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She didn't dare to bow her head, she didn't dare to move, her expression remained unchanged, and she waved her hand at him under the cover of the long table.

Qiao Weihuan: Don't be joking at this time.

He Zhengxiao didn't look at her either, he curled the corners of his lips, his eyes were dark, and the folds on his eyelids became more and more profound.

Without saying a word, he pulled her left hand and spread her thin white fingers.

Qiao Weihuan's eyebrows moved slightly, and she couldn't bear to look at it.

Feel the tips of her ring fingers and touch a little cool.

It was distinctly metallic, and it was thin, sliding gently over her fingers and down to the bottom, weighing down her heartbeat.

Qiao Weihuan didn't hold her breath without coming, her mind was in a mess, buzzing and shouting.

She shook her fingertips, folded her thumb to touch something on her ring finger, and followed the thin, sleek outline upward, and touched it for a long time.

The intricate carved patterns slowly appeared under the fingertips, and above the top, the cold and hard water chestnut sharpened her thumb.

…… Rings?

She never thought that He Zhengxiao would give her a ring, and she didn't dare to think about it.

How many statuses is the hostess of Demville? If he wasn't a duke, or if she had a background that could contemplate that position, she would consider the possibilities as well.

It's a pity that she didn't, he was also silent, Qiao Weihuan thought that they had a tacit understanding, not talking about the future, only talking about the present......

Who else was talking, the voice sounded slowly through the microphone at the scene, and Qiao Weihuan couldn't hear it.

Qiao Weihuan's right hand on his knee was tightly clenched into a fist, and it took a lot of effort to keep himself from turning his head.

I wanted to withdraw my left hand, but the man held it and gently put it into his palm.

The palms of one large and one small were tightly pressed together, and the moment the skin touched, they were gently pressed by his palm.

In the hot palm, a little chaotic vibration was clearly perceived by He Zhengxiao.

The woman didn't know how stupid her expression was now, and the smile on the corner of her mouth was as stiff as if it had been engraved, and she would soon be unable to hold back her face.

Fine beads of sweat poured out from the tip of the nose, crystal clear against the light above, folding out a hundred thousand points of dazzling.

Like the ring on her ring finger.

The little hand that was being held moved, with the heavy ring, seemed to be still resisting.

He Zhengxiao clasped her fingers and intertwined them with her ten fingers, firmly restricting her movements.

Just like himself, depriving her of the opportunity to resist, forcefully entering her present, eating away at her senses, making her unable to resist.

So wearing it on the ring finger of her left hand, is what she thinks, he wants to talk about the future?

Why did he suddenly put a ring on her without warning, and deliberately chose this occasion......

Qiao Weihuan suddenly stopped thinking, and looked straight at the scene with dark eyes.

In the grand hall, the people in power looked at them intently from the stage.

Tan Lao and the old man sat in the second row, their old eyes were the same as everyone else's, and the awe-inspiring hope and ardent anticipation were all in sight - for the sake of Mendez, who was about to go down in history.

At that moment, a thousand faces flashed through her mind.

The ugly man who sank to the bottom of the sea, the younger sister who lived in the utopia he built, and the half-crippled Fu Minglang...... And the children she hasn't seen the world before.

There is no such person here, there is no person who has been stirred up by the unpredictable, who has been caught up in a great torrent, and who has become full of holes after crying bitterly.

This is the world after the ladder, a world with power over oneself and others.

Qiao Weihuan raised his eyes and looked at the fixed camera in front of him that slowly turned his head.

Her turbulent mood calmed down a little and she smiled at the camera.

He really knew her, and all the subtle emotions would not escape his eyes. He knows that human ambition is innate, and peels away the illusion of smoothness and smoothness, so that she can see the most upheaval changes. And those things, when you see them, you won't forget them, and you will obediently follow the voice in your heart, step by step.

and Qiao's mother, he tried to make Qiao's mother change her mind and strongly agree that they were together, then she lost even the last reason for refusal.

The scene once again burst into applause, and under the witness of thousands of pairs of eyes, the man gave her the most powerful marriage proposal without saying a word.

hasn't given her a chance to say no yet.

is so domineering, and sees her so thoroughly. Fade away from the expectations of being a woman, and from a purely human point of view, she should accept it.

