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He Zhengxiao patted her on the back, "Ready to go to York." ”

Qiao Weihuan was a little stunned, and there was no chance to object, so he was stuffed into the car without a trace, and the whole process was wondering if it was someone who tirelessly came to visit the manor, which made He Zhengxiao feel impatient. may also have lost the title, He Zhengxiao is still a little concerned.

Thinking about it from another angle, if she has been fused into her blood since she was born, and now she has been stripped alive, it is difficult not to mind no matter how broad her mind is.

It's good to go out for a walk, it's clean and relaxing.

Qiao Weihuan relieved herself, put He Zhengxiao's long legs on her generous pillow, and turned her head to call Han Yirou, "Meat, I'll go to York, and it may take a few days to come back." ”

Over there, Han Yirou paused, and was about to ask why, when a deep male voice came from the earpiece: "Two days." ”

Qiao Weihuan turned his gaze, "Just two days?" ”

"You want to stay longer?"

"No, I thought it would be a long time to go......"

Han Yirou listened to them start a conversation, held back for a long time, and didn't interject.

It happened that Fu Minglang passed by the wide open door and saw that she was stunned, "Sister Han, why is the door open?" ”

Han Yirou hung up the phone in a complicated mood, his chest was sweet and sour, soft and painful, and it was difficult to describe in a few words.

In the carriage, Qiao Weihuan watched his phone go black, "Why did you hang up?" ”

He Zhengxiao lowered his eyes slightly, took the phone from her hand, put it in her coat pocket, and put his long fingers on her eyelashes, "If you are sleepy, you will sleep for a while." ”

"Not very sleepy." Qiao Weihuan pulled down his fingers and stared at the man's resolute jaw, "You are a patient, you should rest more." ”

The corners of Uncle Zhong's eyes twitched, and he said in his heart that the young lady was still pillowed on the young master's lap, and he was really treated as a patient?

This is not to blame Qiao Weihuan, He Zhengxiao can't find half of the haggard that a patient should have, his eyebrows are still deep, his shoulders are still broad, and the thrilling knife edge is covered by gauze and a straight shirt, no matter how she looks at it, it is the kind she likes.

Even if she is half-paralyzed, she still likes it.

Qiao Weihuan couldn't help it, and reached out to He Zhengxiao's stiff short hair, "I want to let ...... Mrs. Xu was acquitted. ”

Her hands were soft, and her white fingers and short black hair rubbed against each other, and the touch was very comfortable.

He Zhengxiao half-closed his eyes, took her other hand, put it to his lips and touched it, "Yes." ”

After all, there is still a layer of relationship, no matter how you say it, it is impossible for Qiao Weihuan to watch Mrs. Xu squatting in prison. But no matter how much she has, I'm afraid she won't be able to do it.

At the beginning, Mrs. Xu said that He Zhengxiao promised her one thing, so it could be regarded as He Zhengxiao's fulfillment of his promise.

From Manchester to York, it only took a little more than an hour.

The car stopped outside the exquisite and classical building, and there were servants waiting outside, bowing their heads respectfully: "Sir, madam." ”

Qiao Weihuan got out of the car first, followed quickly to the other side, and bent down with his back to the carriage, "Patient, I'll carry you." ”

Her pix-haha energy is sometimes very itchy. I just want to grab her tail and watch her blow up and smooth it out.

To put it simply, it is very bullied.

He Zhengxiao chuckled, stepped out of the carriage with long legs, wrapped his arms around her waist, and exerted a slight force, "Isn't it too much to clean up, huh?" ”

Qiao Weihuan felt that He Zhengxiao was going to pick her up, for fear that he would move too much and pull the wound, so he quickly straightened up and ran away.

Uncle Zhong next to him followed up with the stitches, "Young master, London has begun." ”

He Zhengxiao's long fingers brushed the collar of his coat, and his dark eyes followed the thin shadow into the house, "Don't worry, let the Conservatives/Party and the Labor/Party shut up." ”

Qiao Weihuan followed the maid to the bedroom, looked up and down the new environment, and felt that this place was quite suitable for vacation. She closed the door and pulled a small delicate box from her bag and put it in her coat pocket. Touching the phone with her fingertips, she thought about it, simply put the phone on the table, and didn't take it with her again.

The moment the door was closed, the phone began to vibrate, and the name displayed on the screen that lit up was "Lisi".

