Bei Mengmeng reminded him in time, "Brother, I thought you were dead."

Song Mingjian carried Gu Xiangling and sat at the computer table. On the screen, it displayed the news of the plane crash. On the table, there were still a lot of tears.

Song Mingjian was secretly glad that he missed the flight due to the work delay. Otherwise, he would really die.

"Xiang Ling, I'm not on that plane. I'm still alive." Only then did he notice how badly her lips were covered in blood and flesh, how hurt he had to be to injure himself so badly.

"Darling!" Gu Xiangling finally snapped out of her trance. She thanked the heavens for allowing her beloved person to live. She kissed his lips greedily and hugged him tightly. She wanted nothing more than to merge him into her bones. Song Ming's sword eagerly responded to her, his four lips were entwined with each other sweetly, as if they were rubbing against each other to create raging flames.

Unknowingly, their clothes had been stripped off piece by piece. Their limbs were entangled tightly, and the storm had broken again and again.

After the passion passed, Gu Xiangling laid down softly on Song Ming's sword. How did you escape from Death? I clearly remember, you told me last night that you were on a plane crash. "

"By the time I got to the airport, the plane was ready to take off. The next flight won't start until eight o'clock, so I had to borrow a friend's private plane. " Song Ming's sword blew gently at Gu Xiangling's swollen red eyes. I must do what I've promised you. "

"I want to return the favor … Xiang Province, let's go now. " Gu Xiangling shuddered when she thought about it. Song Ming's sword would often fly in the sky, so there was no guarantee that something bad would happen to him.

And she absolutely could not bear the pain of losing him.

"Don't be in such a hurry. Even if you're in a hurry, we'll talk about it after tonight." Song Ming pinched Gu Xiangling's nose with his sword, and fireworks of joy exploded in his heart.

Finally, he had taken over her entire body and mind. This time, he would hold her in his hands and cherish her, cherish this woman who loved him dearly.

Back to Xiao. In Xiang Province, Song Mingjian began preparations for the wedding. In his entire life, there was only one wedding, and it was with the person he loved the most. Of course, he had to be exceptionally grand and romantic, never to forget it for the rest of his life.

Song Mingjian was not satisfied with the style of the wedding dress sent by several domestic wedding shops. He ordered the wedding dress directly from the heaven of women's clothing in Paris and selected the most famous wedding dress designer and team to create a stunning wedding dress for Gu Xiangling.

Gu Xiangling had been given a death order by Song Ming's sword: Take good care of your health. You're too thin, you can't even hold your wedding dress up.

The chefs at home were all surrounding Gu Xiangling as they sent out all sorts of supplements. Gu Xiangling protested, "If I continue feeding her like this, I'll definitely become a big fatty."

"Why don't you show me your fat one?" Song Mingjian teased her: "If you can grow to 180 Jin, wouldn't I have two women?"

"I don't want others to think that I'm engaged to a child." Gu Xiangling suddenly sighed. She had been together with Song Mingjian many times, but she had never gotten pregnant. Could it be that she really couldn't have another child? " My Fertility... "

"What are you worried about? Didn't I say that it can be cured? If it can't be treated, why don't we use surrogacy as well? " Song Mingjian patiently comforted her. "My little darling, you just wait patiently to be my most beautiful bride."

The news of the upcoming wedding of Chan Juan and the CEO of Fantasy Fantasy Fiction Network and the author of the great god were all over the Internet. The netizens were all discussing, "This is the real Cinderella and Prince!"

Immediately, someone retorted, "What Cinderella? It's the Prince's. "Gu Xiangling and Song Mingjian are quite compatible in terms of spirit."

The photo of Song Mingjian and Gu Xiangling on the internet was a good match for each other. "Fragrant Ming" CP was immediately established, and fans lined up to send their blessings to you on Weibo.

In just ten days, the number of fans of the web had risen by more than a million.