"go?"

Huo Nanchen's image of an elegant nobleman glanced at the wedding invitation on the table: "Isn't she your little sister? You won't go to get married?"

"Of course. Are you going with me?"

"Of course my wife is with me." Huo Nanchen stood up and rubbed her hair. "Would you like to go to the cloakroom to match your clothes, eh?"

Gu Ruochu has nothing to match with himself now, but when he thinks of his wedding, he still has to dress well.

"What are you doing here?"

Looking back, I saw the man coming in silently, hugging her from behind, and the breath belonging to the man shrouded from all around.

As soon as he turned his head, he locked it on his chest, and his kiss was covered. He led her to the corner of the wall, feeling his breathing again heavy and slow, and kissed her almost drowning.

It took a long time to let go of her.

Since the misunderstanding between the two was resolved, Gu Ruochu felt that the scale of his indulgence in front of her had become larger and bigger, and completely different from the calm and restrained man outside.

It became more and more boring.

If I had this feeling at first, in the eyes of Li Tezhu's outsider, the man in love really couldn't look at it with normal eyes, because the IQ would go offline.

"Of course I came in to help my wife change clothes."

The fingers with flexible sleeves helped her to unbutton the pajamas. Gu Ruochu did not block it, and chose a set of dresses directly from the cloakroom.

If the whole person was naked at first, the people behind her stared at her like this, and she didn't seem to notice it.

He slowly walked over to help her unbutton her clothes.

If you lean on him at first, you will find that he is staring at her with a burning gaze: "What do you want to see? Close your eyes! You roll yourself to change clothes, too."

"Still so shy?" He bit her ear, her eyes softened, "I can change my clothes."

Gu Ruochu glanced at him, and the gentleman's precious handmade suit was well supported by him. Every time I wear such orthodoxy, I always feel a little more elegant and calm.

In line with the temperament image of the mall.

"Don't make trouble, the wedding is almost late." She twisted in his arms and was pinched by him with warning, her voice lazy and low.

"Okay, let me go."

After changing clothes, Gu Ruochu put the wedding invitation in his bag. Feeling his lips hurt a bit, she frowned slightly, and for the next time he was not allowed to be so unscrupulous.

The wedding was scheduled on a luxury cruise ship. The Yang family invited celebrities from all walks of life. Unlike the last hasty engagement ceremony, it was completely at ease.

Yang Xi held Yang Ziyu expressionlessly. After the last engagement, everyone knew that the marriage was just a form.

Yang Nuo, too, trusted the adopted son too much.

Seeing Ning Tangxi come far away, Yang Ziyu let go of her hand indifferently. People around seemed to have a joke, but Yang Xi didn't care.

Thinking of last night, Yang Xi felt happy.

I just want to see the indifference and cracks of Yang Ziyu's face.

"I'm tired. Go to rest first."

Throwing down the sentence and leaving, the maid did not know how to deal with it.

There were many guests on the luxury cruise ship, and Yang Ziyu spoke softly to Ning Tangxi. Ning Tangxi stayed in the police station for a few days before he came out. At this moment, he looked as if looking for Huo Nanchen.

She was really impulsive that time. Such a collision with Gu Ruochu would only worsen the relationship between Nan Chen and the child, but indirectly completed Gu Ruochu.

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