Ex-wife Won't Remarry

Originally, after the wedding, according to the normal procedure, the bride and groom should receive guests together. However, Fu Junhao left all the guests to the two old men and Fang Jin as early as after the ceremony. He went away with a whip in his arms. He also called it: the moment of spring night is worth thousands of gold, and there must be no waste!

Fang Jin and others immediately made a "high octave" sound of ridicule.

Muxi Yan also made a big red face. Until he was forced into the car, his ears were still flushed. The main who said this was smiling, calm and serious. He couldn't help getting a little angry. He thought that the people who had just made a very ambiguous joke in their eyes were even more depressed. Finally, he couldn't help hissing, "if you're not serious, you're not afraid to ruin your reputation!"

Fu Junhao in the driver's seat slightly raised his eyebrows, looked at her red ears, flashed interest from the bottom of his eyes, and smiled with interest, "Madam, that's not true. As the saying goes: the wedding night is when the golden list is named. This flower night is ahead of the nomination of the golden list. It can be seen that the ancestors have been making this list of important events outside; moreover, the succession of ancestors has been the top priority in people's hearts since ancient times, so Weifu just followed the ancient motto and better practiced the truth handed down by the ancestors at the wedding site , not only is there nothing wrong with Wei Fu's reputation, but also adds a strong romantic charm to it. This is a wonderful thing“

”Madam is really thoughtful, but it's really rare for her to think about her husband. In order to repay your kindness, I will practice it tonight to make her very comfortable. There's no other thought“

”... "Muxi's mouth is sluggish and can't help but be covered with black lines. If there are profound words that make her blush more prosperous, no wonder people say that they are not afraid of hooligans, but they are afraid of hooligans with culture. It's not him!

The crooked head glared at him fiercely. However, the blush on his face was like rosy clouds, the eyes were moist, and there was a touch of charm between his eyebrows. This eye not only had no deterrent, but was like jiaochen. It made Fu Junhao hot, stepped on the accelerator, and his speed doubled in an instant.

The sudden acceleration made muxiyan exclaim, and she turned her head to his hot and profound sight. She just felt that not only her face, but also her skin outside the wedding dress was hot. She couldn't help crying in her heart. Look at this driving, she won't get out of bed tomorrow!

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Sure enough, the car finally stopped at the other courtyard in Nanshan. Muxiyan was directly carried into the house and went upstairs. Before he had time to look at the bedroom, the people were taken to the bed together. The refined touch went into his heart along the skin. The tip of muxiyan's nose was full of fragrant flowers. With a slight grasp of his hand and facing the moonlight outside the window, he found that the bed was full of white roses The petals are still trimmed into snowflakes. They are dreamy and beautiful. They can't return to God for a long time.

Fu Junhao stared at the person under her. Her face was stained with rouge, her skin was bright and moist, snow-white and delicate, her apricot eyes were slightly open, and her cherry lips were moist. It seemed that there was a touch of water mist in the unconscious area. The snow-white wedding dress complemented the white petals, and the whole person was really tight.

The deep bottom of his eyes burst into flames. He gently leaned over and held her crystal red earlobe. He whispered in a charming and gorgeous voice, "madam, at this time, you are still in a mood to be absent-minded. You really should be punished!"

With that, the soft and hot kiss fell down, leaving dazzling fireworks flowers, and then returned to the soft cherry lips. The gentle and fresh breath came to his face with the fragrance of flowers. Muxiyan only felt that the whole person was as soft as being soaked in the illusion of Taixu. Only by grasping him in the fragrance of flowers can he find the sense of reality.

The consciousness gradually blurred, and the snow skin was stained with a layer of rose color. Under the faint moonlight, it formed a strong visual contrast with the surrounding rose petals. She bathed and half dozed her eyes, and the dense jade feather trembled slightly, like a fluttering butterfly wing. She only felt that the whole person was like lying on layers of clouds, soft and dreamy. Gradually, she was confused and confused.

Suddenly, a slight pain pulled her back to reality and suddenly opened her eyes. His face was as bright as the stars. He was about to open his mouth, and his mouth was blocked

Since then, as soon as the golden wind and jade dew meet, they win countless people in the world.

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The flowers are fragrant, the moonlight is shy, the air in the room is wet, soft and ambiguous, and the broken female voice sounds hoarse and soft, "no... I want it..."

The words are tiny, the cheeks are red, and the big tears are on the corners of the eyes.

