Flash marriage president is too dominant

When night fell, Rino also recovered and survived the most difficult day. Except that she felt empty, she didn't have any special feeling, cry or pain.

After eating something and taking care of herself, she went to heaven star——

On the other hand, the original three-day wedding banquet was only one day because of this change. Even the guests were sent by Feng Yiting and the housekeeper.

Feng Yimo's mood is low. On this day, the sadness on his face is clearly written! In the room, he filled a lot of wine. It seems that only wine can suppress the restlessness of his heart.

I didn't expect the wedding to be like this. In the corridor, Jia AI and Feng Hanxiang got together. Their faces were very ugly. Feng Hanxiang still couldn't help muttering:

"Unexpectedly, it's still this woman! It's really dead. It's not peaceful! Mom, he still cares about her here! Those gossip --

Really? What's going on?

Also puzzled and upset, Jia AI was even more depressed: "who knows? Anyway, it's gone after all! I just didn't expect that he would have a ghost marriage for her? What bad luck! "

Why is this wedding so weird? Moreover, the idea she had put down made trouble in her heart at this moment, which disturbed her even more!

At this time, should we hit him again?

Subconsciously, the answer was yes, but at the thought of that action, she was inexplicably worried and tangled, so she stood restlessly.

Similarly, Feng Hanxiang was originally unhappy. She also participated in such a wedding. She didn't get the so-called vanity of being sought after. At this moment, she couldn't help being upset.

But after all, grandma and Feng Fu were there. They took a breath and didn't dare to stay more. They went back to their places again.

Other people's feelings about the wedding are not only sad, heartache and regret, but also - moved!

Even in an instant, Feng Yiting moved the idea of obtaining the certificate, and a touch of red posture flashed in his mind. I don't know why, he always felt that this sad wedding was happy——

After seeing everyone off, Feng Yiting went to Feng Yimo's room. Sure enough, as soon as he opened the door, he smelled the wine: "brother, are you okay? They are all gone. Grandma is worried about you! "

After pulling him, Feng Yiting got up and poured him a glass of water.

In fact, he wanted to get drunk, but I don't know why. On this day, Feng Yimo was very conscious. As a result, he patted Feng Yiting on the shoulder:

"It's all right! I'm fine! Don't worry about me! Today should also be a happy day! " Sad happy!

Raise your glass and drink it up. Feng Yimo said, "it's hard for you today! Go back and rest early! I'll take Mo Yan's car, by the way! "

Today, he will live in Baixing garden, the last place she lived!

"Good! Call me whenever you need anything! "

He clapped his hands and smiled at each other. Then Feng Yiting turned and left. He knew what he needed now was silence——

He got up and left the room again.

All the way back to the city, Feng Yimo felt some suffocating panic, and then pulled his tie: "stop by the side of the road, I want to breathe!"

Chose a park roadside, Mo Yan stopped his car, Feng Yimo got off, smoked a cigarette and blew a cool wind for a while.

Not far away, Mo Yan got out of the car, but he didn't get close. He looked at his lonely figure and sighed.

Back in the car again, Feng Yimo was obviously sober. Looking at the scenery outside the window, his hand unconsciously touched the ring. The habitual gentle movement was like touching his beloved.

When the consciousness is clear, the human heart becomes more and more empty and lonely. Missing is once again imprisoned like a yoke. Suddenly, there is a sense of rapid suffocation when breathing. When his eyes turn inadvertently, Feng Yimo suddenly says:

"Take me to heaven star! I want a drink! "

In the rear-view mirror, Mo Yan looked at him twice. Mo Yan didn't say anything. He chose to turn at the intersection. Slowly, the car stopped at the door. As soon as he looked back, he didn't have time to make a sound, so he sealed Mo's first way:

"Go back and have a rest! Nothing! "

He had pushed the door and got out of the car.

His clothes had changed back to black, he shook his suit, and Feng Yimo dragged his decadent figure into the heaven star. Habitually, he wanted to take a familiar seat, but found that it was full and had no choice. He had to take the most expensive semi open private room seat left on the high platform. The place was very large. Of course, the vision was also the best.

But today, he actually feels very stuffy and doesn't like this relatively closed and secluded residence.

Putting down his suit, he was no longer picky. He asked someone to send a bottle of top red wine, some snacks and fruits, and his tie loosened a bit. He poured a glass of red wine.

In his ears, the drum music was noisy. He narrowed his eyes and immersed in the grape fragrance of wine. A ethereal posture gradually appeared in his mind, and his state of mind seemed to be a little calmer.

While indulging, a burst of cheers and shrieks suddenly began: "Wow, sister sang, sister sang ~"

With bursts of warm applause, whistles and cheers, familiar names suddenly entered the bottom of my ears, and Feng Yimo's thoughts were interrupted in fragments:

Sister sang?

Today's luck seems to be good!

"Did you bring it to me?"

Unconsciously, Feng Yimo touched the ring again, and then slowly opened his eyes. His sight must have increased suddenly.

Because it was dark on the stage at this time, but there was a fluorescent snake like the shadow of a beauty floating gracefully.

People can't see it at all, but the beautiful figure, soft lines, slowly wriggling, and the strokes outlined are really like watching a spirit snake dancing, shocking and impeccable!

"Wow ~ wow, Hoo -"

Although only the outline of a woman's body, but I don't know why, Feng Yimo can always smell the familiar breath, and his heart beats inexplicably.

This fluorescent dance is really strange in the column. It's so special! No wonder there's a lot of noise here!

Just seeing this shadow, he was excited!

The eyes unconsciously stared a little, and the familiar feeling became stronger and stronger: "why? What's going on? "

Why does he have such a strange feeling just seeing her body lines? An uncontrollable throb? Is it a throb?

Suddenly shook his head, closed his eyes, sealed Yimo, and then opened his eyes, the scene on the stage had changed. It was like the floating s background of green grass. At this time, it became a horizontal blue wave, and it was like a sexy red main dance of a spirit snake, but now it became an elegant white Mermaid——