Lisi, who was far away in London, was very flustered at the moment, and just wanted to talk to Qiao Weihuan. She circled down the hallway, waiting for a long time to respond, so Lisi hung up and went back with her skirt.

The hall was bustling with people, and the queen sat calmly in the first place, and when she saw Lisi coming back, she beckoned to her kindly: "Lisi." ”

The room was full of people looking at Lisi, including her brother, and her brother's same-sex/lover.

Lisi exhaled, and in her beautiful eyes, the clear purity gradually spread, revealing an awe-inspiring firmness.

……

Qiao Weihuan went downstairs, He Zhengxiao was standing sideways by the door, lowered his eyes and looked at his watch, raised his eyes and asked her, "Where do you want to go?" ”

"I'm going to go to York Minster here, right?" She put one hand on the man's arm and the other in her pocket, "Otherwise, you can go somewhere else, I haven't been here, listen to you." ”

York Minster, also known as St. Petersburg Cathedral, is the largest surviving medieval church in Europe and one of the locations where Harry Potter was filmed. Qiao Weihuan is not a Harry fan, and he feels that He Zhengxiao's body is probably not suitable for sports, and it seems that there is no need to climb the walls of York and go shopping.

But when it comes to going to church, it seems easy to get into reverie.

He Zhengxiao didn't seem to notice her thoughts, "Then go to Shember first." ”

Qiao Weihuan glanced at him: "There are a lot of people." ”

The long fingers pinched the tip of her nose and flicked their fingers on her forehead, "Didn't listen to me?" ”

In the end, I went to Shember, and I walked around the neighborhood.

It's not the tourist season, there are few people on the streets, the weather is getting colder, and locals are reluctant to hang out.

Occasionally, passers-by see a pair with obvious and bright skin tones, and they can't help but take a few more looks.

Qiao Weihuan saw the streets that spanned centuries, and she didn't feel much emotion and amazement, but she just felt that it was good to go anywhere with someone by her side.

When I left Shember, the car stopped outside York Minster.

Qiao Weihuan looked up at the magnificent Gothic building, and felt the shocking power from the depth and solemnity of the history that rushed to his face.

He Zhengxiao pulled up a strand of broken hair in her ear for her, and asked her in a low and long voice: "Don't go in?" ”

Qiao Weihuan's ears itched, and he took his hand and entered the church.

There was basically no one in the church, Qiao Weihuan's footsteps were very light, and the sound of footsteps inevitably echoed in the empty and silent corridor.

The cathedral that has withstood the baptism of time, the colorful glass windows, the sculptures with deep knife marks, and the sound of breathing......

The fingers were grasped, Qiao Weihuan lowered his head and saw the ten fingers intertwined.

Time slows down here, as if they will be a timeless part of the place.

Qiao Weihuan smiled slowly, glanced at He Zhengxiao, and let go of her hand.

He Zhengxiao's footsteps paused slightly, saw her stand on the podium quickly, turned around her back, and asked him gently: "Mr. Stuart Demwell, no matter health, illness, poverty, wealth, pain, or happiness, are you willing to never abandon Qiao Weihuan and love her for the rest of your life?" ”

This set of oaths is not very standard, she may not have thought too much, and there is a little narrow sparkle in her dark eyes.

But there was natural light from the outside, falling through the open window, and streamers of different shades were shining on her.

He Zhengxiao slowly put one hand into the pocket of his trousers, and his long straight legs stepped away without hurrying.

"It's too late if you don't want to."

is also said that they have received their marriage certificates.

Qiao Weihuan coughed lightly, and scraped her index finger against her cheek, "I'm embarrassed that you are like this, and I can't cooperate with ......?"

"I do."

The three words that are neither light nor heavy interrupted Qiao Weihuan's words.

The mellow voice of the deep voice hovers in every corner of the church and lingers for a long time.

“…… Then I'll continue. Qiao Weihuan's inexplicable heartbeat missed a beat, she lowered her head and touched her pocket, took out the small box from it, opened it and handed it over, "Now I announce in the name of God that you have officially become husband and wife, and you can exchange cufflinks." ”

He Zhengxiao: "......"

He laughed irrepressibly, his deep eyebrows stretched, the dark night under his eyes, and the softness of the fine layers unexpectedly floated.

"Huanhuan." He Zhengxiao slowly took off his gloves, and slowly handed his long fingers to her, "Let's get married." ”

Qiao Weihuan's fingers trembled slightly, and the box in his hand slid down.

