Ann Feng has seen narcissism, but not so narcissism.

Where on earth did he see that she was interested in him?

Why didn't she find his narcissism so annoying when she was still single for so many years?

An Feng frowns and pushes him away.

Just want to say something, suddenly the door of the bride's dressing room is opened, "aunt Feng."

Hearing Tang porcelain calling her, an Feng turned around and answered, then looked at Zhou Li with a warning in her eyes, "Mr. Zhou, please respect yourself!"

Feng an goes to the dressing room.

After a few steps, she felt that the sharp eyes of Youdao could not be ignored fell on her.

She looked back and could not see anyone but Zhou Li.

Tang porcelain is still waiting for her in the dressing room. Anfeng has no time to think about it. She goes in quickly.

Tang porcelain changed into a set of elegant and white wedding dress. The back was hollowed out, showing a beautiful ridge line, with a slim waist and a full grip. The beautiful butterfly bone looks sexy and beautiful. The large tailed skirt and the crown on the head make her extremely beautiful.

Tang porcelain is a mixed race. It has 360 degrees of no dead angle. Its features are delicate and watery. It has a pair of attractive cat eyes. When you laugh, your eyebrows bend.

An Feng opens the gift box, which is a set of valuable jewelry.

An Feng put Tang porcelain on her body.

Tang porcelain's eyes were slightly wet and looked at an Feng. "Aunt Feng, I'm married. My father asked the Mohist family for a billion yuan. He didn't give me anything. But aunt Feng, we haven't seen each other for so many years, but you gave me such an expensive gift... "

An Feng wiped the tears from the corners of Tang porcelain's eyes. "Your mother and I grew up together, just like our sisters, don't be polite to Fengyi."

Tang porcelain embraces an Feng and leans her chin on her shoulder. "Thank you, aunt Feng, and sister gardenia."

At this time, the door of the dressing room was suddenly pushed open.

A man in a wheelchair was pushed in.

The man in the wheelchair was wearing a white suit. His exposed hand was burned to deformity, with scars all over the place. The face, which was originally handsome and extraordinary, was even more different. Only a pair of still sharp eyes, cold and cold looking at Tang porcelain.

He is the object of Tang porcelain's marriage. The second son of Mohist family, Mo Shisi.

The man pushing him He is the eldest son of Mohist School and the leader of Mohist school.

Tang porcelain's line of sight, from Mo Shishi's face to Mo Ji's body.

He was tall, at least 188, straight and tall, in a black suit, rigorous and cold. A pair of rimless glasses is under the high bridge of nose. It looks gentle and ascetic, but it is cold and indifferent.

Although he looks gentle and gentle, if you regard him as a scholar with no strength, you will definitely pay a heavy price. According to Tang porcelain, the eldest son of Mohist family and the second son of Mohist family were not born in the main house, and the two brothers didn't have any status when they came to Mohist family. However, later, the eldest son of Mohist family, using bloodthirsty and vigorous means, shuffled Mohist family, killed his father and killed his brother. It's said that the means were extremely cruel and cold-blooded.

Now in Mexico, no one dares to offend master mo.

As long as you hear the two words of Mo Ji, you will be scared.

Mo Ji is very cold-blooded to all people, only his brother.

"Brother, let this woman go, I don't want to marry her!" Mo shis's vocal cords were burned by the fire, some of them could not articulate clearly, but Mo Ji could hear what he said.

Tang porcelain understood a rolling character. With the twisted and ferocious expression of Mo Shi, she could tell that the second childe didn't want to marry her.

An Feng has heard about the burn of master Mo Er, but she didn't expect it to be so serious. She was in love with Tang porcelain and took her hand lightly.

Tang porcelain smiled at an Feng and looked at the twisted ink shis. "Your brother bought me from the Tang family for one billion yuan. I heard that he never made a loss business. Are you sure you want me to go?"

Mo shis looks at the woman who is going to marry him soon and is still smiling. He picks up an ashtray nearby and throws it at Tang porcelain.

Tang porcelain did not dodge, the ashtray hit her forehead, a trace of fresh red out.

Seeing this, an Feng's face suddenly changed, "master Mo Er, how can you beat a woman with your hands?" An Feng wants to pull Tang porcelain away. Tang porcelain smiles and shakes her head. "Aunt Feng, I'm ok. Don't worry."

Mo Ji, who had not made a sound, looked at Tang porcelain. He clapped his hands. The door of the dressing room was immediately pushed open by two bodyguards. "Take the second young master out. I want to speak to Miss Tang alone."

Tang porcelain nodded to an Feng, "aunt Feng, go to church first!"

Anfeng knows that this is a matter of Tang and Mo family. Even if she loves Tang porcelain, she can't interfere with anything.

After a slight sigh, an Feng leaves.

In the dressing room, only Tang porcelain and Mo Ji were left. Mo Ji sat on the sofa, his long legs folded gracefully, and he lowered his head to light a cigarette.

Tang porcelain sat beside him with a skirt.

Smoke from the man's thin lips and nose spread, he looked up, looked at Tang porcelain, under the lens of the Phoenix eyes a cold and ferocious, "sit far away."Tang porcelain was unmoved. She was very close to him. She pressed the tightly pressed trousers a little. Her strong thighs were shaped. At first sight, the thighs under the cloth were hard, muscular and well proportioned.

He looks thin, but his figure is better than that of a model.

In the face of men's cold-blooded and gloomy atmosphere, Tang porcelain is not afraid. Her eyebrows are bent down, and her cat eyes are bright and witty. "Marry the woman who has confessed to you to her brother, Mr. Mo, and you are the only one in the world who is so cold-hearted and cold-hearted!" Tang porcelain said, slender white fingers, toward Mo Ji chest poked.

The next second, the finger is held by him. There was a great pain.

Tang porcelain drew out the finger that was about to be broken by him by absorbing the air conditioner. She smiled on her face. She lowered the hand, as if it was unintentional or intentional. The position of the hand was on his thigh, the edge of his trousers bag, and if the fingertip touched his trousers chain position.

When he glanced at him coldly, she smiled and took back her hand. "I'm almost crippled by your pinching. I accidentally touched it."

Mo Ji stared at her, his face was sharp and cold. "Next time, you will not only hurt, but I will waste your hand!"

Tang porcelain saw that the Phoenix eyes under his lenses reflected the temperature of senhan, which was cold to the extreme.

It's like a sharp and ruthless ice blade.

Tang porcelain's smile deepened, and her little face moved closer to Mo Ji. "OK, I'll tell Mo Shi that if his brother wants to offend me, I don't agree, he will break my hand."

"Oh." "I have a fiancee, you are less than a third of her, what's the reason for me to offend you?" Mo Ji said with a low smile

Before Tang porcelain could say anything, the door of the dressing room was pushed open from the outside.

"Brother Ji."

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