Lie down, my dear wife

"If I were like others, I wouldn't be me," said Su Qingcheng. His attitude was a little arrogant and his heart didn't want others to know too much. If Zuo ruowei knew that he loved her too much, he couldn't decide how to go to heaven.

Zuo ruowei groaned and turned around in front of Su Qingcheng. A lovely smile appeared on his face. "I just looked at myself in the mirror. I must be the most beautiful bride in the audience."

"Of course, I'm the woman of Su Qingcheng." Su Qingcheng's voice was full of a trace of pride, as if he was proud of Zuo ruowei.

Zuo ruowei is dragging her wedding dress and her long skirt is swaying, which is beyond her reach.

She stretched out her hand, showed Su Qingcheng her fingertips and said, "the note you left me is very domineering. I put on this ring. It looks good."

The slender fingertips with glittering rings are particularly beautiful.

Su Qingcheng couldn't help thinking of the previous scene. She didn't want to talk to her at that time, didn't want to see the sketch of the ring he designed, and threw away the grass ring.

"How will our wedding come out?" Zuo ruowei thought hard. This was the problem Su Qingcheng gave her. She thought about it for two days and didn't think it well.

"Haven't thought about it yet?" Su Qingcheng stepped forward and hugged Zuo ruowei. He bowed his head and breathed her hair fragrance.

"It's too hard to think. I want something special, but it seems that every routine has been used." Zuo Ruo wrinkled his beautiful eyebrows. "By the way, why only I try the wedding dress, don't you have to try the bridegroom's dress?"

"Everything I wear suits me. I don't need it." Su Qingcheng's eyes were a little evil.

He was hugged by Su Qingcheng. It was a little hot in this hot day, but Zuo ruowei still felt sweet and said, "why didn't I find you so narcissistic before."

Su Qingcheng's self-confidence seems to be innate.

Su Qingcheng narrowed his eyes and thought of a good idea. He said, "otherwise, skydiving at the wedding?"

"..." Zuo ruowei was speechless and really admired Su Qingcheng's brain.

Skydiving?!

"Is it appropriate for me to parachute in my wedding dress? And I'm not sure where to land. It's troublesome to walk to the wedding site in case of landing too far. Besides... I don't dare to parachute." to tell the truth, Zuo ruowei really doesn't dare to parachute. This way is too exciting.

Zuo Ruo turned her watery eyes and said, "I've thought a lot. Ordinary weddings are too common. There's nothing new. There's nothing to change except a little grand." she continued, "slow down. It seems that cruise ships and Chinese weddings are a little creative, but... This routine seems to have been used."

Su Qingcheng thought for a moment and said, "you can do whatever you want. I'll cooperate fully."

"By the way!" Zuo ruowei's eyes lit up. She hooked her lips and said, "skydiving is not realistic, but hot-air balloons are very realistic!"

In the past, when Zuo ruowei watched TV dramas, there were often hot-air balloons. Romantic and innovative in hot-air balloons.

Zuo ruowei pursed his lips and said, "otherwise we'll use hot-air balloons. By the way, I also want to add some Chinese style."

Zuo ruowei's ideas suddenly emerged at this moment. She had a short circuit in her head before and didn't think of similar ideas, but now she has a lot of ideas after talking with Su Qingcheng.

She used to play games with Su Qingcheng. She liked the Chinese style scenes in the game very much.

All want to use Chinese style.

"Well, let's first use the Chinese style and then use the hot-air balloon." Su Qingcheng said faintly.

Zuo ruowei can still look forward to the wedding. Her expression has changed slightly, especially lovely. "I calculated. Now there are six days to go before the wedding. Everything is almost ready."

"Don't prepare anything. You've been my bride for a long time." Su Qingcheng doesn't often say love words, but every time he says love words, he can reach Zuo ruowei.

Zuo ruowei stretched out his hand and said, "give me my cell phone back, and I'll continue to watch the news." the stories made up in the news are very romantic and beautiful, and some are very dog blood. She has the right to read them as a joke.

"No internet access." Su Qingcheng said seriously again.

Zuo ruowei pursed her lips, and her face was a little angry.

She broke away from Su Qingcheng's embrace, which seemed to have changed.

At this time, Su Qingcheng's mobile phone rang.

Su Qingcheng answered the phone in front of Zuo ruowei.

Zuo ruowei is still the same as before. He quietly stays beside Su Qingcheng and listens to his telephone news.

Su Qingcheng frowned slightly when he heard the content.

With Su Qingcheng's expression, Zuo ruowei also sank. He was even more worried and approached the mobile phone.

The content on the other end of the phone made her heart hang up again, and suddenly there was a feeling that everything was not over.

Su Qingcheng hung up the phone calmly, but his face was a little ugly.

When Su Qingcheng hung up the phone, Zuo ruowei said, "Yi Wan is really gone..."

"Well." Su Qingcheng replied, "someone has checked this matter. Zuo Yu didn't do it. I don't know who did it for the time being."

Zuo ruowei felt a sense of crisis wandering around. Her left eyelid jumped before. Now she still felt a little flustered. She touched her eyebrows and said, "I have a very bad feeling."

Su Qingcheng pinched Zuo ruowei's lovely nose, "what are you thinking?"

"I don't know, I feel a lot of things are not over yet." such a premonition is very strong in Zuo ruowei's heart. When she heard the news, her heart beat at a high speed and finally calmed down.

Su Qingcheng put Zuo ruowei's mobile phone in her hand. "You don't have to worry blindly. Everything has me. You just need to keep the baby well." he said easily, and a cold look appeared on Gao Leng's face.

Zuo ruowei held the mobile phone, hooked his lips and said, "then I'll raise the fetus well. You should protect me and the baby."

Su Qingcheng took out his mobile phone, opened wechat and said, "what's your wechat signal?"

Zuo ruowei is a little confused. In her heart, Su Qingcheng has always been a young master of Su who doesn't eat fireworks. He always does some high-end things on the Internet. Now he even asks her wechat.

Seeing Zuo ruowei's muddled appearance, Su Qingcheng then said, "didn't you say it's hard to send text messages with me?" he narrowed his eyes, "then add a wechat."

"..." Zuo ruowei turned on his mobile phone, pointed out wechat, deleted the previous messy circle of friends one by one, and then said, "I've added you."