Deep love only for you

Thinking of the words of the two people behind him just now, Huo Jingran unconsciously wants to take her hand away. But ye Luohan grasped it tightly and said, "Xiao ran, didn't you hear what they said?"

She didn't understand what he meant. After all that, did she want to use these hypocrisies to coax her into the fire again?

It's so naive!

She said faintly, "I didn't notice."

Night Luo Han didn't expose her, but said, "your hands are too cold. I'll warm them for you."

She frowned slightly, very uncomfortable, but she endured it again when she thought of taking the video anyway.

Night Luo Han's heart eased a little. He changed his right hand and continued to give Huo Jingran Wu his hand. Then he stretched out his left hand, grabbed her shoulder and took her into his arms.

She was still unwilling, but she could not escape his strength and strength.

Seeing the platoon number approaching, the night Luo Han's lips raised.

Anyway, he married her right away. The past is over. In the future, she is his!

This is his long cherished wish for many years. Although the process is not acceptable to him, he found that he still wants this result!

Finally, he called the number of the two. Yeluohan felt a burst of lightness in his heart. His voice lowered his head and said with a smile: "Xiaoran, it's our turn!"

He pulled her up and took her to the window.

"Two, fill in the form information first." the staff handed over two forms.

Huo Jingran took it in hand and saw that ye Luohan had begun to fill it. She held her pen and felt a burst of disappointment.

This is what she imagined when she was young!

Now it has come true, but there is no longer the original mood.

She was in a trance and sad. Holding her pen, she started to stay in a daze.

Nearby, ye Luohan wrote half. Seeing Huo Jingran motionless, his heart suddenly sank, and the power of holding the pen increased a bit.

He turned to look at her and tried to be calm: "Xiao ran?"

"Ah?" she turned her head, pulled back her thoughts, looked down at the form, and her eyes were a little damp.

"What's the matter?" the staff said: "marriage is voluntary. Have you considered it, miss?"

Huo Jingran bit her teeth and held her breath to keep her tears from falling. She adjusted it for several seconds. Then she began to fill in every stroke across some hazy sight.

She will be like this in the future, so it's the same whether she gets married or not. Let's use this marriage certificate to change the video!

Then, the rear bridge returns to the bridge and the road returns to the road, and each is an.

Ye Luohan was relieved to see that Huo Jingran began to write again.

Soon after he finished, she finished it and handed it in together.

The staff quickly gave them a list and asked them to take photos and pay.

At the door of the photo studio, they ran into a newly married couple. The woman complained about the ugly picture, and the man coaxed around. Finally, they talked and laughed and went out of the door.

Night Luo Han couldn't help looking at Huo Jingran beside her. How long has she never been with him

With a sour heart and hair, he took her in and sat down.

"Two, come closer!" the photographer said, "come closer! The girl's head, lean towards the boy! Well, that's right! OK!"

"How about you two come and have a look?" the photographer was obviously very satisfied, mainly because both of them had high looks.

Huo Jingran walks over and takes a look.

In the picture, they lean very close, behind them is a festive red background.

She looked at the camera faintly, but the night Luohan, who rarely smiled, raised the corners of her lips, and the fundus of her eyes was light.

She looked back. "It's fine, thank you."

"The bride is cool!" the photographer sighed and smiled at Ye Luohan.

Ye Luohan naturally took Huo Jingran's shoulder and said to the photographer, "my wife is really cool!"

When Huo Jingran heard him say "wife", she stiffened. Without saying anything, she took the lead in moving forward.

"Happy wedding!" said the photographer behind him.

They returned to the previous window and handed in the payment slip. The photos there have been printed.

The staff quickly entered the information into the network, stamped the printed marriage certificate with a steel seal and handed it to the two: "well, the two are now husband and wife protected by national laws."

"OK, thank you!" Ye Luohan took it over and his fingers trembled.

He led Huo Jingran away from the window and looked down at the marriage certificate in his hand. Only later did he know it and feel great joy.

He finally married her. Later, his house is hers. If she lives in it, it can also be called home!

"Xiaoran, your book," said Ye Luohan, handing one of them to Huo Jingran.

She took it, put it in her bag without looking, then raised her eyes and said, "when will you give me the video?"