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He Zhengxiao patted her on the back, "Ready to go to York." ”

Qiao Weihuan was a little stunned, and there was no chance to object, so he was stuffed into the car without a trace, and the whole process was wondering if it was someone who tirelessly came to visit the manor, which made He Zhengxiao feel impatient. may also have lost the title, He Zhengxiao is still a little concerned.

Thinking about it from another angle, if she has been fused into her blood since she was born, and now she has been stripped alive, it is difficult not to mind no matter how broad her mind is.

It's good to go out for a walk, it's clean and relaxing.

Qiao Weihuan relieved herself, put He Zhengxiao's long legs on her generous pillow, and turned her head to call Han Yirou, "Meat, I'll go to York, and it may take a few days to come back." ”

Over there, Han Yirou paused, and was about to ask why, when a deep male voice came from the earpiece: "Two days." ”

Qiao Weihuan turned his gaze, "Just two days?" ”

"You want to stay longer?"

"No, I thought it would be a long time to go......"

Han Yirou listened to them start a conversation, held back for a long time, and didn't interject.

It happened that Fu Minglang passed by the wide open door and saw that she was stunned, "Sister Han, why is the door open?" ”

Han Yirou hung up the phone in a complicated mood, his chest was sweet and sour, soft and painful, and it was difficult to describe in a few words.

In the carriage, Qiao Weihuan watched his phone go black, "Why did you hang up?" ”

He Zhengxiao lowered his eyes slightly, took the phone from her hand, put it in her coat pocket, and put his long fingers on her eyelashes, "If you are sleepy, you will sleep for a while." ”

"Not very sleepy." Qiao Weihuan pulled down his fingers and stared at the man's resolute jaw, "You are a patient, you should rest more." ”

The corners of Uncle Zhong's eyes twitched, and he said in his heart that the young lady was still pillowed on the young master's lap, and he was really treated as a patient?

This is not to blame Qiao Weihuan, He Zhengxiao can't find half of the haggard that a patient should have, his eyebrows are still deep, his shoulders are still broad, and the thrilling knife edge is covered by gauze and a straight shirt, no matter how she looks at it, it is the kind she likes.

Even if she is half-paralyzed, she still likes it.

Qiao Weihuan couldn't help it, and reached out to He Zhengxiao's stiff short hair, "I want to let ...... Mrs. Xu was acquitted. ”

Her hands were soft, and her white fingers and short black hair rubbed against each other, and the touch was very comfortable.

He Zhengxiao half-closed his eyes, took her other hand, put it to his lips and touched it, "Yes." ”

After all, there is still a layer of relationship, no matter how you say it, it is impossible for Qiao Weihuan to watch Mrs. Xu squatting in prison. But no matter how much she has, I'm afraid she won't be able to do it.

At the beginning, Mrs. Xu said that He Zhengxiao promised her one thing, so it could be regarded as He Zhengxiao's fulfillment of his promise.

From Manchester to York, it only took a little more than an hour.

The car stopped outside the exquisite and classical building, and there were servants waiting outside, bowing their heads respectfully: "Sir, madam." ”

Qiao Weihuan got out of the car first, followed quickly to the other side, and bent down with his back to the carriage, "Patient, I'll carry you." ”

Her pix-haha energy is sometimes very itchy. I just want to grab her tail and watch her blow up and smooth it out.

To put it simply, it is very bullied.

He Zhengxiao chuckled, stepped out of the carriage with long legs, wrapped his arms around her waist, and exerted a slight force, "Isn't it too much to clean up, huh?" ”

Qiao Weihuan felt that He Zhengxiao was going to pick her up, for fear that he would move too much and pull the wound, so he quickly straightened up and ran away.

Uncle Zhong next to him followed up with the stitches, "Young master, London has begun." ”

He Zhengxiao's long fingers brushed the collar of his coat, and his dark eyes followed the thin shadow into the house, "Don't worry, let the Conservatives/Party and the Labor/Party shut up." ”

Qiao Weihuan followed the maid to the bedroom, looked up and down the new environment, and felt that this place was quite suitable for vacation. She closed the door and pulled a small delicate box from her bag and put it in her coat pocket. Touching the phone with her fingertips, she thought about it, simply put the phone on the table, and didn't take it with her again.

The moment the door was closed, the phone began to vibrate, and the name displayed on the screen that lit up was "Lisi".

