Murong Bo and Li Kexia climbed the immortal seat rumored on the Internet, and here was already crowded.

This immortal machine is in a high position, standing here, the autumn wind is blowing, and it is very cool. Murong Bo and Li Kexia stood at the highest place, standing against the railing, looking down on the entire brightly lit ancient city.

The ancient city is a series of wooden stilted buildings built on the mountain, layered on top of each other, under the background of the night lights, the magnificence and romance are intertwined.

"Abo, take a few pictures."

"Okay."

Murong Bo took a few solo photos of Li Kexia, and then took a number of selfies with Li Kexia.

Li Kexia looked at the photo of the two, and the feeling of happiness was beyond words.

"It's so pretty." Li Kexia was in a good mood and smiled happily.

"Look at it, how nice it is." Murong Bo approached Li Kexia, and the two flipped through the photo album together, admiring the photos, and the corners of their mouths were slightly raised.

"Bell bell bell ......"

Murong Bo took out his mobile phone and glanced at it, it was the special assistant's phone.

Murong Bo pressed the answer button: "What's the matter?" ”

"Mr. Murong, there are a few videos of the collapse of the Ruicheng Opera House, but it has been too long, and there are not many things that can be found."

"Keep investigating, don't give up even a clue." Murong Bo told the special assistant.

"I sent you the video I found on WeChat."

"Okay."

After Murong Bo hung up the phone, his face couldn't help but become gloomy.

"What's wrong? Abo. Li Kexia looked at him very unhappy and asked with concern.

"It's okay, the company's trivial matters have been arranged." Murong Bo didn't want Li Kexia to know that he was investigating the stage accident.

"Well, just arrange it." Li Kexia looked up at the ancient city and took a few selfies one after another.

"Let's go." Murong Bo didn't want to watch those videos in front of Li Kexia, so he stuffed his phone back into his pocket and pulled Li Kexia away.

"Where else do you want to go?" Murong Bo asked Li Kexia.

"It's late, let's go back."

"Okay." The two walked all the way back to the homestay along the river, and the autumn wind blew Li Kexia's long hair, which was very beautiful.

When night fell, the streets and alleys were full of passionate music, and now that it was night, all the music was replaced with soft and comfortable tunes, Li Kexia and Murong Bo listened to the music, looking at the flowers along the way, as if they were in a romantic city.

When I returned to the B&B, I opened the door and saw that the big bed was covered with rose petals, and there was also a bouquet of delicate roses on the bedside table.

It must have been Murong Bo who told the owner of the B&B that today was their marriage registration day, and the boss specially arranged it.

Murong Bo looked at the layout of the room and hooked his lips slightly.

"Take a bath, Mrs. Murong, today is the night of candles in our cave room." Murong Bo deliberately teased Li Kexia with a wicked smile.

Thinking of what was going to happen next, Li Kexia's face was hot, she came to the suitcase, grabbed her pajamas and got into the shower.

Closing the door, Li Kexia looked at himself in front of the mirror, his face flushed like a ripe apple. She ran some water with her hand and washed her face, only to feel that the burning on her face had eased slightly.

Li Kexia came out in pajamas after taking a shower, although it was a very conservative long-sleeved silk pajamas, but Murong Bo just glanced at it, and the Adam's apple couldn't help but roll.

He silently took his pajamas and strode into the shower.

The sound of rushing water came, and Li Kexia, who was sitting on the bed looking at the photo, couldn't help but lose his mind.

"Knock Knock Knock ......"

Who will it be? Li Kexia opened the room with questions.

"Mrs. Murong, this is the peanut lotus seed and red date soup specially prepared by our homestay for your newlyweds, I wish you a happy newlywed and an early birth to a precious son."

"Thank you." Li Kexia took two bowls of peanuts, lotus seeds and red date soup, and then locked the door again.

"Who?" Murong Bo walked out while wiping his hair, his broken hair was still dripping, and his upper body was naked, revealing his good-looking eight-pack abs.

Li Kexia glanced at Murong Bo, lowered his head, and said softly: "Peanut lotus seed and red date soup sent by the homestay." ”

"Yes, I gave birth to a noble son early." Murong Bo said in a deep voice.

"Do you want to eat now?" Li Kexia looked at Murong Bo with a pair of big smart eyes.

"I'm going to eat it now." Murong Bo casually threw the towel to the sofa, hugged Li Kexia into his arms, and leaned over to kiss Li Kexia.

Obviously, what Murong Bo is going to eat now is not the bowl of peanuts, lotus seeds and red date soup.

Murong Bo gently took Li Kexia's lips in his mouth, kept sucking, and the crispy numb feeling spread all over Li Kexia's body.

Li Kexia responded to Murong Bo enthusiastically, at this moment, her mind was blank, everything in the world seemed to be still, and only the two people with intertwined lips and teeth remained.

Murong Bo's breathing became more and more rapid, and he picked up Li Kexia and gently placed him on the bed.

Murong Bo looked at Li Kexia affectionately, and the small kiss fell again, falling on Li Kexia's lips, face, and neck......

"Xia Xia, I love you, I love love." Murong Bo gasped and whispered in Li Kexia's ear.

"Abo, from today onwards, I will be your wife." Li Kexia's voice was soft and glutinous, with a hint of shortness of breath, making Murong Bo likely lose control at any time.

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In the warm-colored B&B, when everything was over, Li Kexia's whole body was softly nestled in Murong Bo's arms, and all the strength of her body seemed to be drained away.

Murong Bo put his arms around Li Kexia, his fingertips roaming over her smooth skin.

After a long time, Li Kexia fell asleep in Murong Bo's arms, and there was an even breathing sound.

Murong Bo gently withdrew his hand, gently covered Li Kexia with the quilt, and then pushed the door to the balcony.

The autumn wind blew, and Murong Bo instantly sobered up, he lit a cigarette and spit out a white smoke ring.

Murong Bo took out his mobile phone, clicked on WeChat, and opened the video sent by the special assistant.

In the video, the moment when the stage collapsed was recorded, Murong Bo saw Li Kexia performing on the stage in a ballet costume, she stood in the middle of the stage, the spotlight shone on her, she was as beautiful as an angel.

Suddenly, the stage collapsed downward, and the position where Li Kexia was standing completely collapsed, and the painful expression on her face could be clearly seen, and she wanted to pull her leg out, but she soon fainted.

Seeing this, Murong Bo felt so distressed that he was suffocated, and his hand holding the phone trembled slightly.

Click on the second video, this is the video when the stage is built, and there is nothing out of the ordinary.

Murong Bo couldn't help but feel distressed, and clicked on the third video, which was a recorded video of the backstage on the day of the performance, here, Murong Bo saw a familiar figure, Zhao Qingyu appeared in the opera house that day. After all the crew went out to perform, she sneakily looked in the direction of the stage.

Murong Bo repeated it again, and he seemed to see Zhao Qingyu's excited expression at that time.

Li Kexia said that Zhao Qingyu was sick that day and did not come to the opera house, so why did she appear backstage when everyone was on stage to perform? There's definitely something wrong with that.

Murong Bo took a sharp puff of his cigarette, adjusted his mood, then snuffed out the cigarette butt and gently returned to the room.

The moonlight reflected on Li Kexia's face, her eyelashes trembled slightly, and the corners of her mouth were slightly hooked, as if she was dreaming of something.

Murong Bo gently got on the bed and hugged Li Kexia, and the distress in his heart came to his heart again.