The opening ceremony ended with a round of applause, but it was only the beginning.

Qiao Weihuan's fingers moved slightly, she had been held for so long, and a layer of hot sweat had quietly appeared in her palm.

He Zhengxiao let go of her hand, and she stood up with the man and stepped down on the stage.

Seeing where she had sat before, there was still no one there, and next to her, Ash was pointing at each other boredly, and his deep sea-like eyes were sharply aimed at He Zhengxiao.

However, He Zhengxiao didn't look at him at all, his tall body paused slightly, and he turned half sideways.

Qiao Weihuan quickened his pace and walked to his side, without throwing off that cold gaze.

Ash moved her fingers, her gaze sliding to the bright color that suddenly appeared on her hand.

…… Opal.

Passed down for 190 years, the ring of the hostess of the House of Demville.

He silently widened his smile, his pale fingers pressed to his lips, and then to the two figures that passed in front of his eyes.

Qiao Weihuan raised his hand and looked at the shining gem on his ring finger.

The tan is an unusually pure gemstone, with a translucent pure texture, and a narrow and clear bright color in the center of the fingers. Ancient patterns decorate the edges, heavy and vicissitudes of classical beauty.

“…… Are you serious? ”

He Zhengxiao didn't stop, lowered his eyes slightly, and asked her in a low voice, "Do you think so?" ”

Qiao Weihuan was speechless.

She silently put down her hand and sat down with He Zhengxiao.

After sitting for several hours from morning to night, coming out of the Expo Park, Qiao Weihuan's whole body was stiff, and he almost forgot how to walk.

After the end, He Zhengxiao and the prime minister had a few brief words.

When I came out, I happened to be with Tan Lao and them, so I inevitably had to say a few words of greetings.

Until he saw Maybach from afar, Qiao Weihuan felt a sense of liberation.

Uncle Zhong stood beside the car and opened the door for them, she got into the car first, and then the man stepped into the car with long legs and sat down calmly.

The car started and slowly drove out of the Expo Park and onto the wide, straight road.

Neither of the two people in the back seat spoke, He Zhengxiao flipped over his hand, his long fingers kept tapping, obviously busy, and the crisp keyboard sound was endless.

Qiao Weihuan raised his eyes and looked at his handsome side face, resolute nose, deep as the sea, and the charm that only a serious man has.

She leaned over and raised her hand to press the baffle switch.

The peculiar fragrance of the woman wafted over, and the small face squeezed into his lowered vision.

"I'm still curious what you told my mom."

…… If you don't hit your head and bleed, you won't die.

He Zhengxiao put his hand on the saddle, put his big hand around her waist, and brought the person to sit on his lap.

"She's telling the truth, don't you believe it?"

The legs were hard and tight, which made Qiao Weihuan uncomfortable, she adjusted her sitting posture and raised her hand to wrap her arms around the man's slender neck, "I definitely don't believe it, the attitude has become too fast, you didn't say anything, my mother will be like this?" ”

Hearing the man's breathing become heavier by two minutes, and his gloomy gaze was pressed down, Qiao Weihuan frowned, "What's wrong?" Pressed on you? Then I'll go down. ”

Just moved his calf, and was held down by He Zhengxiao's big hand, "Don't move." ”

Qiao Weihuan was stunned, listening to his voice mixed with a little dumbness, he quickly reacted and stopped moving.

His chin was pinched by his long fingers, and he pulled her face, and Qiao Weihuan licked her lips unconsciously in those dark eyes.

The night under He Zhengxiao's eyes darkened for a moment, and the tip of his nose touched hers, "Huanhuan, you did it on purpose, huh?" ”

The carriage was full of strong hormones on men, and Qiao Weihuan turned her face under a lot of pressure, "No, you think too much." ”

He Zhengxiao stared at the light red that crept out of her eyes, and laughed hoarsely, his arms tightened tighter, "It's been a month." ”

Qiao Weihuan's old face flushed, and she understood what he said.

…… It's all like this, how can you still feel embarrassed.

Or is it because you just put on the ring that you care about these things?

No, he hasn't answered yet.