"Good!" Fu Junhao kissed the tears from the corners of her eyes, stretched out his hand and tightly held the person in his arms. The corners of his lips were light, and his hoarse magnetic voice floated in a trance, "I love you..." then dissipated in the wind.

However, Muxi Yan, who had fallen asleep, did not hear the last whisper, the "three words" she wanted to hear most in her life but never had a chance to hear again

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Muxiyan didn't wake up until the next evening, and he was awakened by his growling stomach. He opened his eyes and looked at the petals in the room for a long time. Everything poured into his mind last night and couldn't help reddening his ears.

Looking at the red sunset outside the window, I was even more depressed. I secretly greeted someone in my heart. I took the clothes prepared at the head of the bed and changed them. Just about to get up, I had bursts of soft legs and sour waist. I couldn't help hissing, "Damn it!"

Holding back her discomfort, she went down the stairs and just sat down on the sofa. Xiaomei turned out of the kitchen with a pile of delicious millet porridge. As soon as she saw her, she was stunned for a few seconds. A big smile appeared on her little face and hurried over, "madam, are you up?"

Muxi smiled, nodded, looked around and asked, "are you alone?"

Xiaomei hurriedly handed over the porridge in her hand and was about to open her mouth. A smile of interest came from the kitchen, "Yo, finally wake up?" then Natha's amorous figure turned out.

Muxi was stunned. She was full of joking and ambiguous eyes, and her scalp was numb. Just trying to turn the topic aside, someone ran over excitedly, sat down against her, and bit her ears with gossip on his face. "Mr. Fu is good in bed? Stains, how did you sleep so long? Talk, talk!"

Although she was biting her ears, her voice was not small, and Xiaomei on one side blushed. She couldn't help secretly aiming at the charming Mu Xi's words.

Glancing at them, Muxi said, slightly pumping from the corners of his mouth, coughed twice, glanced at her and warned, "Nasha, pay attention to your image as an international famous model!"

Naatasha looked at her with a slight look, and then Tucao, "make complaints about Miss Chang's image has been very good.

"Well... Where's Xiaoyan?" Muxi interrupted her and looked at Xiaomei. Nasha was angry for a while. Xiaomei smiled. "Miss Fu is busy with the wedding at home?"

Muxi Yan nodded and glanced at Nasha, who was about to move. She was afraid for a while and hurriedly said, "well, let's go back and help her!" she was about to get up, but she was pulled by Nasha.

"What's the matter?" Muxi said puzzled.

Nasha looked at her carefully and smiled, "you're famous!"

Mu Xi was stunned. She didn't know, so she looked at the mysterious Xi and then looked at the smiling Xiaomei.

Xiaomei's smile was stiff. She reached out and took out her mobile phone, turned it over, handed it over, and said with some worry, "madam, you are really famous“

The words came to me, and found that the whole page was live broadcast of their wedding last night. They make complaints about all kinds of brain holes, or envy or surprise or Tucao or disdain. In a moment, the whole people were a bit messy, and could not help but frown. She became married and became famous.

There was no reporters last night, and the wedding site was one hundred and eight thousand li away from Kyoto. Although it was a big move, there was no village around. The job was always low-key, and it didn't want the wedding to affect everyday life. Who would like to be moved to the screen without any reason to be at leisure?

Who on earth leaked it out?

Nasha also saw that she was not right, and her joking smile was more serious, but her voice was still charming and pleasant. "Originally, it was nothing that the wedding was known by the world. With this effort, 90% of people would agree and envy. However, now the negative evaluation on the Internet is far more than positive. It seems that someone deliberately guided things in a bad way“

Mu Xi said that the light in her eyes was Ling. Then she nodded, looked up at her and asked, "what do you think of Jun hao?"

The corners of Nasha's lips were hooked, and there was a bit of dangerous light between her eyes, which seemed to contain a bit of cunning. After gazing at Muxi for a few seconds, she got up carelessly and spit out a sentence carelessly, "Whoever offended the black hearted and vengeful fox will have a bad life!"

Bathed Xi Yan Leng for a few seconds, and then he smiled faintly.

Xiaomei looked at her and then at the back of Nasha. She blinked inexplicably. It was obvious that she didn't want to understand.

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Because the body was too tired, Muxi said that after dinner, he went back to his room and fell asleep. Vaguely and familiar touch hit him. His body almost instinctively drilled in and stretched out his hand. In the future, people will lie beside him, holding his thin and powerful waist with both hands spontaneously, rubbing in his warm arms, but he didn't open his eyes.