Tonight is Christmas Eve, and the night scene of the city is particularly bustling, with thousands of lights.

Wen Yuan took Jiang Ruo to the river crossing and took her to watch the fireworks in the sky.

The night is dark, the colorful fireworks continue, and the fireworks are bright and bright, bright and warm.

These fireworks were specially customized by him and set off for her alone.

Wen Yuan leaned on the railing with his back, his arm resting on it, pinching a burning cigarette between his slender fingers, and putting his other hand in his coat pocket, with a lazy posture, and his eyes dotingly looked at Jiang Ruo, who was having fun in front of him.

It's still too small.

It's a little girl.

A fairy stick can make her have a lot of fun and turn in circles happily.

Wen Yuan looked at her and said in a gentle voice: "Xiao Ruo'er, be careful, don't fall."

Jiang Ruoqiao smiled, a pair of eyes were about to bend into a bright crescent moon, white teeth appeared, rippling pear vortex, and her voice was sweet and soft: "I know."

Jiang Ruo happily set off the fairy stick, waving and playing in the air with his two hands, very lively and cute, Wen Yuan was silently watching her beside her, silently guarding her.

Probably that's me looking at the scenery, and the scenery is all you.

The mountains and rivers are far and wide, and the fireworks in the world are none of you, and none of them are you.

Jiang Ruo wouldn't know that this fairy stick was 90,000 and 90,000 yuan, which was specially customized for her, and he had to have money to smash it for her.

She is like a little fairy who has sneaked down to earth, and she is extremely curious about the things in the world.

It was rare for Wen Yuan to see Jiang Ruo smiling, and he couldn't help but laugh with Jiang Ruo, his face had always been gloomy and gloomy, and it was the first time that he smiled so purely, happy from the bottom of his heart, without mixing anything.

Wen Yuan glanced at Mo Yin, who immediately understood, and took out his camera to take pictures of the two of them to keep this good memory.

In the footage.

Wen Yuan wore a long knee-length black woolen tweed coat, with a dark gray scarf around his cold white slender neck, which hung down on his chest casually.

And Jiang Ruo was wearing a festive red coat, the same style as Wen Yuan, with a black ruffled dress inside.

The red is charming, the black is dignified, and the two are mixed together, revealing a low-key and flamboyant beauty.

The princess braid she tied behind her head was made by his own hands, and he was not satisfied with the tie several times, and he was bound to be the most beautiful.

Wen Yuan really put all his patience into Jiang Ruo alone.

Mo Yin had never seen Wen Yuan do this to other women, and the longest shelf life was only one week.

How could he have thought that Wen Yuan would fall in love with a woman to such an extent?

I can't even think about it.

And it just happened!

This kind of picture of handsome men and beautiful women is always easy to attract public attention, and many passers-by have cast envious glances.

This Christmas Eve, there is no peace, only dog food.

..

After a while.

The fairy stick in Jiang Ruo's hand had been completely burned, but she had just reached the beginning of the game and didn't want to end it.

Jiang Ruo pouted unhappily, and her soft voice was coquettish: "Ah Yuan, it's burning again."

Wen Yuan waved his hand slightly, and Mo Yin went to the car not far away to get new fireworks.

This luxurious and arrogant red flag car has always been driven only by powerful nobles, so as soon as it appeared by the river, it became the focus of attention.

Jiang Ruo got a new firework and trotted over to Wen Yuan and asked him to help her light it.

Wen Yuan lit the fairy stick with the scarlet cigarette butt flashing between his fingers, he held this cigarette in his hand and never smoked, in order to give the baby a good growth environment, he planned to start quitting smoking.

"Little Ruo'er, do you like it?" Wen Yuan asked.

Jiang Ruo was in a good mood, and he replied quickly, extremely simply: "I like it."

Jiang Ruo smiled at him, "Thank you, Yuan."

Wen Yuan raised her slender palm, which was full of knotted bones, and covered Jiang Ruo's head, she was like a cute cat with a sticky nature, and rubbed his hand mischievously.

Wen Yuan hooked his lips and chuckled, "It's good if Xiao Ruo'er likes it."

Wait, I can make her like it more!

..

At the same time.

Tan Palace.

Since the fight with Pei Hanlou that night, Wen Huai has been depressed, depressed, extremely depressed and lonely, and he has no intention of dealing with the plan laid out in Xiangtan.

is in a state of broken love.

However, Pei Hanlou is not much stronger, his handsome face is broken, and he can't go out in a short time.

That night, Pei Hanlou also deliberately let Wen Huai see the video of Jiang Ruo sleeping with other men.

This brotherhood has completely vanished.

It was very unpleasant.

Looking at the graceful and graceful figure of the little woman in the video, Wen Huai couldn't help but think of a few years ago, Jiang Ruo was also blooming like a flower under him.

He was the first man to see her so charming.

He's her first man!

"Wen Huai, take a good look, maybe she never loved you, or didn't love you that much."

"Jiang Ruo is not the only man you can choose, you are not the only choice."

"Ruo'er is delicate and suitable for more powerful men, and only the most powerful one can protect her."

Pei Hanlou's words echoed in Wen Huai's ears.

It can be described as murderous.

But one thing Pei Hanlou is right, Jiang Ruo is still young, there are many choices she can make, countless excellent men are at her disposal, she doesn't have to be with him.

He is not as good as Wen Yuan, and he can't give Jiang Ruo the top glory and wealth, and let her be the noble princess of Dijing.

So is he holding back Jiang Ruo's footsteps?

Without him, Jiang Ruo could live a better life, right?

He's a half-dead monster, but he's dragging down the little girl.

In the dimly lit room, Wen Huai's handsome face was half crying and half laughing, his heart was broken in pain, his eyes were red, and he was extremely sad.

"Forget your worries, I miss you."

I really want to think about it.

The moment Wen Huai's voice fell, the sharp dagger also cut through the rough skin.

There were countless scars on his arm, the new ones covered the old ones, and only the small cigarette scar was still intact and undamaged.

The sound of blood dripping on the ground was infinitely amplified in the silence of the room, again and again, as if it were striking the heart.

It hurts so much!

As long as Wen Huai remembered that Jiang Ruo didn't want him anymore, he was so sad and miserable.

Wen Huai didn't care about the blood, let it flow, leaned back, and closed his eyes in despair.

He couldn't feel the pain in his body, but the pain in his heart corroded him to the point.

For a long time, Bei Wei knocked on the door outside.

"Huaiye, the two of them went to cross the river."

..

The starry night sky suddenly burst into a dreamy blue fireworks, and the clusters of fireworks were very beautiful and stunningly beautiful.

At this moment, the entire Imperial Kyoto is illuminated, and it is extremely romantic.

After the brilliant fireworks, Jiang Ruo's face and a few words immediately appeared.

[Xiao Ruo'er, marry me!] ]

Before Jiang Ruo could react, Wen Yuan beside him had already knelt down on one knee, and the fireworks shone on his face, his face was full of colors, flickering bright and dark.

Wen Yuan took out the ring from his pocket, looking expectant, and didn't wait for anything to say.

Jiang Ruo said, "Ah Yuan, I'm tired, let's go home."

The smile that Wen Yuan was about to raise just now fell so defenselessly, and he whispered in a daze: "Xiao Ruo'er, don't you want to marry me?"