Forced Marriage: Super Petite Wife

The wedding of Meng Yuliang and Li mi was held in the most luxurious hotel in city A.

On such a cold day, it must be very hasty to hold a wedding in China. There is no time to plan anything else.

Cheng Yi came to the hotel alone.

As soon as I entered the lobby of the hotel, I saw a huge wedding photo of them.

Anyone who sees it will sigh that this is a golden girl.

It is estimated that Cheng Yi is the only one who stares at Meng Yuliang's face and secretly bah, scum.

She went to the check-in office and gave the cash gift and a Porsche.

The Li family is also a well-known person in city A. most of them are elites from the business and medical circles.

The atmosphere is quite solemn, not as intoxicated as ordinary rich people.

After Cheng Yi signed in, he went to the venue. The wedding still started for a while. The guests gathered in the small hall to listen to music and get to know each other.

Cheng Yi thought that she was going to say hello to Li mi. She asked the hotel staff and learned that Li mi was in the dressing room. She went straight inside.

In the dark hotel corridor, Meng Yuliang and the best man just came out of the room.

He was wearing a white plaid suit, a grand big back, and his shoes were polished.

Whether from the collar pin, the scarf at the collar, or the cufflinks, they are impeccably exquisite.

Like a young master who returned from a large family abroad during the period of the Republic of China.

Cheng Yi can imagine that Li Mi's wedding dress must be conservative and retro.

It matches their personal style.

At the moment, Meng Yuliang walked towards Cheng Yi, bowed his head and said something to the best man.

The collar pin made him uncomfortable and kept touching the place with his hand.

The look on his face was also a little irritable.

There were so many trivia at the wedding that he was not at all relaxed.

Because he is so good-looking, like the man in the picture, Cheng Yi looks more and stops.

Meng Yuliang finished his words, raised his head and ran into her eyes.

Cheng Yi doesn't know why. Maybe she hates this person too much. She turns around and leaves.

Meng Yuliang whispered to the best man, "go first. I'll be there in a minute."

After the best man turned into the venue, he walked quickly and followed Cheng Yi's steps.

To tell the truth, just now, Meng Yuliang was still blocked in his heart and felt out of breath.

But at the moment of seeing Cheng Yi, the breeze dispersed the haze in his heart.

Here she is.

Why did she come.

She came.

I haven't seen you for many days. I didn't expect to meet you again.

"Miss Cheng," Meng Yuliang whispered.

Cheng Yi heard this, with a gentle tone and his hoarse voice, he was covered with goose bumps.

She didn't dare to look back. She just buried her head forward and wanted to fly.

Is Meng Yuliang, a dissolute childe, sick and chasing after her? What does that mean.

Meng Yuliang's cry didn't stop Cheng Yi.

She walks faster.

Meng Yuliang, with his long legs, soon caught up with her, took her hand and grabbed her.

Cheng Yi is angry. Shit, you dare to touch me.

She whirled and attacked Meng Yuliang's throat.

Meng Yuliang shook his body and escaped.

Cheng Yi looked at her fist and the man in front of her in surprise.

What's the matter? It's useless for so long. I'm rusty?

No way!

"How do you hit people?" Meng Yuliang grabbed her wrist and pressed her against the wall.

"You..." Cheng Yi sees him getting closer and closer, bending his knees and kicking!

Meng Yuliang narrowed his eyes, stepped back and avoided again.

At this time, he bent over, and the tip of his nose almost touched the tip of Cheng Yi's nose.

His eyes were full of surprises.

The ecstasy of winning the lottery.

"You're here?" he whispered.

Cheng Yi said, "I didn't come to see you. Let go of me. Aren't you afraid if someone sees me?"

Are you really not afraid of being seen with such ambiguous gestures and movements, you bridegroom?

Oh, my God.

There are such scum in the world.

Cheng Yi hates him because he can smell lust clearly from his eyes and the hormones emanating from him.

He likes himself.

Like cats like fish.

No, maybe he likes all the women in the world.

"Oh, yes, what about being seen?"

Meng Yuliang whispered. He turned his head and kicked away a room next to him. Regardless of whether there was anyone in it, he forcibly pulled Cheng Yi in.

