Cold President's Exclusive Beloved Wife

What's this called? She really wanted to scold him, but she endured it in the twinkling of an eye. This was the only chance for them to be together before his marriage. After his marriage, she could no longer talk to him close to him, and her little hand slowly raised and fell on his face. "Does the wound still hurt?" If he hadn't left her in his room in the detention center at that time, he wouldn't have fought a black fist or been shot almost to death.

It was a shot that nearly killed him.

He shook his head. "No."

Her heart softened and loosened. "That's good, Qing Qing, promise me that no matter what happens in the future, you should take good care of yourself, okay?"

"Well." he suddenly bowed his head, and the tip of his nose "rubbed" on the tip of her nose, "and then?"

No, then, "I want to go out, you let go."

Her voice is gentle and low, but although it is low, there is also a strong nasal sound with a crying cavity in her tone, as well as a loneliness that she is very difficult to hide.

He suddenly held her in his arms with both hands, and in an instant he held her much lighter body in his arms. He strode to an armchair in front of the window and sat down steadily. She could only be forced to lie across his arms and his arms. He continued to look down at her, "but I don't want to let go. What should I do?"

What should I do?

Cold mix,

"You're getting married, hehe." she forced out a smile and reminded him carelessly, "Congratulations, I'll wish you happiness."

"You should be lucky, too."

He smiled. His fingers brushed the broken hair on her forehead and gently tied it up behind her ears. "The hair is really messy. Do you want to comb it neatly?"

"No need." she's a child's mother. It doesn't matter.

"I'll comb it for you?"

"Will you?" her eyes brightened and she was expecting something. It was impossible to be with him, but at this moment, she just wanted to spend a little more extravagantly with him.

Time passed slowly. She was reluctant to leave his world.

"No."

She quenched him, "then you have to comb it, it's better for me to comb it myself." struggling to get up again, he still refused to let her continue to lie in his arms. Although there were only two of them in the dressing room and no one else, she still felt a little uncomfortable. How could there be a feeling that two people were having an affair.

"I won't go to school. It's necessary. Come on, I'll comb your hair." he said. He really put her down, then put her on the chair in front of the dressing table and sat down. Then a pair of slender and white hands really began to move on her head.

His movements were slow and elegant, which made her sit there quietly and couldn't help but look crazy.

Having known him for so long, she never knew that he had such a side. She let her long hair slip into a simple but absolutely unique bun on his hand, and revealed her full forehead. "Some people say that a woman with a full forehead like you will be happy."

She pursed her lips and didn't speak. She really didn't know what to say. She continued to watch him pick up one side of the hair ornament and insert it into her hair at will, "well, the technique is OK and good-looking."

His two words "good-looking" do not know whether they mean that his bun is good-looking or that she is good-looking.

But she still blushed when she listened. In the mirror, he looked at her. When his eyes met, an electric current flashed across her, causing her to tremble. "Lean, don't take away Qin and Zhuang, OK?" she didn't want her son and daughter to live with a stepmother from now on. She couldn't think of such a scene. Anyway, she didn't like Yin Qingrou, What if that woman abused her children?

"OK." he didn't hesitate at all. He simply answered. Then he took her hand in one hand and pulled her up. "Your clothes are wet. Do you want to change them?"

She shook her head, "No." the clothes here belong to another woman. They are different in size. She doesn't like wearing other people's clothes, even if they are new.

"Do you want to see yourself wearing a wedding dress? If you want to, you might as well try it? If you don't like to take it off again, no one will force you here." he said softly. His magnetic voice was like the sound of nature, full of confusion, which made her nod involuntarily.

I really want to marry him.

Unfortunately, they were never meant to be together after all.

Then let yourself have a dream. It's better to have a dream than nothing. She looks forward to the picture of standing with him in her wedding dress. Even if it's fake, she looks forward to it.

"How about this one?" he asked her, pointing to one of the wedding dresses in the row.

She shook her head, pointed to the one on the edge and said, "I want that one."

Crystal white wedding dress, thin waist pinching, long skirt, no wrinkles, but simplicity shows a sense of elegance, "good."

He took off his wedding dress and handed it to her. "Can I help you?"

