Chapter 66: The Eve of the Big Wedding 3

Chapter 66: The Eve of the Big Wedding 3

"If you don't do well, I will sue Mr. Yi that you are not worth hiring. ”

Listen to it. If you want to say it, just say it.

The fat aunt was helpless, so she had to leave with hatred.

The people had already left, and the room was silent. She came out of the worker's house alone, and saw the fairytale room, with a large cake, a room full of flowers, and champagne.

It's all blue roses. The room was furnished like the door of the Rose Palace. Such a rose is worth a lot of money, but to Yi Xiang□□, it is nothing at all.

At that moment, she heard a burst of laughter.

Someone came in.

She stood in the doorway, not evasive.

Bingbing was dressed in a small white dress with a simple and generous diamond necklace around her neck. Yi Xiangxi, who was beside her, also changed into a new white shirt of fine linen.

The two stood together, a perfect match, a golden boy and a girl.

Then there was an exclamation, it was Bingbing's very exaggerated and infinitely moving voice: "Oh my God...... Am I dreaming? ...... to the west? ...... to the west"

She was clearly shocked by the roses in this room, and tears fell.

"Xiangxi, how many surprises do you have waiting for me?"

The 24K gold scrapbook last time, this time it's a fantastic rose house, isn't it enough for a woman to need romance?

Yi Xiangxi smiled very gently: "Bingbing, do you like it? By the way, your old maid, the fat aunt, also came to help......

Bingbing exclaimed: "Oh my God, the fat mother actually hid it from me." ”

"We all want to surprise you. ”

He put a lot of effort into inviting two nannies and so many employees of the flower shop to create a world full of flowers, and asked the fat aunt to keep it secret, in order to give her a big surprise.

In the center, is a huge heart word.

The blue love sea is intoxicating.

She hugged him and choked up: "To the west...... I've never experienced anything like it...... Thank you ......."

He also hugged her, so gentle, but full of anger: "For the woman I love the most, this qiē is worth it...... Bingbing, I love you......"

This time, it was Bingbing who took the initiative and kissed him.

The two of them kissed in the living room, and I don't know how long it took, as if they couldn't even breathe. Bingbing closed her eyes, full of emotion, and didn't feel anything wrong at all;

She was too shocked to notice that there was a superfluous person in the room.

Her eyes were full of roses. She only hugged the man.

The urban woman has long been murdered by the workplace and the fast pace of modern times, and all romance has been drained. Yi Xiangxi, he is like one of those glorious knights from the 19th century.

The two kissed passionately.

Wine is not drunk, everyone is drunk.

Yi Xiangxi's gaze turned again and again, and inadvertently, he saw the woman in the corner of the room who was silent and was about to become an ornament—she was hiding next to a clump of rose curtains, and the whole person seemed to be dead, except for a pair of eyes that almost spurted blood to prove that she was still breathing.

Not jealousy, absolutely not!, but a mad hatred.

He suddenly preferred this gaze out of jealousy—but he could never be mistaken, such a terrible gaze, only out of hatred, mere hatred—like a lone wolf whose leg has been broken, looking for an opportunity to fight back in the snow and ice......