Chapter 1343

Name:Master Zhan, Calm Down Author:Fu Jiu


1343 The wedding night (1)

How could he say those words that he would never come back so easily?

Leng yunchen’s heart softened when he saw his younger sister’s eyes turn red. He reached over and pressed her head into his chest, patting her shoulder gently and said slowly, ” you silly girl, it’s you who’s angry with me.

After that, he touched his soft and furry student short hair and whispered, ” when I was on the phone just now, I also sent a message to Xiao Yezi and asked her to check your body. I touched your forehead just now and it wasn’t hot at all. What’s wrong? where are you feeling uncomfortable? Medicine? what medicine?”

leng xiaomo pressed her hands against his hard chest, and her eyes turned even redder.

Forget it, Yingluo.

I should just forgive him.

in just five minutes, she had disappeared in the blink of an eye. leng xiaomo obediently waited for the people his brother had sent to take her back. on the way back, not long after, he saw a plane taking off in the sky. it left the ground and flew into the sky.

Brother, since we can’t be together …

Then I’ll give you all the good luck in my life and wish you peace.

**

This night was a sleepless one for many people.

Tonight was the wedding night of Bo Jing and Qiao Xi ‘er.

Qiao Xi ‘er had not been in the right state of mind since morning. In the morning, it was because she did not want to marry him.

At night, it was because they were surrounded by the sudden truth, and they could not believe it for a moment.

She was the one he loved, and taking care of her sister was so that she could compete in peace.

Even the marriage was because of her.

Qiao Xi ‘er returned to the bedroom of their so-called ” new house ” and lay in bed for a long time. She turned off the lights but Bo Jing had not returned. He had gone to send off his relatives and friends. He had long asked her to go upstairs to rest. She was also exhausted and was lying in bed, unwilling to move.

the bedroom was very large, with a medieval style. the only refreshing thing was the white curtain.

The window was half-open, and the tulle curtains swayed gently in the wind, stirring the soft light of the night.

The large bed was covered in rose petals. Without thinking, it was his good friend and sister who had made it.

The bedroom was filled with a faint fragrance.

In the dark night, she looked over, unaware of the smell. There was a lavender incense on the bed, which was the effect of the Kasaya.

Her breathing could not help but become chaotic, and she became nervous and uneasy.

She knew that he had a lot to drink that night and she also knew that the person Yueyue wanted to marry might have been her.

So, what would Wanwan do on her so-called wedding night?

However …

Just as she was feeling nervous, she heard footsteps coming from the stairs. It sounded a little unstable and not as steady as usual.

Was it really because he had drunk too much?

Outside the castle, cars had already left.

It was him. He had come up.

The door opened with a click.

A black figure slowly opened the door and entered.

He was wearing a black suit made by a famous Italy designer. It was well-made, but after the banquet that night, his tie had long come loose and was tugging messily. Two buttons of his white shirt were also undone.

The smell of alcohol permeated the air.

Qiao Xi ‘er was lying on one side of the bed, still wearing her wedding dress. If she had not been pretending to be asleep, she would have been at a loss.

His entire body was inexplicably boiling hot.

The sound of footsteps slowly approached.

Although Bo Jing had drunk a lot and his steps were a little unsteady, he could still recognize her and everything.

He took off his suit jacket and walked towards the bed.

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