"No." she grabbed it and flashed behind the screen.

Her heart jumped wildly. She knew that she was deceiving herself and others, but she wanted to deceive herself once. She liked the dream so much. She had better never wake up.

Every time she changed her wedding dress, she trembled a little. From time to time, she glanced at the screen with her eyes. She was afraid that he would flash in suddenly and that the ugly appearance of not wearing the wedding dress would fall into his eyes.

So, although the hands trembled, they moved much faster.

In the twinkling of an eye, the wedding dress was changed on the body.

She was excited before she looked in the mirror, so she couldn't zip up the back.

"OK?" listening to the rustling sound behind the screen, but the woman hasn't come out yet. Jiang Jun looked down at his watch and was a little worried.

He doesn't want to be late, but the little woman is so slow.

"I... I can't zip up," he said. Her hands shook more and couldn't zip up.

"I'll help you," he said. Before she promised, he flashed in. His tall body stood behind her and zipped it gently. "Let's go. The size is just right."

"Yes." she looked down, really not fat or thin, as if tailored for her, "she is as thin as me?" in her previous memory, Yin Qingrou is slightly richer than her, and it seems that men like women who are convex up and down. She was dejected at the thought of this.

"Yes." he took her hand and went to the big mirror. Suddenly, a man and a woman were in his eyes.

The man's tuxedo and the woman's white wedding dress, the first feeling is that this man and woman are definitely the bride and groom, but reason soon awakened LAN Jingyi. No, they can't. She looked at the two people in the mirror and couldn't bear to blink. They stood together. It's really beautiful.

"Dong Dong Dong..." at this moment, someone knocked on the door and woke up LAN Jingyi, who was obsessed with the two people's world. She shook her body and was busy going to the screen, "I'll change it." she couldn't dream any more. She was very satisfied with her dream.

But he held her hand and didn't allow her to leave, and then the other hand also held her other hand. The four hands were held together, tight, tight.

Smelling his breath again, she began to faint. She didn't know what it was now.

"Mr. Jiang... Mr. Jiang..."

"Jing Yi... Jing Yi..."

First there was a stranger's voice, then there was Li Xuefeng's voice, "are you in there? Come out quickly."

LAN Jingyi blushed, but she was about to struggle, but the man's thin lips fell down, and at first they were just gently printed on her lips, but soon, he seemed not satisfied with such a kiss. The tip of his tongue quietly rolled into her sandalwood mouth, hooked her cloves and twined with him, danced and enjoyed it.

With such an ungrateful kiss, LAN Jingyi directly ignored the knock on the door. She didn't know anything. There was only the man in front of her in her world.

Her inclination.

Her favorite inclination.

Can we not break up.

Can he not marry Yin Qingrou?

But they can't be together. She can't stop him from marrying any other woman in his life.

She can't be so selfish.

Time, the pace at this moment was so fast that she felt that in the blink of an eye, her breathing began to rush until the oxygen in her chest was about to run out, and Jiang Junyue was willing to release her.

LAN Jingyi took a big breath, and her eyes met him. At this time, the knock on the door was gone.

The air was full of the feeling and taste of him kissing her.

Her heart beat faster and faster.

It's like jumping out of your chest.

The sun is warm, and the men around are warmer.

No, she's really going to take off this wedding dress.

The wedding dress is too beautiful for a woman who can't marry.

"I'll take off my clothes." she suddenly broke the two people's look at each other with such an opening remark. Although she couldn't get tired of seeing it, she really should wake up. There was such a big noise outside the door. She won't go out again. She won't have to wait until tomorrow. Tonight will become the front page of the evening paper.

She doesn't want to be scolded as a junior by someone pointing at her spine. It's so humiliating. What she disdains most is being a junior.

Junior three is synonymous with shamelessness.

let's go.

Let's go.

Wake up.

"Don't." he still held her hand tightly. Suddenly, he touched a small circle made of pojin's Tin paper that she was very familiar with and made by herself, put it between his fingers, raised it and smiled, "Wife, you've been engaged for so long. Should you fulfill your promise and marry me? It's better to bump into the sun than choose a day. There are many people today. Let's have a wedding today and let the adults and children of the whole amusement park testify to us."