Qiao Weihuan pushed the man away a little and forcibly turned the topic back, "Don't try to perfunctory me again." ”

He Zhengxiao's long fingers moved slightly, and he pinched her tight waist, "Equivalent exchange." ”

Qiao Weihuan half-drooped her eyelids and disdainfully, "You came to this trick last time, and I will be fooled this time?" ”

He Zhengxiao laughed lowly, raised his arm and pillowed it, "There is not necessarily a return if there is a pay, and there must be no result if there is no pay." ”

“……”

Qiao Weihuan had to admit that he was right.

Her little bit of caution, compared with He Zhengxiao, is not enough to see at all.

…… He's tall, and he's in charge.

Qiao Weihuan put her knees on the saddle, changed her position and sat on him, put her hands on his broad shoulders, and said very seriously: "If you play me again this time, I will ......"

She thought about it carefully, as if it was useless for her to threaten, so she had to say, "I take the ring off?" ”

There is also a question mark......

He Zhengxiao's eyebrows moved slightly, and the hand holding her waist went down, patting it lightly and heavily, "You say it again?" ”

Qiao Weihuan was directly stunned by him, and covered his left buttocks in disbelief, "...... Where do you hit? ”

As soon as she finished speaking, she was beaten on the other side.

"I don't want to be punished for saying the wrong thing, it's not that good." The man's calm voice was moody: "You also fight less." ”

Strictly speaking, He Zhengxiao's hand strength is not big at all, it is better to say that he is fighting, it is better to say that he is ......

The place was hot, as if it had been directly touched and the blood was not smooth.

Qiao Weihuan's face was full of red, and her lips opened and closed, so shocked that she couldn't speak.

She slipped off He Zhengxiao's leg in a little panic, and then he suddenly grabbed her calf and dragged her back mercilessly.

He Zhengxiao leaned over, his forearms supported the saddle, his warm chest pressed against her back, his long fingers brushed away her long hair that was scattered over his shoulders, and a hot kiss fell on the back of her neck, "What are you running, don't want to hear it, huh?" ”

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Remember for a second No pop-ups

She didn't dare to bow her head, she didn't dare to move, her expression remained unchanged, and she waved her hand at him under the cover of the long table.

Qiao Weihuan: Don't be joking at this time.

He Zhengxiao didn't look at her either, he curled the corners of his lips, his eyes were dark, and the folds on his eyelids became more and more profound.

Without saying a word, he pulled her left hand and spread her thin white fingers.

Qiao Weihuan's eyebrows moved slightly, and she couldn't bear to look at it.

Feel the tips of her ring fingers and touch a little cool.

It was distinctly metallic, and it was thin, sliding gently over her fingers and down to the bottom, weighing down her heartbeat.

Qiao Weihuan didn't hold her breath without coming, her mind was in a mess, buzzing and shouting.

She shook her fingertips, folded her thumb to touch something on her ring finger, and followed the thin, sleek outline upward, and touched it for a long time.

The intricate carved patterns slowly appeared under the fingertips, and above the top, the cold and hard water chestnut sharpened her thumb.

…… Rings?

She never thought that He Zhengxiao would give her a ring, and she didn't dare to think about it.

How many statuses is the hostess of Demville? If he wasn't a duke, or if she had a background that could contemplate that position, she would consider the possibilities as well.

It's a pity that she didn't, he was also silent, Qiao Weihuan thought that they had a tacit understanding, not talking about the future, only talking about the present......

Who else was talking, the voice sounded slowly through the microphone at the scene, and Qiao Weihuan couldn't hear it.

Qiao Weihuan's right hand on his knee was tightly clenched into a fist, and it took a lot of effort to keep himself from turning his head.

I wanted to withdraw my left hand, but the man held it and gently put it into his palm.

The palms of one large and one small were tightly pressed together, and the moment the skin touched, they were gently pressed by his palm.

In the hot palm, a little chaotic vibration was clearly perceived by He Zhengxiao.

The woman didn't know how stupid her expression was now, and the smile on the corner of her mouth was as stiff as if it had been engraved, and she would soon be unable to hold back her face.

