He's cute but puritanical

The night before the wedding, in the dead of night, Feng Yu'an suddenly received an anonymous text message in his mobile phone.

[ANN, I wish you a happy wedding! 】

Feng Yu'an didn't see the message until he woke up the next morning.

There are only eight words, but Feng Yu'an immediately guessed who sent the message at the first sight.

She quickly called back the number, but when she called in the past, the mobile phone came to the empty number prompt tone.

Feng Yu'an's hand is holding the mobile phone tightly, and her eyebrows can't help twisting up.

It's Xiaolai!

It must be Xiaolai!

But where did she hide?

Is something going on?

Even if she is cruel, she should not even ignore the children!

She had seen Yanbai once. She was so young, but because of his poor physical condition, she was sent to a temple on the mountain to eat and live with a group of monks.

The rice paste in the temple, but she didn't use milk powder for a long time.

Feng Yu'an is very distressed about the child, and would like to contact Jiang Lai immediately to tell her about the child, but now the number has turned into an empty number.

Probably, Jiang Lai knew that there was a good relationship between Zuo Xiao and Lu Shiyan. If he knew her whereabouts, he would tell Zuo Xiao, who would inform Lu Shiyan as soon as possible.

Feng Yu'an was distracted, and suddenly a tall figure came around her from behind, tightly encircling her waist.

A clear voice came from the top of the head, three magnetic and seven provocative, "An'an, what are you thinking, eh?"

Feng Yu'an thought of the empty number, and his eyes flashed slightly, "nothing. I just wonder if no one is coming to my wedding except the Smiths today."

After all, she has broken with Nie Jingxian and has no other relatives in Huacheng.

And her best friend Jiang Lai has also been missing for a long time. Maybe she is the thinnest bride in the history of relatives and friends. She will marry alone!

The assistant owl saw the loss of her eyes and put his big hand around her. His low voice was comforting. "Don't worry, Ann. From today on, the Smiths are all your relatives."

This sentence is very warm, but Feng Yu'an feels more lonely in a foreign country.

But she didn't want to make Zuo Xiao worry about herself, so she nodded, "well, I know."

Still holding the mobile phone in his hand, Feng Yu'an hesitated and hesitated, and gently called him, "assistant owl?"

"Well? What's the matter? " The assistant owl encircled her hand and tightened a little, and her voice was a little gentle.

Feng Yuan originally wanted to talk to him about anonymous text messages, but she was very clear that Lu Shiyan would come to attend the wedding today, so in the end, she just shook her head and swallowed her words back into her stomach.

"Nothing. It's probably pre marital anxiety. I feel a little nervous now."

Zuo Xiao put his big hand in front of her and said in a warm voice, "Ann, please feel my hand."

Feng Yu'an listened to this, turned his head and looked at him, "what's the matter?"

The assistant owl did not immediately answer her words, and said, "touch my hand."

Feng Yu an Zhao did, and then looked at him suspiciously, with some concern, "your hand, injured?"

"No, I'm not hurt." Seeing that she couldn't answer, Zuo Xiao pasted the palm of his hand to her hand again, "don't you feel it? My hands are full of sweat. "

Feng Yuan looked at the suit he was wearing. "You don't wear much, are you hot?"

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