The Wealthy Psychic Lady: 99 Stolen Kisses

In the sound of firecrackers, the door opened and Long Tianze got out of the car, beckoning to the media and the crowd watching.

Then came into the eyebrows holding flowers.

After a while, under the commendation of Mei's parents and An Xiaomen, Mei Yangyang wore a white gauze and a white wedding dress was pulled out by Long Tianze.

With a smile on her face, she didn't care about the shooting of the media. Anyway, the child has already had two, and they have been together for several years. There is nothing to hide.

Get in the car and go to Longjia Old House.

The car stopped outside the door of Long's house, the beginning of the red carpet.

An Xiaomen in the car shook her hand, and when two people sat inside, they could clearly see the figure outside the car window.

But people outside couldn't see through the window.

Long Tianze outside was already standing outside the car door, Ling Ling Ye was standing side by side with him, but Jin Qingyan had not been seen for the time being.

Good times have arrived.

The firecrackers sounded crackling again for a long time, Long Tianze reached out and opened the door.

In the sight of everyone, An Xiaomen, dressed in a pink bridesmaid dress, came out. Lingci Ye saw her. Although she had prepared her thoughts, she was still shocked.

Isn't it unthinkable that someone who had been dead for several years suddenly comes back alive?

Is there anything more mysterious than this?

Then, her hand reached inside, and she stepped out slowly, holding her wedding dress.

He gave his hand to Long Tianze, and the two little flower girls walked in front of them, holding a flower basket in their hands, strewing petals as they walked.

Mei Yangyang took Long Tianze's arm in the middle, and An Xiaomeng and Lingci Ye followed closely behind.

Ling Ciye wanted to say something, but didn't say it, and looked at her from time to time.

The marching march began to ring slowly.

Romantic and warm.

Along the red carpet, across the door of Long's house, came to the back of the guests.

On the sides of the red carpet in front of you are the courtesy of courtesy. At the forefront is the emcee, who is already waiting with the microphone.

Looking at the place where the guests were seated at night, Ling Ci found that Jin Qingyan was absent.

what happened?

Of course, he didn't know. Jin Qingyan appeased Gu Xiaojing at home to appease him now. When the wedding started, he drove to this side.

The car was parked, and hurriedly walked towards this side. As soon as I entered the hospital, I heard a sound not far away.

When he appeared behind the guests, his gaze fell on a back view.

Feeling strangely familiar, he walked to the side of the seat and looked at the figure as he walked, but he didn't see his face until he reached the front.

As soon as he sat next to Lingci Ye, he took a photo of him, "My god, why are you here?"

"Tianze does not let Xiao Lemon come. I coaxed her at home until now, but fortunately I was not late." With that, he pointed to the figure in front of him, "Who is that?"

Lingci Ye whispered, "Can't you see the figure?"

Jin Qingyan squinted, "looking familiar."

"It's An Xiaomeng."

"……Who?"

"An Xiaomen."

Jin Qingyan turned his head and stared at him seriously, "Who do you say ?!"

"Your sweetheart, An Xiaomeng, she is not dead. I am a best man. She is a bridesmaid. She is going to sit here, but the bride asked her to stay with her.

Jin Qingyan slowly stood up, Xu Shi was too excited, he stood there and his legs softened a bit, Ling Ci immediately supported him, "Don't be excited!"

"Is this another new clone that I cloned without my knowledge?"

When Ling Ciye thought he was about to rush past, he actually sat down and asked Ling Ciye in a low voice.

Lingci night stalls, "I don't know, you will know when the Tianze wedding is finished."

He grabbed Jin Qingyan's arm. "Tianze's wedding, don't make trouble, wait a dozen minutes, she won't run."

Jin Qingyan was forced by His Majesty, staring straight at An Xiaomen, but disappointed that she never turned around.

Until the wedding ceremony was over, everyone applauded and needed guests to go to the banquet hall.

An Xiaomen turned around lightly. For a short distance, her face appeared in front of Jin Qingyan.

An Xiaomen was looking for Youqing's figure, but unexpectedly collided with his sight.

On this day, she thought about it countless times.

I have thought of meeting him after returning to China countless times.

She even remembered the reactions from both sides.

When she really saw her, An Xiaomen's face was calm and unstoppable.

She stood there, he sat there, and they looked at each other like this, witnessed by several people who knew each other.

Until Jin Qingyan stood up and ran towards her like a cheetah.

An Xiaomen's heart trembled and stood still.

With a fierce embrace, An Xiaomeng's heart will be squeezed out by him.

His breath was in the nose, and after a few years, there was no change.

Xu didn't hear her talking, he let go of her and looked at her face, "Are you a little lemon?"

"How is it? How isn't it?" An Xiaomen turned to look at the brows that hadn't left yet. "Where did you look for Youqing?"

She knew that her son would not run around, and someone would look at him, but she would inevitably worry about it for a while.

"Who is Qing Qing?"

"My man."

"..." Jin Qingyan's heart shuddered, "I'm your man, and no one else's fart!"

Everyone: "..."

Mei Yangyang was really amused by his words, and Chong An Xiao Lemon gave OK gesture, then left here to change the dress.

As soon as An Xiaomen wanted to walk away, he grabbed his wrist tightly, "Where?"

"You care?"

"Xiao Lemon." His lips were trembling, and he reached out and held her face. "Why don't you come back alive?"

"I'm another cloned person." An Xiaomen's eyes smiled, "Don't admit it wrong."

This remark was ironic, not a deliberate denial of his identity.

Jin Qingyan looked into her eyes, the unique color was the eyes he wanted to see every night and night.

"You are really little lemon."

"Looks, do you think I'm real as long as you have the same voice?"

The hand clutching her wrist was raised, "This bracelet is only you."

"It's all over the street."

"Why?" Jin Qing couldn't understand, "Why don't you come back to me when you're alive, why are you so alive ..."

An Xiaomen shakes away his hand, "No why."

She had just taken two steps and was stopped by him again. An Xiaomen looked at the people around her and didn't want to embarrass him, warning, "If you approach me again, I won't be kind to you."

"Then you're welcome."

She held her breath and gave him an over-the-shoulder fall, and her petite figure dropped a tall one and a few meters tall.

And he did not resist, as if to make her intentional.