Lisi, who was far away in London, was very flustered at the moment, and just wanted to talk to Qiao Weihuan. She circled down the hallway, waiting for a long time to respond, so Lisi hung up and went back with her skirt.

The hall was bustling with people, and the queen sat calmly in the first place, and when she saw Lisi coming back, she beckoned to her kindly: "Lisi." ”

The room was full of people looking at Lisi, including her brother, and her brother's same-sex/lover.

Lisi exhaled, and in her beautiful eyes, the clear purity gradually spread, revealing an awe-inspiring firmness.

……

Qiao Weihuan went downstairs, He Zhengxiao was standing sideways by the door, lowered his eyes and looked at his watch, raised his eyes and asked her, "Where do you want to go?" ”

"I'm going to go to York Minster here, right?" She put one hand on the man's arm and the other in her pocket, "Otherwise, you can go somewhere else, I haven't been here, listen to you." ”

York Minster, also known as St. Petersburg Cathedral, is the largest surviving medieval church in Europe and one of the locations where Harry Potter was filmed. Qiao Weihuan is not a Harry fan, and he feels that He Zhengxiao's body is probably not suitable for sports, and it seems that there is no need to climb the walls of York and go shopping.

But when it comes to going to church, it seems easy to get into reverie.

He Zhengxiao didn't seem to notice her thoughts, "Then go to Shember first." ”

Qiao Weihuan glanced at him: "There are a lot of people." ”

The long fingers pinched the tip of her nose and flicked their fingers on her forehead, "Didn't listen to me?" ”

In the end, I went to Shember, and I walked around the neighborhood.

It's not the tourist season, there are few people on the streets, the weather is getting colder, and locals are reluctant to hang out.

Occasionally, passers-by see a pair with obvious and bright skin tones, and they can't help but take a few more looks.

Qiao Weihuan saw the streets that spanned centuries, and she didn't feel much emotion and amazement, but she just felt that it was good to go anywhere with someone by her side.

When I left Shember, the car stopped outside York Minster.

Qiao Weihuan looked up at the magnificent Gothic building, and felt the shocking power from the depth and solemnity of the history that rushed to his face.

He Zhengxiao pulled up a strand of broken hair in her ear for her, and asked her in a low and long voice: "Don't go in?" ”

Qiao Weihuan's ears itched, and he took his hand and entered the church.

There was basically no one in the church, Qiao Weihuan's footsteps were very light, and the sound of footsteps inevitably echoed in the empty and silent corridor.

The cathedral that has withstood the baptism of time, the colorful glass windows, the sculptures with deep knife marks, and the sound of breathing......

The fingers were grasped, Qiao Weihuan lowered his head and saw the ten fingers intertwined.

Time slows down here, as if they will be a timeless part of the place.

Qiao Weihuan smiled slowly, glanced at He Zhengxiao, and let go of her hand.

He Zhengxiao's footsteps paused slightly, saw her stand on the podium quickly, turned around her back, and asked him gently: "Mr. Stuart Demwell, no matter health, illness, poverty, wealth, pain, or happiness, are you willing to never abandon Qiao Weihuan and love her for the rest of your life?" ”

This set of oaths is not very standard, she may not have thought too much, and there is a little narrow sparkle in her dark eyes.

But there was natural light from the outside, falling through the open window, and streamers of different shades were shining on her.

He Zhengxiao slowly put one hand into the pocket of his trousers, and his long straight legs stepped away without hurrying.

"It's too late if you don't want to."

is also said that they have received their marriage certificates.

Qiao Weihuan coughed lightly, and scraped her index finger against her cheek, "I'm embarrassed that you are like this, and I can't cooperate with ......?"

"I do."

The three words that are neither light nor heavy interrupted Qiao Weihuan's words.

The mellow voice of the deep voice hovers in every corner of the church and lingers for a long time.

“…… Then I'll continue. Qiao Weihuan's inexplicable heartbeat missed a beat, she lowered her head and touched her pocket, took out the small box from it, opened it and handed it over, "Now I announce in the name of God that you have officially become husband and wife, and you can exchange cufflinks." ”

He Zhengxiao: "......"

He laughed irrepressibly, his deep eyebrows stretched, the dark night under his eyes, and the softness of the fine layers unexpectedly floated.

"Huanhuan." He Zhengxiao slowly took off his gloves, and slowly handed his long fingers to her, "Let's get married." ”

Qiao Weihuan's fingers trembled slightly, and the box in his hand slid down.

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