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    ? Marriage outside the episode

    **

    s city, late autumn.

    What a person is most afraid of is actually not being interested in anything, feeling that everything is nothing more than that in his eyes.

    More and more people crowded around to toast and chat. Standing in the banquet hall, Rong Zihan felt a little hot and a little impatient. After holding it for a long time, he came up with an excuse and retreated from a small center.

    The wedding of Sun Yin Jihong, Yin¡¯s patriarch, who is second to none in the media industry, and the backstage behind the bride, Jin Mo, are even taboo to the Rong family, and even rumors are taboo.  All involved.

    Jin Mo was acquainted with her and Yin Bijie, and Yin Bijie's temperament would definitely not be willing to be a bridesmaid. The wedding was grand and should not be taken lightly, so Jin Mo asked her to help by name.

    "Where's my best man?" Yin Jihong came out of the backstage lounge with Jin Mo in his arms and finally found her by the window sill, his brows furrowed into a ball on his heroic face, "The second scene is about to start, where did the butterfly die again!  "

    Jin Mo covered her mouth and chuckled, and explained to her in a low voice, "Did you see Feng Zhuolun?"

    She thought for a while, then shook her head, "Just after the first scene ended, I didn't see it anymore."

    "This dead man! He must have never been flirting with a little girl in a dark lounge, so he shouldn't be the best man! It's unreliable!" Yin Jihong frowned, "Nimma, Chen  Yuanshan also told me that he wanted Huadie to be his best man and a woolen pawn, so that his own sister would be taken away by this stinky man! Maybe his wife ran away with him!"

    After finishing speaking, he seemed to realize that something was wrong again, put his arms around Jin Mo and said pitifully, "Wife, wife, I beg you, please don't run away with him!"

    Jin Mo's head was full of black lines, and he didn't want to pay attention to him, so he dragged him into the meeting place to look for him, Rong Zihan also smiled, his eyes moved inadvertently, and he barely stopped in the small garden under the window sill.

    The man who was demoted into a butterfly by his brothers just now can be caught at a glance, his appearance can be called amazing, just casually leaning against the green vine, lazily looking at the woman standing opposite with his arms folded  child.

    The girl looked about thirteen or fourteen years old, and seemed to have said a lot to him, and was very nervous. Rong Zihan looked familiar, but couldn't remember who it was.

    She was definitely not interested in such a small and fresh confession scene, but she didn't know what was going on tonight, and she kept staying where she was by accident.

    After a while, the man stretched out his arm and rubbed the girl's hair with a smile, but he never said a word.

    The girl also seemed very puzzled, just at this time Yin Jihong and Jin Mo appeared next to them, the girl greeted the person with some embarrassment, immediately lifted her skirt and walked quickly to the hotel  go.

    Yin Jihong's energetic voice rang out immediately, the man still had a casual smile on his face, and looked even more charming under the moonlight.

    As soon as Yin Jihong finished talking, he motioned for him to go in with them. The man nodded and walked forward behind them.

    She watched him walk away, and finally remembered who the girl he was confessing to was¡ªChen Xishan, the sister of Chen Yuanshan, one of Feng Zhuolun and his brothers.

    Unexpectedly, after taking two steps at this time, Feng Zhuolun suddenly stopped and looked up in her direction.

    Rong Zihan was caught off guard and was caught straight away, stunned on the spot.

    He was dressed in a black suit, which made his face even more handsome. While his eyes were changing, he slightly raised the corners of his lips at her.

    She was a little flustered, like an even heartbeat delayed by a beat in the pulse, and she didn't know what kind of expression she had on her face.

    Feng Zhuolun looked away for a while, and walked lazily towards the hotel.

    In fact, it was just a simple meeting.

    Many years later, when I was graying and getting old, I thought about that moment and realized that many ordinary encounters and moments in the world must be changed because of such a person who will leave a significant mark in your life in the future.

    Everything is indescribable and can only be resigned.

    **

    Ke Qingteng and Yin Bijie, a model couple who are flying over the wall, are in special circumstances, and the wedding is naturally special. There was a special event in the United States, and when they returned to S City, the Yin family also held a small-scale event.

    She is Yin Bijie's best friend in the boudoir, and he is the best friend of Ke Qingteng among their brothers, and he is without a doubt an old partner who has long been determined.

    "haven't seen you for a long time."

    theAfter so much effort, you still question, Rong Zihan, how can you be so arrogant and cruel?  "

    There were really complaints and childlike anger in his tone of voice, she heard it, looked into his eyes for a while, and laughed, "I don't understand style, it's not the first day you know."

    Feng Zhuolun hugged her and turned around, then suddenly picked her up from the ground.

    She was startled, and quickly hooked his neck.

    "Then I must let you solve it tonight." He said, striding towards the downstairs room with her in his arms.

    **

    Lingering and pathos.

    He turned on the light in the room half-brightly, and when he was emotional, he suddenly stopped, picked her up from his arms, held her in his arms like a child, and walked to the bar next to the French windows.

    He sat on the high chair, casually poured a glass of red wine, took a sip by himself, leaned over to bite her lip, and slowly passed it to her.

    There was a thick smell of red wine in her mouth, and the burning heat that made her whole body boil. She sat on his lap and kissed him fiercely.

    "Look at me." He whispered from her lips, cruising into her ear, "Baby, look at me."

    She was already a little dazed, but at this moment her eyes finally fell on his face, and on his cheeks was a sinking that even he couldn't perceive.

    In his eyes, she could see a self exactly like him.

    "avecmoi." He whispered in her ear.

    After indulging in love, Feng Zhuolun took a breath, wrapped his arms around her waist, and kissed her face affectionately, "Do you understand the style?"

    She didn't want to reply to his hooliganism, she was silent for a while, and then said in a hoarse voice, "Is that sentence you just said in French?"

    He hugged her and lay down, held her in his arms, and said "um".

    "What do you mean?" She closed her eyes and asked softly.

    After waiting for a long time, he didn't answer, so she fell into a deep sleep from exhaustion.

    In the night, his beautiful eyes were still bright, against the bright moonlight outside the window, it seemed to reveal a strange warm color that had never been seen in this life

    Later one day, when she was feeding Yi Xiu in her arms, she remembered this and asked him about it.

    Her unforgettable first time, before he entered her, what did he say to her.

    At this time, he was no longer young and hesitant. As a father and husband, he collected his clothes from the balcony and walked in, looking at her with a smile.

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