The warm hand has been held by Jiang Lingfeng.

The constant heat is like a stove in the cold winter, warming her heart and making her uneasy heart quiet for a moment.

However, looking at Xu Lan\'s rejection of himself, it is impossible to say that he is not depressed.

I blame myself for what she did, which made it difficult for Jiang Lingfeng to do.

His eyes swept towards Jiang Lingfeng, and his small face was full of shame.

Jiang Lingfeng glanced at her, took her into his arms, rubbed her hair, and said softly, "don\'t think about it. I\'ll take care of everything."

His parents\' reaction was expected.

He won\'t care whether he opposes or agrees.

After all, the people who live with him are warm.

As long as the days are long, my mother will always see the warm and good.

If you can\'t, reduce the meeting.

Distance produces beauty. When parents grow old, they will be more broad-minded.

Warm lips did not speak, but slightly lowered his head and clenched his slender hand.

"Big brother, warm sister, Fu Yunting\'s mother-in-law and children are still in my seaside villa. I\'ll go back first."

Wen ruoqing\'s expression was Wan Yan, and his tone was less playful and bright in the past. He said goodbye to warmth and Jiang Lingyun. Without looking at Jiang Lingyun, he slightly lowered his eyes and turned away.

Jiang Lingyun was stunned and looked at Wen ruoqing\'s back in a daze.

Warm and sensitive to detect what, hurriedly said: "Lingyun, don\'t be stunned, don\'t follow up?"

"Oh, good. Big brother and sister-in-law, tell your parents that we\'ll go first."

Jiang Lingyun regained consciousness and strode to catch up.

Watching their figure disappear, they pursed their lips warmly and sighed in their heart.

If Wen ruoqing suddenly changes, he wants to have something to do with what Xu Lan said.

No matter how big your heart is, it\'s also a woman.

For the man he likes, there was a beloved woman in his heart. He will always have a grudge.

I just hope Jiang Lingyun can privately express his position with Wen ruoqing and coax her well.

"Warm, let\'s go."

His strength on his shoulder increased, and Jiang Lingfeng\'s soft voice came to his ears.

"Ah? Don\'t you eat in the old house?"

"Next time."

Jiang Lingfeng leaned over and blew hot air in her ear. "Tonight is our wedding night. I hope my wife can have a good mood. In this way, my husband can also benefit!"

Husband can also benefit!

This man, the first half of the sentence can still be heard, and the second half of the sentence makes people unconsciously think crooked.

Warmth couldn\'t help but think of the scene in the car. His hand seemed to be burned and suddenly shrunk.

But someone pretended to tease her, "what dirty thing are you thinking? Blushing like that?"

"Thinking about some gentle scum!"

Warm glared at him and walked out quickly.

Jiang Lingfeng chuckled and strode up.

......

The night is not clear.

On the island, the sea breeze blows, showing a trace of cold, immersed in the hearts of the people.

On the rock, Fu Yunting copied his pocket with one hand. The hand in his trouser pocket held the mobile phone tightly. His handsome face was like an icy edge, with a biting coolness.

"Yun Ting, when are we going to stay? I really don\'t want to stay in this broken place for another moment. Shall we go back?"

On one side, Xia Xi held her arms in both hands and was hit by the wind\'s disordered hair on her face, which made her painful and annoying.

It was the third day, and they had done nothing but stroll around the desert island.

I can\'t eat well, sleep well, and my skin is dry and dry by the wind.

The most important thing is that men don\'t like to pay attention to her.

Stay any longer, she\'s really going crazy!