Fine beads of sweat poured out from the tip of the nose, crystal clear against the light above, folding out a hundred thousand points of dazzling.

Like the ring on her ring finger.

The little hand that was being held moved, with the heavy ring, seemed to be still resisting.

He Zhengxiao clasped her fingers and intertwined them with her ten fingers, firmly restricting her movements.

Just like himself, depriving her of the opportunity to resist, forcefully entering her present, eating away at her senses, making her unable to resist.

So wearing it on the ring finger of her left hand, is what she thinks, he wants to talk about the future?

Why did he suddenly put a ring on her without warning, and deliberately chose this occasion......

Qiao Weihuan suddenly stopped thinking, and looked straight at the scene with dark eyes.

In the grand hall, the people in power looked at them intently from the stage.

Tan Lao and the old man sat in the second row, their old eyes were the same as everyone else's, and the awe-inspiring hope and ardent anticipation were all in sight - for the sake of Mendez, who was about to go down in history.

At that moment, a thousand faces flashed through her mind.

The ugly man who sank to the bottom of the sea, the younger sister who lived in the utopia he built, and the half-crippled Fu Minglang...... And the children she hasn't seen the world before.

There is no such person here, there is no person who has been stirred up by the unpredictable, who has been caught up in a great torrent, and who has become full of holes after crying bitterly.

This is the world after the ladder, a world with power over oneself and others.

Qiao Weihuan raised his eyes and looked at the fixed camera in front of him that slowly turned his head.

Her turbulent mood calmed down a little and she smiled at the camera.

He really knew her, and all the subtle emotions would not escape his eyes. He knows that human ambition is innate, and peels away the illusion of smoothness and smoothness, so that she can see the most upheaval changes. And those things, when you see them, you won't forget them, and you will obediently follow the voice in your heart, step by step.

and Qiao's mother, he tried to make Qiao's mother change her mind and strongly agree that they were together, then she lost even the last reason for refusal.

The scene once again burst into applause, and under the witness of thousands of pairs of eyes, the man gave her the most powerful marriage proposal without saying a word.

hasn't given her a chance to say no yet.

is so domineering, and sees her so thoroughly. Fade away from the expectations of being a woman, and from a purely human point of view, she should accept it.

The opening ceremony ended with a round of applause, but it was only the beginning.

Qiao Weihuan's fingers moved slightly, she had been held for so long, and a layer of hot sweat had quietly appeared in her palm.

He Zhengxiao let go of her hand, and she stood up with the man and stepped down on the stage.

Seeing where she had sat before, there was still no one there, and next to her, Ash was pointing at each other boredly, and his deep sea-like eyes were sharply aimed at He Zhengxiao.

However, He Zhengxiao didn't look at him at all, his tall body paused slightly, and he turned half sideways.

Qiao Weihuan quickened his pace and walked to his side, without throwing off that cold gaze.

Ash moved her fingers, her gaze sliding to the bright color that suddenly appeared on her hand.

…… Opal.

Passed down for 190 years, the ring of the hostess of the House of Demville.

He silently widened his smile, his pale fingers pressed to his lips, and then to the two figures that passed in front of his eyes.

Qiao Weihuan raised his hand and looked at the shining gem on his ring finger.

The tan is an unusually pure gemstone, with a translucent pure texture, and a narrow and clear bright color in the center of the fingers. Ancient patterns decorate the edges, heavy and vicissitudes of classical beauty.

“…… Are you serious? ”

He Zhengxiao didn't stop, lowered his eyes slightly, and asked her in a low voice, "Do you think so?" ”

Qiao Weihuan was speechless.

She silently put down her hand and sat down with He Zhengxiao.

After sitting for several hours from morning to night, coming out of the Expo Park, Qiao Weihuan's whole body was stiff, and he almost forgot how to walk.

After the end, He Zhengxiao and the prime minister had a few brief words.

When I came out, I happened to be with Tan Lao and them, so I inevitably had to say a few words of greetings.

Until he saw Maybach from afar, Qiao Weihuan felt a sense of liberation.

Uncle Zhong stood beside the car and opened the door for them, she got into the car first, and then the man stepped into the car with long legs and sat down calmly.

