Late Marriage: Warm Wife, Let's Get Married

When Anjing came out of the dressing room after changing the dark blue dress, she didn't immediately see the figures of Tang qianrong and Lei Aotian, because the skirt train was relatively long. Just now, the shopping guide was helping her tidy up the skirt in the dressing room. When she came out, she didn't see the figures of Tang qianrong and Lei Aotian. She was obviously disappointed.

But an Jingxing was relieved.

The two men standing here are like a pair of pneumatic machines. They just choose a dress. In their eyes, they seem to be robbing a confidential document. On the contrary, she thinks she will choose a more comfortable one if they are not here.

This navy blue dress is made of silk. It is very close to the body and has good air permeability. The lace naturally integrated together is a little sexy. The broken diamonds dotted on the cuffs and necklines make a finishing touch. It is low-key and not too luxurious. It is very in line with the atmosphere of charity dinner. It is very good.

"Just this one. Wrap it for me."

Anjinghang soon chose, but when he had to pay, he remembered that Tang qianrong had just taken his bag. He was embarrassed. He just wanted to turn back to find Tang qianrong, but he ran into Lei Aotian, holding a silver stick in his hand, and came from the door.

His ankle is deformed, but it's not particularly serious. He probably doesn't want his disabled posture to be so conspicuous when he walks. Although he has an additional crutch, he looks no different from normal people when he walks.

"Brush my card." Lei Aotian went to the bar and took out a golden card from his clothes and handed it to him. An Jingxing just wanted to refuse, but Lei Aotian said again: "it's just compensation. I never gave you any expensive skirt in those years. It's just a gift from an old friend. I don't mean anything else. "

Hearing Lei Aotian's words, an Jingxing couldn't help thinking of the hard days they had gone through together in those years. For a moment, they couldn't speak. For a moment of hesitation, Lei Aotian's card had been received by the cashier.

An Jingxing returned to his senses and hurriedly opened his mouth to stop him: "forget it. I still don't want to send such valuable gifts between old friends. I can't afford it. Miss, help him return the card. I'll wait for my boyfriend to pay the bill for me. "

The cashier lady was drunk by the words of Anjing bank. For a moment, Lei Aotian had no idea. Seeing that Anjing bank was so decisive, Lei Aotian refused himself, and his face suddenly became a little ugly. "Anjing bank, can't I buy you another skirt if I leave? But in only one year, do you really forget me? "

Lei Aotian's voice was much louder than just now, which startled the shop assistants standing aside. An Jingxing just looked at Lei Aotian in front of him with a indifferent face and sighed slowly for a long time.

"Aotian, I have never forgotten you, and I will never forget you."

An Jingxing's words were very gentle, quiet and serious. Lei Aotian didn't expect an Jingxing to say such a sentence. A strong surprise spread from the bottom of his heart. However, before this emotion lasted long, an Jingxing said again: "I just don't love you anymore,