Text Text_Chapter 110 Why don't you have a wedding

Chapter 110 110 Why don't you have a wedding

Bai Tong glanced at him, and his little hand weakly pushed his strong chest: You hurry up, I'm so tired.

More than half an hour has passed since the beginning, and other women are worried that her husband is a fast gunner, but she is a little annoyed that Meng Peiyuan is long-lasting, it is too torturous.

Tired? Are you still screaming so loudly? Meng Peiyuan is still immersed in the gentle township, where is he willing to leave.

At this moment, the doorbell of the jingle bell rang, and the startled Bai Tong shrank his body and hurriedly reminded him: Someone is coming!

Meng Peiyuan's thin lips hooked a meaningful smile: Do you still have the heart to care about others now?

Bai Tongxi quickly understood what Meng Peiyuan meant, and with his wild movements, she was already too busy to take care of herself.

The doorbell rang four or five times in succession, Meng Peiyuan was finally done, he kissed Bai Tong's red and beautiful little mouth happily, carried her sleepy into the bathroom, and casually wrapped a bath towel in his lower body to open the door.

Bai Tongxi, who was lying on his back in the bathtub, stretched out his soft hand to turn on the faucet, added a few drops of lavender essential oil to the water to eliminate fatigue, and closed his eyes a little sleepy.

Here it comes. After Meng Peiyuan walked to the door, he unscrewed the doorknob, and Hao Ran was Mo Yuyang standing outside.

After Mo Yuyang saw Meng Peiyuan's appearance of being red, he set off a bloody storm in his heart, as long as he had a long brain, he knew what happened in the room just now.

Meng Peiyuan's eyebrows at the corners of his eyes still had a ** that had not completely receded, and the whole person looked more and more evil: Is there something wrong with Mr. Mo?

Mo Yuyang returned to his usual warm tone: I came to invite the two of you downstairs for dinner.

Touching his stomach, Meng Peiyuan said with deep feelings: Well, I accompanied my Mrs. Meng to exercise all afternoon, and I was indeed a little hungry.

Mo Yuyang smiled but didn't smile: The relationship between Meng Ershao and Miss Bai is really good, it doesn't look like a corporate marriage at all.

Meng Peiyuan said calmly: Mr. Mo, you are wrong, you are not the woman I fancie, no one can force me to marry.

Mo Yuyang fell into a brief chaos, could it be that Meng Peiyuan had forgotten the first love who loved him to death, and really fell in love with Bai Tongxi?

He decided to test it: Meng Ershao, there is a problem that has been bothering me all the time.

Meng Peiyuan, huh? sounded.

Mo Yuyang's eyes behind the lenses gradually sharpened: Since you are sincere to Miss Bai, why haven't you even held the most basic wedding?

Meng Peiyuan's face stiffened slightly.

When the dark tide of the two men was surging, Bai Tongxi slowly walked behind Meng Peiyuan in a simple bathrobe, her expression was lazy, like a Persian cat that had just been fed.

Under Mo Yuyang's somewhat jealous gaze, Bai Tong hugged Meng Peiyuan's waist from behind, and whispered with a smile: I asked the wedding to be simple, after all, I love him as a person, as long as he is by my side, it is enough.

Meng Peiyuan's mood was indescribably complicated, he had never thought about what the wedding meant to Bai Tongxi.

In other words, he deliberately ignored and deliberately embarrassed Bai Tongxi in front of his family and friends.

For his deliberate neglect, she should have resented him and hated him, but she did not hesitate to defend his face as a husband in front of Mo Yuyang.

Pushing the gold-rimmed glasses on the bridge of his nose, Mo Yuyang suppressed the gloom that was full of churning: It seems that I am thinking too much.

After Mo Yuyang went downstairs, Bai Tongxi immediately let go of the hand that was around Meng Peiyuan's waist, and there was a faint loss in his eyes.

What woman doesn't want to have a dream wedding, even if it's a proposal on one knee, but unfortunately, the two men she has experienced, Mo Yuyang in front and Meng Peiyuan in the back, none of them put their minds on her.

Meng Peiyuan turned around and looked at her: Are you okay?

Bai Tongxi shook his head and hid his true emotions: I have already put the bath water for you, you can go in quickly.

Her carefulness made him quite moved, and he lowered his eyes slightly, only to see that her little face was steamed white and red by the steam of the previous bathroom, like a full and juicy peach, just looking at it like this, his body was a little restless again.

Mrs. Meng, you wash with me. Meng Peiyuan demanded.

Bai Tongxi frowned: Don't! I just finished washing.

Meng Peiyuan's eyes exuded a wolf-like essence: I want to check it myself, whether you have washed it cleanly.

In Bai Tongxi's scream, he easily carried her on his shoulders and strode towards the bathroom.

When Meng Peiyuan in the bathroom really finished checking, the sunset had already set on the water level.

Bai Su, who was sitting at the dining table on the first floor, touched his shriveled stomach for the nth time, and complained to Mo Yuyang: Brother Mo, why haven't they come down for so long?

Thinking of Bai Tongxi's confession to Meng Peiyuan upstairs just now, Mo Yuyang's mood was irritable for no reason, and his tone unconsciously rushed up: How do I know, if you can't wait, you can eat it yourself!

Bai Su was stunned by Mo Yuyang's voice, and it took him a long time to come back to his senses: Mo Yuyang, where did I offend you!

Uh, Su Su, I, Mo Yuyang, have a head and two big, but fortunately, at this time, Meng Peiyuan took Bai Tongxi's hand and walked down from the staircase, relieving his urgent need.

When four people with different minds get together, the atmosphere is inevitably strange.

During the banquet, Mo Yuyang thought about the topic and Meng Peiyuan, after all, the obstacles encountered by Jianhui Real Estate recently were only accessible to Meng Peiyuan.

Meng Peiyuan took a sip of champagne, his eyes were indifferent: Mr. Mo, Mrs. Meng told me about you, I will definitely help if I can, don't worry.

After Mo Yuyang was stunned for a moment, he hurriedly toasted Meng Peiyuan with both hands.

After hearing this, Bai Tongxi was surprised, at the beginning, didn't Meng Peiyuan say that he wouldn't help anything?

During the meal of several people, the night quietly replaced the afterglow, just when Bai Tongxi thought that the center of the lake would fall into a darkness, the glass lamps decorated in the center of the lake lit up one by one, and there were swarms of fireflies flying out of nowhere.

Brother Mo, look, the scenery outside is so beautiful!

Even Bai Su forgot about being angry with Mo Yuyang, and dragged his arm to the deck, screaming and jumping like a little girl.

There were only two people left on the table, Meng Peiyuan glanced back, and the pianist slowly played an elegant and beautiful "Dream Wedding", like a kind of belated compensation.

The moment the last note fell, there was a burst of explosions outside one after another, and Bai Tongxi suddenly woke up from the beautiful music.

She followed the sound and looked out, and the fireworks bloomed in the starry sky like flowers, although they were brilliant for a moment, they left a lifetime of memories in her mind.