It was like a basin of cold water pouring down, which extinguished the joy of yeluo Han's heart in an instant.

His heart suddenly filled with a burst of irritability, and his voice became a little cold: "this is the first sentence after you married me?!"

She looked him straight in the eye and was not afraid of his momentum. A sneer came up at the corner of her lips: "or do you intend to go back on what you swore to give me before, but now you go back on it?"

"Huo, Jing, ran!" Ye Luohan tried to control his anger at the moment: "are you going to take the video immediately and divorce me directly in this hall

She raised her eyes and suddenly smiled, "why, would you like to?"

"I can't wait to strangle you!" Ye Luohan sneered at Shang Huo Jingran. His fist was clucking. For a long time, Sheng Sheng restrained all his impulses.

He clasped her wrist and took her out.

His footsteps were so big that when he walked out of the hall, she almost trotted with him.

There was a bump on the ground at the door. Huo Jingran had no time to avoid it and sprained down at once.

Although Luohan pulled her at night, she wouldn't fall to the ground, but she still sprained heavily.

Night Luo Han's footsteps suddenly stopped. Seeing Huo Jingran's painful expression on her face, she squatted down and said, "what's the matter, Xiao ran?"

She stubbornly ignored him and walked forward by herself.

Her ankle hurt a little. She insisted. He looked like he was on fire, but he still accepted his life. He beat her horizontally and picked her up and walked to the parking lot.

He stuffed her into the co pilot's seat, leaned over and grabbed her ankle. He saw if it was swollen, so he roughly fastened her seat belt, slammed the door heavily, and then stepped on the accelerator without saying a word.

In the car, he was particularly silent and depressed until he got closer and closer to Nanshan bieyuan.

Huo Jingran thought that she might have been too worried just now. Maybe Ye Luohan backed up the video on her home computer?

Thinking of this, she closed her eyes and forced herself to wait calmly.

Soon, ye Luohan drove into his ground parking lot, parked the car, turned his head and looked at Huo Jingran with his eyes closed.

Although her face is more mature than ten years ago, her skin is still so good. When she is quiet, she is like the princess in his dream.

The sun fell on her cheeks, plating a soft warm light on her delicate facial features.

He found that his originally surging anger calmed down bit by bit.

He couldn't help taking out the marriage certificate in his pocket.

On it are their group photos and their names.

Today is their wedding night, isn't it?

He should let her, just like the little girl in the past, she had unreasonable moments. Didn't he let her?

Thinking of this, he took a deep breath, leaned over and kissed Huo Jingran on the cheek.

She suddenly opened her eyes and dodged aside as if frightened.

He was embarrassed, but he quickly adjusted his mood: "Xiao ran, we're home."

"Well," she nodded and reached for the seat belt buckle.

He took a step first, so her hand pressed on the back of his hand.

She trembled slightly and withdrew quickly.

But he grabbed her hand and felt a pain in his heart: "Xiao ran, we're married."

Her hand jerked as if to digest the information.

Heart, a decadent.

Silence began to spread. Ye Luohan couldn't stand such calm, so he fastened her, fished her from the co pilot's seat, and then looked up to kiss her.

The space is narrow, she has nowhere to hide, and can only be forced to bear his kiss.

She sobbed in a low voice. He was so painful that he even had some moisture in the fundus of his eyes: "Xiaoran, we're married!"

He hugged her and said word by word again, "you are my wife now!"

She looked at him, tears finally could not help, drop by drop.

He leaned over and kissed her tears. His eyes were red and full of water: "my night Luohan can't divorce. There is only widowhood here!"

"Did you force me to die?" she looked at him, her heart surging. Why, she decided not to hate, and the man still forced her to hate him?!

"I won't let you die!" night Luohan's words seemed to squeeze out from his teeth, with a deep hatred, and seemed to be full of love: "you want to die, unless you step on my body! Otherwise, you will live a long, long time, and can only be with me!"

He just smiled at her like a devil: "Xiao ran, give me a baby!"

Her eyes suddenly opened wide. At this moment, thinking of the cold operating table, the hatred in her heart turned into uncontrollable anger!

She raised her hand and hit him like crazy, and he suffered without frowning.