She has a graceful figure, and the wedding dress fits well, wrapping her figure, and the exquisite curves are vividly displayed!

I have to say that the way she looks in a wedding dress is really beautiful.

Jiang Yaojing walked in, he stood at the door, against the light, "I heard that something happened to your company, and in order to get married, the company's affairs are gone?" ”

Hearing the voice, Song Yunyun turned her head to look over.

Jiang Yaojing's appearance was quite surprising to her.

She had an appropriate smile on her face, bright and dazzling, "Gu Huai has money, even if the company fails, he can afford to support me." ”

Jiang Yaojing's face turned cold irrepressibly, and it became more and more ugly.

The air around me was a few degrees cold in an instant.

"Song Yunyun, do you really like you? Don't forget, you're a married woman, and you've slept with me......"

"Jiang Yaojing!" Song Yunyun interrupted him sharply.

"What, this can't hold your breath?" Jiang Yaojing stretched out his hand to her, "It's still too late to come with me." ”

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Song Yunyun laughed angrily, "Jiang Yaojing, I remember that you said that you wanted to divorce me, and our divorce certificate was indeed done, and don't you already have Yang Qianqian now?" If you come to me, you're not afraid that she will be jealous? By the way, I heard that you gave her all your most precious things, it seems that you really like her, congratulations, you found someone you like so much. ”

"I'm just returning things to their rightful owners." He explained, almost subconsciously.

Song Yunyun raised her eyebrows lightly, "Your precious things turned out to be hers, it seems that you have a good relationship." ”

Jiang Yaojing pursed his lips, he couldn't deny it.

After all, it was the one who saved him when he was a child.

Otherwise, he wouldn't have arranged a job for her because of Old Man Jiang.

"My husband will be coming to pick me up soon, you can leave quickly." Song Yunyun was originally tired, but because Jiang Yaojing was there, she was full of joy.

Jiang Yaojing's hand was handed forward again, and his tone was heavier, "Follow me." ”

Song Yunyun slapped his hand away unceremoniously, "I want to get married, I'm looking for my Gu Huai, you look for your Yang Qianqian, our well water doesn't interfere with river water, no one should recruit anyone!" ”

"I'm going to offend your river with the water of this well." As his words fell, he stepped forward and wrapped around Song Yunyun's waist, and pulled the person into his arms with a strong hook, he imprisoned her tightly, he greedily admired her beautiful face, "Song Yunyun, you must marry?" ”

"Yes, I must get married!"

As she spoke, she turned her head, her curly eyelashes scraped across his cheek, and she fanned him lightly twice, "If you're here to bless me, I'm welcome, if you're here to humiliate me, then please go back." ”

"Mr. Jiang!"

At the door, Gu Huai was wearing a suit and leather shoes, and walked in, smiling, "You are holding my bride, but it is very rude?" Mr. Jiang is also a figure with a head and a face, so he is not afraid of being gossiped? ”

Jiang Yaojing didn't let go of Song Yunyun's hand around her waist became tighter and tighter, and he leaned into Song Yunyun's ear, "Do you really want to marry him?" ”

"Yes!" Song Yunyun pushed him away hard.

Jiang Yaojing took a step back in embarrassment, seemingly calm, but in fact he forcibly suppressed his anger, "Don't regret it?" ”

Song Yunyun raised her head, "No...... No regrets. ”

Although it was forced, thinking that Jiang Yaojing had a relationship with Yang Qianqian so quickly, my heart was very responsive.

He can go to a woman, why can't she get married?

Although there is an element of anger, it is not impulsive.

She really couldn't stand Jiang Yaojing and Yang Qianqian.

"Jiang Yaojing, I will make you regret it." Song Yunyun straightened the wedding dress that was not messy lightly.

Jiang Yaojing, who was troubled by self-esteem, refused to give in, "I regret it? ”

"Yes."

Song Yunyun is categorical.

"Song Yunyun, are you dreaming? There are many women. After saying that, he turned and strode out, and if he looked closely, he would find that the green tendons on his forehead were beating suddenly.