"Today, you wear my favorite skirt and high heels. It's strange that you like it every time you see you." Meng Yuliang said softly.

He crushed Cheng Yi to death.

He seems to know that every move Cheng Yi makes can clamp her down before Cheng Yi makes a move.

Many moves have passed between Fang Cun and Cheng Yi. Cheng Yi doesn't break away from him. On the contrary, they are closer and closer.

Meng Yuliang thought: since in her heart, I'm already a dissolute smelly man.

Scolded and beaten.

That's good.

Meng Yuliang felt that in this way, he could do many things he didn't dare to do and get closer to her in the name of a hooligan.

"You!" Cheng Yi gasped. "You let me go."

"Why do you hide when you see me?" Meng Yuliang narrowed his eyes and asked with a smile.

Cheng Yi stared at his thin eyelids and looked at the beautiful arc.

He laughed, pure without a trace of evil.

Cheng Yi doesn't know why, but she is moved at the bottom of her heart. She thinks he is a good man.

Oh, No.

This shameless guy pressed other women against the wall on his wedding day.

This is such a scum.

"You're shameless," Cheng Yi said.

"Well," Meng Yuliang said, "what else? Why do you hide when you see me? Are you afraid of me or like me?"

Cheng Yi said, "who likes you? You're a bad man like the plague. Let me go!"

"Don't let go." Meng Yuliang said, "you shout, shout everyone. I'll see who's more embarrassed."

"Shameless." Cheng Yi scolded.

"I'm shameless, I'm shameless, I'm a bad man." Meng Yuliang said.

These words, from Cheng Yi's mouth, don't look like swearing.

He smiled and said, "shouldn't such a man gnash his teeth and rush to hit me? Why are you avoiding me?"

"I......" Cheng Yi's words are poor.

She scolded herself in her heart. Why did she hide.

The next time I see him, I should not hesitate to kick him.

"You like me." Meng Yuliang asked softly.

Cheng Yi looked at him, stunned.

He asked this with all his life's affection.

The air around me suddenly disappeared.

Cheng Yi is out of breath.

Today's Meng Yuliang is not as strong as ever.

There is no longer the usual disgusting feeling.

Meng Yuliang stared at Cheng Yi and looked at her face. His heart seemed to be confused by a long stick.

There is no reason.

Just looking at her, I think God treats me well.

With courage, he took Cheng yilou into his arms.

Little she, with her narrow shoulders and a body that had no weight, could give people such a strong warmth.

The warmth of a tired bird's nest.

Meng Yuliang said nothing, but gently hugged her, holding her back with one hand, passing through her hair with the other hand and holding the back of her head.

His broad palm just covered the back of her round head.

He gave a deep sigh.

This sigh shocked Cheng Yi's heart.

This hug.

This sigh, this heartbeat frequency and position.

The way you put your arms around her.

Only one person, only he will hold himself like this, holding a baby.

Not for lust, do not touch any sensitive parts, just like a treasure.

"Yang Xiao?" Cheng Yi said softly in his suit, "is that you?"

Meng Yuliang was immersed in a sea of flowers.

Cheng Yi obediently stopped moving and gently let him hold them. The bad environment around them was eliminated in an instant. Between the empty heaven and earth, only each other was left, only one left and one right. Two hearts were beating.

Suddenly, Cheng Yi's questions pulled him back from the illusion, making him goose bumps all over.

His intoxicated expression disappeared, a bad smile floated from the corners of his mouth, and his hand on his back was also moving down.

He acted shamelessly and obscene, pinched Cheng Yi's waist, smiled and said, "so you treat me as someone else. No wonder... Miss Cheng, I don't mind being a double. If you don't mind, then... Oh! Ah!"

Cheng Yi suddenly wakes up and bends his knees.

At the same time, twist his wrist and push him away.

"Scum!" she waved her fist and stopped in front of Meng Yuliang's painful face. "Don't hit your face today, scum! Dare you touch me next time?"

Meng Yuliang looked at her angry expression and her little fist. Even if the pain had bent down, covered the key and kept jumping in place, he was still very happy.

Next time, I'm scum. I'll touch it next time.

If I knew you were so interesting, I would have been a scum for a long time. Alas... The Buddhist system suffered a lot in those years.