Leng Feiye narrowed his eyes slightly and looked directly at An Qian, and An Qian was not to be outdone, and the two were at a stalemate.

Everyone looked at each other, not knowing which one the two newlyweds were playing, and thought it was another process of the wedding.

"Leng Feiye, how can you go back on your word, we have agreed." An Qian scolded in a low voice.

"Marry me, will you be so wronged?" Leng Feiye asked, his voice was cold, but his heart hurt unbearably, he had the illusion that An Qian was not just a transaction relationship with him, but now it seems that in addition to the marriage contract that exists in name only, there is only a transaction between them.

An Qian was annoyed: "This is not a relationship between grievances and grievances, whether you know it or not, a marriage without feelings, that is, a hooligan." ”

Leng Feiye squinted slightly, and in his deep eyes, there was a faint hint of murderous aura, no emotion? The four words were like a sharp weapon hitting Leng Feiye's heart.

"Playing hooligan, that's good, I'll play hooligan once to show you, you have to get married in this marriage today, and you have to get married if you don't get married." Leng Fei Ye threatened.

"Leng Feiye, what do you want to do?" An Qian was furious.

A cold and ruthless face, making a cold voice, without a trace of emotion: "I don't want to do anything, if you dare to leave now, then I will let your sister pay for your actions." ”

Leng Feiye looked at An Rong, who was unaware of the audience, and his cold face showed a fierce expression, not like he was joking at all.

An Qian was slightly stunned, and then said in a cold voice: "Don't forget, what are our identities, do you think you can really stand us?" ”

The prestige of the mafia is not just talk, but its status in the underworld is not false.

Leng Feiye's face did not change: "Then you can try, in country Z, is it the power of your mafia, or the power of my Leng family." ”

An Qian was stunned, she knew that Leng Feiye was not bluffing her, in terms of status and power, how could the mafia in country Z be the opponent of the Leng family.

"Finish this wedding with me." Leng Feiye's tone softened.

An Qian also had to compromise now, and now she knew that she had been cheated, and any deal was a lie, I am afraid that this man had already planned everything.

"It's just a wedding, I still don't believe it, you can trap me in the cold night." An Qian secretly slandered herself.

The wedding continued, but it felt a little weird, and it seemed that the bride was not very happy, and her face was already covered with a layer of frost.

"Be happy for me." Leng Feiye gave the order again.

An Qian suppressed the anger in her heart, and reluctantly squeezed out a smile, endure, must endure, although when she was in school, she didn't learn much Chinese, but she still understood the meaning of a small intolerable plot.

Leng Feiye's expression softened a little, and the frost on his face receded.

A unique wedding, but in An Qian's view, it is a conspiracy.

Leng Xiangrong kept heading in the direction of the wedding banquet door, but the person who should have appeared never appeared, and he couldn't help but sigh in his heart, he still couldn't forgive himself.

Li Cuilian also looked in the direction of the door, maybe she still had an expectation, after so many years, she had never forgotten it.

"Dad, why don't you go back and rest first." Leng Yichen slowly spoke.

Does this count as a plan failure? The old ghost didn't appear, can this wedding still be counted? Leng Yichen beat a drum in his heart.

Leng Xiangrong lowered his eyes, knowing that the person he was afraid was waiting for would no longer appear.

"Mom, why don't you go back with Dad first, I'll take care of you here." Leng Yichen said to Li Cuilian that Leng Xiangrong's mood didn't seem to be very good, and Leng Yichen was still a little worried.

Li Cuilian nodded, in fact, she didn't want to stay much, she was afraid that her depressed mood would affect the guests, and it was not good for Fei Ye, she was afraid of Leng Xiangrong, but she had always treated Leng Feiye as her own son, which was also the reason why Leng Feiye had no second heart for her, a stepmother could make a son who was not her own accept, it can be seen that what she paid to Leng Feiye was by no means hypocritical.

Li Cuilian pushed the wheelchair and left with Leng Xiangrong.

The wedding is still going on, although An Qian is very reluctant, she still completed all the processes of the wedding, anyway, she has other plans.

Lan Yin under the wedding banquet, her eyes never took off Leng Feiye's body, she tried to tell herself that Leng Feiye was An Qian's, but another voice told her that An Qian and Leng Feiye's marriage was just an act, it was just a transactional marriage.

The contradictory heart made her a little irritable, and before the wedding was over, she turned around and left, and now she just wanted to be alone and quiet.

Because of Luo Xiaoyu, who made a choice, his mood is also very low now, and he has been thinking about what will happen to Wenxiang, and he is not aware of Luoyin's departure, and he does not pay much attention to the wedding.

An Rong kept looking at Li Chenyang and Hao Mei'er, who were talking and laughing not far away, it seemed that the two of them were so compatible, and their hearts were as uncomfortable as a knife.

It was supposed to be a warm and happy wedding, but it looked weird at this time.

In this oppressive atmosphere, when the wedding ended, An Qian felt a sense of relief.

