CEN Luo's tinnitus and palpitations caused by Shang Jincheng's words are so tense that his body is stiff, and his left hand is hot.

Is Shang Jincheng serious? Do you really want to marry her in front of so many people?

CEN Luo looked at his eyes uneasily, but his heart was jumping wildly. He was very happy for this sentence.

They are not suitable to be together now. There are too many obstacles between them. The merchants will definitely find Shang Jincheng in trouble.

CEN Luo is hard to swallow saliva. Her palms are sweating and cold. The "marry him" makes her more aware of the seriousness of this matter. How can she hide it from the merchants?

CEN Luo heard his heart beating faster and faster, but if he agreed, he would go step by step according to his heart. Can't they live for themselves once?

CEN Luo looks into Shang Jincheng's eyes. This deep attachment is unique to her.

"Come and marry me."

CEN Luo clenched Shang Jincheng's fingers and pulled him up. In a twinkling of an eye, he was as beautiful as a flower.

There were enthusiastic cheers.

Shang Jincheng holds Cen Luo in his arms, and his precious kiss falls on her side neck. For three minutes, he thinks he will be rejected.

In a short period of time, a vigorous proposal video was forwarded by a number of official media, which could not be understated in any case because of the influence of Shang Jincheng's identity.

CEN Luo and Shang Jincheng go home. They spend the wedding party ahead of time, lingering late into the night.

"Baby, I love you." CEN falls asleep with this sweet confession.

Shang Jincheng didn't sleep. He didn't want to read the news on the Internet today. He was addicted to watching Cen Luo sleeping in his arms.

She gently lifted her hair from her face, put her thumb on her pink lips, and stroked her soft cheek.

"Cen Luo, I believe you forever."

He is willing to do things that don't give him any way back at this time.

He looked at the time, got up and dressed before leaving for the ceremony.

At this time, the venue had been locked. It was dark inside. All the staff left. He took out the key to the small door and entered the venue.

Inside, I couldn't see my fingers. I could hear the echo of his steps quietly.

Shang Jincheng wore night vision glasses and walked slowly down the steps. His dark gray suit was integrated with this place.

He went to the hut on the right side of the meeting hall, pushed the door accurately in the dark, and turned on the light.

In the room lay a man of unknown life and death, covered with blood, a ragged white suit, his face twisted to the ground, motionless.

"Hiss." Shang Jincheng sneered and stepped on his neck. With a click, he stepped on the bone.

"Eh!" The people on the ground immediately struggled like fish and heaved up. There was a hissing breath in the deep throat. Their chin had been removed and they couldn't speak. They writhed in pain.

Then he showed a pale and soft face, Shen Yixi.

"Not dead yet." Shang Jincheng said, then he took a chair and sat down. He raised his face on his toes. "He's like a lost dog."

Shen Yixi's chin is full of saliva. He stares at Shang Jincheng and wants to cut him to pieces with his eyes.

"Things that don't have a long memory." Shang Jincheng kicked him in the face.

The back of Shen Yixi's head is heavily knocked on the marble floor. His body twitches a few times. A pool of blood is bleeding from the floor under his head. He stares at Shang Jincheng with a pair of godless eyes.

Shang Jincheng put his hands in his pockets and calmly leaned back in his chair, "how did you get the lover's contract?"

Shen Yixi moved his mouth slowly and shook his head, "ah..."

"I'll only give you 30 seconds. If you can't say it, oh." Shang Jincheng raised his wrist, looked at his watch and counted down the time, "30, 29..."

Shen Yixi's consciousness alternated back and forth between laxity and soberness. He tried his best to raise his hand to press his chin and push it up!

He looked more painful and curled up.

“3、2。”

"Cen "Fall."

Shang Jincheng's face was cold and angry. He stepped on Shen Yixi's heart and crushed him.

"Ah I didn't, I lied CEN, give! Before, for a long time. " Shen Yixi pieced together a sentence intermittently, pushing Shang Jincheng's shoes with both hands, without moving a cent.

He is about to be trampled to death by Shang Jincheng!

Shang Jincheng was merciless. "If you don't tell the truth, you'll die. It depends on your luck if you can live to see someone come to this room again."

"Don't I don't know

Shen Yixi lay dying on the ground. The light was turned off and the door was closed. He fell into the darkness again.

Shang Jincheng walked out of the meeting with a cold face. He found Shen Yixi here for the first time. He thought he was just playing with Bai Wanqing, until his people said that when Shen Yixi repeatedly determined the seat, he noticed something was wrong.

When Bai Wanqing is making trouble on the stage, he is beating Shen Yixi to death. The two originally wanted to deal with Cen Luo together.They won't be allowed to hop again.

It's midnight when Shang Jincheng comes home. Cen Luo is still sleeping. He takes a shower to get rid of his bad temper.

CEN Luo sleeps till midnight and is awakened by Shang Jincheng.

She lay on the soft big bed and said vaguely, "what are you doing?"

"Eat something and then go to sleep. I'll have a stomachache later." Shang Jincheng patted her ass across the quilt, "sit up, I brought the meal."

CEN Luo holds the pillow in both hands and covers her head. Later, she remembers what happened today. Her ears are red. She turns her head to look at Shang Jincheng.

Shang Jincheng's knuckles knocked on the table, "get up."

"It's so fierce when I just proposed." CEN Luo muttered, or obedient to sit up, bed on a small table, she can nest in the quilt to eat.

Shang Jincheng prepared chopsticks, spoons and warm water paper towels. "Don't eat, just pad."

"Won't you join us?"

"I'm not hungry."

"Good strength."

"I haven't used up half my strength."

CEN Luo blushed and put the spoon in his mouth, "old rascal."

"Eat quickly." Shang Jincheng rubbed her head.

CEN Luo ate seven full, Shang Jincheng took the meal away, and then put people into bed, "continue to sleep, rest tomorrow morning."

CEN falls in her bosom to smile suddenly, "I ate like this, sleep to eat, still don't take the ground of, seem to sit the month son."

Shang Jincheng's eyes were deep and close to her ears. He said, "then give birth to our children quickly. I'm sure you'll have a good confinement."

“……” CEN Luo's head is smoking. She said something she shouldn't say!

Soft night lights were on in the room, which made the atmosphere more gentle and comfortable. Cen Luo raised his head from his arms, held his face in his palm and looked at it carefully, "do you have something on your mind?"

"Why do you say that?"

"There's something wrong with the voice and the mood. Are you in trouble proposing to me?"