Engagement Storm 3

The voice was calm and clear, Jiang Yufeng knew that it was not an auditory hallucination, and he was snickering in his heart, seeing a blank look on her face, Jiang Yufeng's heart sank little by little, he knew that he shouldn't force it, but he was still reluctant, as soon as he took that step on a cloudy day, he was further separated from her.

Jiang Yufeng knew the doubts in her heart, but she had no choice, her parents' words were vivid, although he didn't know why, but he knew that there must be a reason, otherwise they wouldn't be so opposed, and Fang Yushan, if those photos were announced, she would be on the cusp of the storm, and now this situation, can she accept it?

Firm position, Jiang Yufeng slowly walked towards Han Lingying, only a few steps, but he walked a long way, every step seemed to weigh a thousand pounds, every step was like stepping on his chest, using the last trace of strength to hug her into his arms, burying his head in her neck, smelling the unique fragrance of her body, and muttering: "Xiaoying, you will always be my brother's most beloved sister." ”

Pushed her away, turned her back, didn't let her see her embarrassment, quickly wiped the water droplets from the bottom of her eyes, and said in a deep voice, "Yifei is very good to you, cherish it!" It's not early, rest early. From beginning to end, he never looked at her again.

His words completely cleared the doubts in her heart, sister? For some reason, when I heard his words, I was very irritable, looking at the back he left for myself, my nose was sour, and I glared at him hatefully, but he couldn't see it, and he deliberately made a lot of noise and left, and the door shook off and banged.

Jiang Yufeng saw her naughty movements, wanted to laugh but couldn't, and secretly said in his heart, "Xiaoying, I'm sorry, you must be good." ”

It was getting overcast, and the people in the bed didn't seem to be waking up.

"Miss, get up." Looking at the people who had been sitting downstairs for half an hour, Sister-in-law Li couldn't help it and decided to come up and wake up her own young lady. Looking at the people on the bed waking up quietly, Sister-in-law Li couldn't help but sigh, the same people don't have the same fate, some people get up early to work in the dark, and some people sleep until they wake up naturally, don't worry about firewood, rice, oil and salt.

Her eyes hurt so much, this was Han Lingying's first reaction when she woke up, looking at the harsh light in the room, "What time is it?" ”

Sister-in-law Li glanced at her young lady angrily, "9:10"

"Ah," a scream retorted, quickly getting up and dressing, "why didn't you wake me up sooner," grumbled.

Looking at the busy figure, Sister-in-law Li withdrew from the room with a smile, knowing in her heart that this would be the case.

Soon, after packing up everything, Han Lingying stepped out of the room, and at the staircase, he saw a person sitting quietly on the sofa, the corners of his lips rose, and he walked over quickly, "Yifei, why are you here?" ”

Lin Yifei didn't say a word, and Sister-in-law Li, who was standing next to her, glanced at her young lady angrily, and said with a smile, "Miss, it's been half an hour since Young Master Lin came." ”

"Ah~ why didn't you wake me up?" His face was red, and he was still sleeping when people came, and he felt embarrassed to think about it. Feign glared at Sister-in-law Li angrily.

Seeing her shy appearance, Lin Yifei was overjoyed and smiled, "It's okay, let's go!" ”

"Ah" Before Han Lingying could react, he was taken out by Lin Yifei.

The busy shuttle figure came and went in front of her, taking one piece of clothing after another and gesturing on Han Lingying's body, his head was muddy, and he didn't react until he was pushed into the fitting room, and Lin Yifei's urging voice came from outside.

Han Lingying took the dress and looked at it for a long time before reluctantly putting it on, and walked out slowly, observing their expressions with some apprehension.

The dress has been worn before, but it has never been so grand as it is today, looking at the person in the mirror, a little helpless, and his face flushed.