Black-bellied highness, don't mess around

Tang Yulian gently pushed Qian Yexi to signal him to stop, but Qian Yexi kissed her deeper and deeper, and bit her lip lightly to punish her for not paying attention.

Tang Yulian's face also turned red, and she didn't know whether it was from anger or anxiety.

It was said on TV just now that Qian Yexi could hear clearly that Xiaoling's engagement was inevitable, but he didn't expect it to come so early, it caught people off guard.

He slowly left her lips, and Tang Yulian immediately said loudly in a tense tone: "Xiaoling...Xiaoling...actually...getting engaged...uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu." I was so excited that I finally burst into tears.

Qian Yexi pursed his lips, with complicated emotions in his eyes, he hugged Tang Yulian into his arms, and wiped away the tears from the corners of his eyes for her distressedly, "Xiaotang, I'll go home with you to see Bar!"

"Xiaoling accepted the engagement because of me...I shouldn't run away...Let me face it this time..." Tang Yulian made a major decision in her heart, asking her to see Yi's marriage with her own eyes. Yiling sacrificed her life's happiness for her, she couldn't do it.

The more Tang Yulian thought about it, the more uncomfortable it became. She was clearly the older sister, but no matter what happened, it was Yi Yiling, the younger sister who was responsible for everything. She would never run away this time.

Outside Yin's Castle, Rolls-Royce Silver Charms drove into the castle neatly and stopped on the road facing the gate.

When Ji Yimo heard the sound of the car starting, he guessed that it was Yi Yiling who came, and with a faint smile on his face, he walked towards the banquet hall...

Yin Su was the first to get out of the car. He was dressed in a black dress, with short black hair and a handsome face, which made him even more handsome. The years did not leave a trace on his face.

Then came the trio with a gorgeous lineup——Yi Yiling, Qi Dianxuan, and Mu Chenluo.

Yi Yiling was wearing a light-colored floral chiffon dress, and a white lace belt tied her seaweed-like fiery red hair to one side of her head. A few of them quietly climbed up her bright pink lips, and a long bow hung down from the right shoulder strap of the chiffon skirt. A gust of wind blew, and the lace danced and fluttered around her.

Her figure is enchanting, and she put on a pair of high-heeled shoes with a big bow on her feet. She is like an angel who has fallen into the mortal world, and she grabs everyone's attention in an instant. The enchanting red and the pure white can be combined by one person. Such contradictory colors wear different flavors.

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