Hidden marriage sweet wife is so wild and overwhelming

"Jealous?"

He had been eating the vinegar of the ancient castle and Lian Sheng's dance for several months. He hadn't heard him mention it before. Today, when he was drunk, he turned over the account. Song Rao made fun of him.

Fu Sicheng: "eat."

Song Rao coaxed, "how about jumping again tomorrow?"

"No, now."

Fu Sicheng took her to the middle empty place, grabbed her, put a hand on his shoulder and hugged her.

Song Rao had no choice but to dance with him.

He really drank a little too much. He put his forehead against song Rao's forehead and was a little crooked. After a while, he completely fell on Song Rao's shoulder, kowtowed his eyes and hugged her tightly.

Song Rao patted him on the back: "is it hard for your head after drinking so much wine? Shall I fetch some water to wipe your face? Hmm? I knew I would look at you."

"Song Rao, I'm thirty-three," he said suddenly.

"Well, have you thought about your birthday? Do you want to make a wish? Or do you think you are old?" Song Rao asked him in a warm voice.

"It's going to be thirty-four soon. Next year thirty-five, my life has passed. I'm so angry that we missed many years." his tone was regretful and unwilling.

"Not angry, we met early, compared with many people, we are already very lucky." Song Rao comforted him.

"But there are too few in my life. If only there were another life. In the next life, I must marry you earlier."

"Then I will marry you earlier."

When Fu Sicheng heard this, he smiled, "really?"

Song Rao: "really."

Fu Sicheng hugged her more tightly: "I want to live a long life with you. I have to spend at least 70 years with you in this life, otherwise I won't close my eyes."

"Don't say these bad words on the day of great joy. We will certainly live a long life."

"Well, it will take a long time."

The music was ringing. They hugged each other tightly, swaying gently and turning slowly in place.

After turning around for a long time, Fu Sicheng didn't know what to think of again. He let go of song Rao and staggered towards the head of the bed.

Song Rao followed and helped him.

Fu Sicheng squatted down and opened the bedside table.

Song Rao knew what he was going to take. Sure enough, he took out two marriage certificates and household registration books and took her to sit by the bed and look at them together. He will take it out in three days.

Gently stroking song Rao's cheek in the wedding photo, Fu Sicheng looked down for a long time, took song Rao's face for comparison, then smiled and held song Rao's face, kissed her hard on her forehead, and hugged her again.

Song Rao hugged him back and patted him on the back shoulder.

"Song Rao."

"Yes."

"Song Rao."

"Yes."

"Song Rao..."

He called her again and again, and she responded in a lot.

He is a man of few words in nature. He is resolute in his work and concise in his life. He is not willing to announce a lot of things.

Only love song Rao, but he is happy with it. Drunk tonight, he unreservedly told song Rao his love, called her name countless times, said I don't know how many words I love you, kissed and kissed people, and said that she is his bride and must be in the next life.

Even in my dream, I still say I love her.

He's really happy today.

They are sorry for each other, so they will try their best to love each other and make up for each other.

This huge wedding is well known. It has been talked about for a long time. Song Rao has become the envy of countless people, none of them. After all, she married the chairman of Fu group and the powerful Fu ye in Kyoto.