Sitting on the soft, big bed, An Qian took off the hair ornament on her head, took off the wedding dress, and changed into her own clothes, which looked simple and light, looking at herself in the mirror, An Qian nodded with satisfaction.

"Hmph, Leng Feiye, if you want to trap me, you don't want to inquire about what I An Qian does." An Qian muttered to herself disdainfully, turned around and walked to the window, looked at the terrain, it was pitch black outside, there was no figure, and the corners of her mouth unconsciously hooked up a smug smile.

"Leng Feiye, goodbye, sister won't play with you anymore." An Qian glanced at the warmly furnished new house, without the slightest souvenir, and jumped out of the window.

"Ahh An Qian Khan!

Looking at the bodyguards around her, she had a dead heart at this time, Nima, this is waiting for her at all times.

"Grandma, what are you doing here?" Bodyguard captain Ali asked.

An Qian: "......"

How is she going to answer, it's fun to jump out of the window?

can guard here, who doesn't know her intentions, will it be spread out tomorrow, the newlywed grandmother, ran away through the window in the middle of the night, Leng Dashao is too brave?

Forehead?

"An Qian, what are you thinking?" An Qian couldn't help but spit on herself secretly.

Ali's bodyguards all looked at An Qian, waiting for her explanation.

"Hehe, I just want to see if this window is strong." An Qianren smiled a little embarrassedly, she disliked such a bad reason.

Ali people are silent!

The way the grandmother is tested is really special.

"Well, I'll go back." An Qian turned around and went back to the house.

As soon as she returned to the room, Leng Feiye was already leaning on the head of the bed, waiting for her: "Where have you been?" ”

An Qian glanced at Leng Feiye, not wanting to deal with him at all.

"Today is our wedding night, you don't have to be so attentive, return to the cave room, and have a warm-up exercise." Leng Feiye spoke slowly, and the corners of his mouth were like a light smile.

An Qian crossed her hands on her hips, like an angry lion, glared at Leng Feiye angrily, and issued a warning: "Leng Feiye, if you dare to touch your sister, your sister will die with you." ”

She also warmed up and exercised in the cave room, and wanted to be beautiful, but she didn't believe it, those people would be guarding below twenty-four hours a day.

Leng Feiye didn't get angry, but the smile on the corner of his mouth deepened: "Why, my affection is so deep, you have to live and die with me?" ”

An Qian: "......" doesn't this girl understand people's words?

Leng Feiye got up and approached An Qian step by step, every step was a danger to An Qian.

"You, what are you going to do?" An Qian retreated step by step, she really didn't know the bottom in her heart, as far as she knew Leng Feiye's perversion, she really didn't dare to guarantee that he would do anything.

Every time An Qian took a step back, Leng Feiye took a step closer, and the distance between the two of them was never a foot away.

"Cold ...... It's not night, I'm ...... I can tell you, I ...... I'm good at kung fu. An Qian had no confidence in her warning.

"Me too." Leng Feiye said lightly, his eyes had been staring at An Qian tightly, and he had never left.

……

An Qian had unconsciously retreated to the side of the bed, there was no way back in front of her, and Leng Feiye was also approaching step by step, and did not back down.

An Qian's feet slipped, instinctively pulling Leng Feiye, the two of them threw themselves on the bed, Leng Feiye pressed on An Qian's body, and the two of them were very affectionate at this time.

Damn, what's the situation? An Qian couldn't help but explode.

Leng Feiye hooked the corners of his mouth: "I didn't think that my wife, you are more anxious than me." ”

An Qian: "......"

"You're so proactive, why don't I respond, isn't this too unemotional." The smile on the corner of Leng Feiye's mouth deepened.

"It's not a cold night, you get up." An Qian pushed Leng Feiye away hard, and found that it was in vain.

"What? Are you trying to be on it? Leng Feiye asked.

An Qianmo!

Your sister, at this time, 10,000 grass and mud horses flew by in An Qian's heart, what is going on? Who else can have her sorrowful.

A marriage can also be calculated, a hole can be like a war, who else is worse than her?

Leng Feiye hugged An Qian's waist, turned over, and the two of them changed directions, and now An Qian is on top and Leng Feiye is below.

Is that okay?" Leng Feiye did not forget to ask An Qian's opinion.

An Qian was furious: "Leng Feiye, what do you want to do?" ”

"Cave Room!" Leng Feiye spit out two words word by word, and also showed his attitude.

"Leng Feiye, don't forget, the two of us are just trading marriage, but I said it at the beginning, if you dare to overstep, I will hate you for the rest of my life." An Qian said coldly.

Leng Feiye was stunned, he saw hatred in An Qian's eyes, hatred for him, a look, like a hammer to wake him up, he let go of An Qian, and asked coldly: "Do you hate me so much?" ”

An Qian got up: "Is this a question of whether you hate it or not, a marriage without feelings is inconclusive." ”

Leng Feiye got up, pulled An Qian's arm, and made her look directly at herself: "Then what if you tell you that I am in love with you?" Is my marriage still a transactional marriage? Is it emotionless? ”