Chinese Fu Tingyuan raised his hand and pressed her head, "Don't think nonsense." ”

Luo Nanchu closed his eyes a little weakly, "I want to scatter my heart." ”

Fu Tingyuan said "um", "Then when your eyes are better, we will continue to take wedding photos, and then go back after the photos are taken." ”

Hearing Fu Tingyuan talk about the wedding photos, Luo Nanchu was a little helpless: "You still talk to me about the wedding photos." ”

"You can't go home empty-handed, can you?" He stroked her hair, lowered his eyes to her face, and said softly, "You're still going to marry me anyway, aren't you?" ”

Luo Nanchu hugged him: "Hmm." ”

Like a passer-by, to witness the end of a woman.

She still couldn't do anything for her after all.

But I've tried my best, and although the ending is regrettable, I can't say what I regret.

It can only be said that God has never tolerated that person, and she really has more than enough heart but not enough power.

Luo Nanchu stayed on the island for another month.

After taking wedding photos with Fu Tingyuan, he went back from Dasi Island.

On the day she returned to London, she was already tired and paralyzed, so she fell asleep and slept for nearly twenty-four hours in one breath, so frightened that Fu Tingyuan thought she was pregnant again, and took her to the hospital for a check-up to make sure that she was not pregnant.

Wedding planning that had been stalled because the couple had not returned has started again.

The time is set for the end of the month.

Luo Nanchu was too thin, and when she came back, she couldn't wear the custom-made dresses, and the designer gave her a task - to come back with five pounds of weight within a month.

After Yu Xiaoyu knew about this, he lamented to her: "Sister Luo, cut my flesh to you!" ”

After she married Yan Qingfeng, she was pampered too well, and her waist was already twice fatter than when she first got married.

Although it is actually still a normal figure, it is too big a blow for Yu Xiaoyu, who is surrounded by thin people.

What's even more odious is that after Yan Qingfeng knew that she was going to start losing weight, she also gave her more food, the reason was that it felt better to be fatter.

This group of men, just care about their comfort in bed, where to care about the sadness of women facing the little skirts that can't be stuffed in.

Hua Rong leisurely flew over to have afternoon tea with her.

The Hua family has completely gained a firm foothold on Wall Street in the United States, and she finally doesn't need to fly from all over the world, except for a shameless person who is too involved in the Hua family's business, and the business dealings between the two have been completely inseparable, Hua Rong is rare and comfortable during this time.

"That is, you, go out and take a wedding photo and shoot a terrorist attack."

In the leisurely sunshine of the summer afternoon, Hua Rong leaned back on the chaise longue, lazily drinking coffee, wearing a red tulle skirt from an unknown Italian brand, the tail of which was gently blown by the breeze and floated slightly on the edge of her white and slender ankles.

She wore a pair of coffee-colored sunglasses on her face, and her tone was languid and casual, like a Persian cat basking in the afternoon sun.

Luo Nanchu sat opposite her, feeling that there are people in this world who are so amazing just by their temperament.

The flower appearance is not too beautiful, and the facial features are a little bruised, but let Luo Nanchu find someone who looks better than her, I'm afraid it will be difficult to find it in the entire entertainment industry.

It's no wonder that after she left, Feng Jin never looked for another woman.

is so amorous, it has been amazing once, how can other women get into the eye.

"Ting Yuan and I are going to get married," Luo Nanchu chuckled, "What about you and Feng Jin?" Haven't you thought about when you will remarry? ”

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