The car started and slowly drove out of the Expo Park and onto the wide, straight road.

Neither of the two people in the back seat spoke, He Zhengxiao flipped over his hand, his long fingers kept tapping, obviously busy, and the crisp keyboard sound was endless.

Qiao Weihuan raised his eyes and looked at his handsome side face, resolute nose, deep as the sea, and the charm that only a serious man has.

She leaned over and raised her hand to press the baffle switch.

The peculiar fragrance of the woman wafted over, and the small face squeezed into his lowered vision.

"I'm still curious what you told my mom."

…… If you don't hit your head and bleed, you won't die.

He Zhengxiao put his hand on the saddle, put his big hand around her waist, and brought the person to sit on his lap.

"She's telling the truth, don't you believe it?"

The legs were hard and tight, which made Qiao Weihuan uncomfortable, she adjusted her sitting posture and raised her hand to wrap her arms around the man's slender neck, "I definitely don't believe it, the attitude has become too fast, you didn't say anything, my mother will be like this?" ”

Hearing the man's breathing become heavier by two minutes, and his gloomy gaze was pressed down, Qiao Weihuan frowned, "What's wrong?" Pressed on you? Then I'll go down. ”

Just moved his calf, and was held down by He Zhengxiao's big hand, "Don't move." ”

Qiao Weihuan was stunned, listening to his voice mixed with a little dumbness, he quickly reacted and stopped moving.

His chin was pinched by his long fingers, and he pulled her face, and Qiao Weihuan licked her lips unconsciously in those dark eyes.

The night under He Zhengxiao's eyes darkened for a moment, and the tip of his nose touched hers, "Huanhuan, you did it on purpose, huh?" ”

The carriage was full of strong hormones on men, and Qiao Weihuan turned her face under a lot of pressure, "No, you think too much." ”

He Zhengxiao stared at the light red that crept out of her eyes, and laughed hoarsely, his arms tightened tighter, "It's been a month." ”

Qiao Weihuan's old face flushed, and she understood what he said.

…… It's all like this, how can you still feel embarrassed.

Or is it because you just put on the ring that you care about these things?

No, he hasn't answered yet.

Qiao Weihuan pushed the man away a little and forcibly turned the topic back, "Don't try to perfunctory me again." ”

He Zhengxiao's long fingers moved slightly, and he pinched her tight waist, "Equivalent exchange." ”

Qiao Weihuan half-drooped her eyelids and disdainfully, "You came to this trick last time, and I will be fooled this time?" ”

He Zhengxiao laughed lowly, raised his arm and pillowed it, "There is not necessarily a return if there is a pay, and there must be no result if there is no pay." ”

“……”

Qiao Weihuan had to admit that he was right.

Her little bit of caution, compared with He Zhengxiao, is not enough to see at all.

…… He's tall, and he's in charge.

Qiao Weihuan put her knees on the saddle, changed her position and sat on him, put her hands on his broad shoulders, and said very seriously: "If you play me again this time, I will ......"

She thought about it carefully, as if it was useless for her to threaten, so she had to say, "I take the ring off?" ”

There is also a question mark......

He Zhengxiao's eyebrows moved slightly, and the hand holding her waist went down, patting it lightly and heavily, "You say it again?" ”

Qiao Weihuan was directly stunned by him, and covered his left buttocks in disbelief, "...... Where do you hit? ”

As soon as she finished speaking, she was beaten on the other side.

"I don't want to be punished for saying the wrong thing, it's not that good." The man's calm voice was moody: "You also fight less." ”

Strictly speaking, He Zhengxiao's hand strength is not big at all, it is better to say that he is fighting, it is better to say that he is ......

The place was hot, as if it had been directly touched and the blood was not smooth.

Qiao Weihuan's face was full of red, and her lips opened and closed, so shocked that she couldn't speak.

She slipped off He Zhengxiao's leg in a little panic, and then he suddenly grabbed her calf and dragged her back mercilessly.

He Zhengxiao leaned over, his forearms supported the saddle, his warm chest pressed against her back, his long fingers brushed away her long hair that was scattered over his shoulders, and a hot kiss fell on the back of her neck, "What are you running, don't want to hear it, huh?" ”

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