"You ......" Seeing Ye Xiaomei talking about her past, Li Moran also lay down, took her into his arms, and patted her on the back: "Aren't you afraid of being hurt again?" ”

"If I get hurt again this time, I will never marry for the rest of my life, and I will forget that love for the rest of my life." Greedily inhaling the fragrance in his arms, every time he is embraced, there is always a feeling of security, sleepiness. Come, and gradually fall asleep in his arms.

Looking at the sleeping person in his arms, Li Moran sighed slightly, in early summer, it was a cinnabar mole that he was distressed about, which had been permanently carved, and what about her beside him, she occupied his entire heart, and when he wanted to take her out, he found that his heart was very empty.

After three more days in the United States, the team finally returned to China.

On the third day of returning to China, it was the wedding of An Zihao and Yue Yating, and after being best friends, Ye Xiaomei arrived early and began to get busy with the staff of the restaurant to help arrange the wedding scene.

In the dressing room, An Zihao, who was wearing a white suit, looked at his beautiful bride and was a little speechless with excitement.

"Why do you keep looking at me like this?" Yue Yating, who was wearing makeup, lowered her head delicately and looked at the stupid man in front of her.

"Yating, you're so beautiful." An Zihao held her hand and wanted to kiss her bride, but was interrupted by Ye Xiaomei.

"That...... I ......" Ye Xiaomei saw this scene, quickly turned around, covered her eyes, and reminded them softly: "The time for that wedding is coming soon, can you invite the groom to the venue now?" ”

Since Ye Xiaomei was married, she could only watch those good sisters put on beautiful bridesmaid dresses.

"What, aren't you happy?" Li Moran took her hand and touched her head.

"I knew I wouldn't get married like this, look at how beautiful they dress." Pouted, obviously really unhappy.

"I'll make you more beautiful than them in the future." Li Moran whispered in her ear, and the atmosphere around her began to become a little ambiguous.

Ye Xiaomei didn't speak, but she was ecstatic in her heart, this man gave her a reliable promise.

Looking at the oath plot between Yue Yating and An Zihao, Ye Xiaomei was even more excited to tears, if that bride was her, how good it would be.

"Snap ......" was patted on the shoulder, and Ye Xiaomei's heart was beating in fright.

"What are you doing?" It turned out to be Yang Yuxuan.

"Look at your stupid appearance, crying so much, it's not you getting married."

"Damn, Lao Tzu was moved, okay?" Ye Xiaomei has never been big or small in the face of this man like her brother.

"Moved ......" Yang Yuxuan has figured it out since he was told that there was no play, since it is already like this, it is better to be the best friend.

"Why, can't I just be moved?" Ye Xiaomei looked at Yang Yuxuan with an angry face.

"Why didn't I see your expression that moved you to cry bitterly." Yang Yuxuan took a sip of red wine and smiled, he was also very handsome like this.

"Am I that heartless?" Ye Xiaomei took a bite of food, took a sip of drink, and looked at Yang Yuxuan: "How are you, do you have a direction?" ”

"Not yet." Yang Yuxuan shook his head and put his hand on her shoulder.

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