down at the huge parking lot below, and saw that Yan Lie's silver Rolls-Royce had returned, and nervously ran back to the room and locked the door.

After a while, there was no knocking on the door, but the door was naturally opened from the outside, and what could have prevented him from entering, this was his home.

Leng Xin'er must have forgotten this.

Closed his lips tightly, curled up in the sofa with a solemn face, his long hair as thick as a waterfall, scattered on both sides at will, under the long eyelashes, a pair of big empty eyes, staring at the door in fear, like a imprisoned bird, lonely and afraid!

Such a situation made Yan Lie, who had just walked in, inexplicably angry, "You locked the door? Didn't want me in. As she spoke, the amber eagle's eyes swept across her little face like a cold blade, making her heart feel like ashes.

Clear eyes, revealing despair, weakly asked, "Is it okay to let me go back?" I don't want to get married here, please promise me, is that okay? ”

Yan Lie sat down beside her, forcibly took her into his arms, forced her cheek to rest on his strong chest, and said to her gently, "You know my answer, everything has been arranged, and the wedding is tomorrow." After speaking, he lowered his head, kissed her hair, and continued, "Zhilu Dao, you don't like extravagance, don't hold a ceremony, just simply register." ”

Registration, no ceremony.

Leng Xin'er drew a big question mark in her mind.

For a person like Yan Lie, it is also a difficult decision to get married without holding a wedding.

It seems that there is really no escape this time.

"For you." Yan Lie said, took out a very delicate black velvet box from his body, and gently opened it with his hand, and a Martinflyer wedding ring the size of a pigeon's egg appeared in front of him in an instant.

Leng Xin'er was dazzling for a while, and the ring in the box flashed with brilliant light, extremely luxurious and extravagant. The entire ring is made of platinum and diamonds to form a lingering shape, once seen in a top fashion magazine, the only one in the world, symbolizing the eternal union of marriage.

One and only.

In shock, Yan Lie had already grabbed her left hand, carefully clamped it on her ring finger, looked at it appreciatively, nodded with satisfaction, and then kissed her finger affectionately, as if deliberately suppressing some kind of strange emotion, her voice trembled slightly, "You are my woman, you are my unique." ”

Any woman should be overjoyed and happy when she hears this, but Leng Xin'er feels that her whole body is getting colder and colder, as if she has fallen into an ice cave for thousands of years.