Feng Ji'er was shocked. She originally held her breath and waited to get out of the hole in one go. She didn't expect that Ye Xilou would actually be guarding outside the hole!
I don't know whether it was because of the shock, the blood vessels all over her body were swollen, or something, but she suddenly felt unable to move. Feng Ji'er was surprised to find that she was stuck in the hole.
Ye Xilou's originally straight body slowly bent down
"I said, madam, what are you doing? Twisting and twisting, like a beautiful earthworm..."
What kind of metaphor is this? Ye Xilou's face turned red. When he said the word "earthworm", he even squinted his eyes. These two words were infinitely charming, and they really suited Feng Ji'er.
Feng Ji'er wanted to cry but had no tears. Wu Huan and Cai Yi must have been taken away by his people at this time. What will she do now?
"Madam, these clothes are in the way!" After Ye Xilou finished speaking, he tore off Feng Ji'er's clothes. After tearing off the clothes on both sides of her shoulders, he put his arms around her shoulders and gently pulled her away.
Pull out that tight hole
Feng Ji'er covered her chest with both hands, because the clothes on her upper body were torn apart, and her chest felt cold.
Ye Xilou took her into his arms, wrapped his cloak around her naked body, looked at her directly and said: "Today is our wedding day, why did you run away? The bridal chamber
The time has come, but you want me to find you in this dog hole... Tsk tsk, didn't you realize that this dog hole is brand new? I am most afraid of holding a woman without clothes, it will make me difficult to control
of"
What?!
Feng Ji'er was still horrified before, but now she wants to die...
Could it be that after four years of absence, the secret agent skills she had learned in the past six years were completely wasted? If this hole was brand new, why didn't she discover it?
She doesn’t choose the road when she’s in a hurry, and she doesn’t choose the clothes when she’s cold—she loses everything with one careless move!
But what's going on when he keeps saying it's their wedding day?
"I'm so sorry. Wu Huan and Cai Yi fell into my hands. Because of your mistake, you have to pay the price. Murong Changsi, tonight, be my wife in Ye Xilou."
Feng Ji'er knew that Ye Xilou's methods were always beyond her expectations. Now she just wanted to know what he had done to Hong Yu? Why did he come over to her and say to her when she was clearly watching Hong Yu put on her wedding dress?
Want her to be his wife?
"Ye Xilou, the person you married is Hongyu! Are you drunk? What are you doing holding me?" Feng Ji'er swung her legs and broke away from Ye Xilou's body.
"That woman, is she worthy?" Ye Xilou's eyes were instantly filled with murderous intent.
Feng Ji'er is very familiar with this kind of murderous aura, because during the three days she stayed with Cai Yi, her eyes often welled up...
"Tonight is our bridal chamber. Wuhuan is already four years old and I just married you. Do you blame me?" Ye Xilou seemed a little drunk. His words were sometimes tough and sometimes gentle.
"Ye Xilou, let me ask you, what happened to Hong Yu?" She felt vaguely uneasy. The Ye Xilou in front of her made her feel unfathomable. No matter what he did, it was always beyond her expectations. This
If someone can't see Hongyu, should he... kill her?
"Are you so concerned about her? After tonight, I will ask you to see her. I just want you to know that this wedding is for you. My wife, Ye Xilou, will only be you, Murong Changsi."
"But I don't bother to be your wife in Yexilou"
"You will, I won't allow Wu Huan to have no father, no mother, and no complete family!" Ye Xilou, half drunk and half awake, forced Feng Ji'er to go to his dormitory.
"Isn't it good to be the mistress of Ye Mansion?" He pressed Feng Ji'er at the door and breathed on her temples.
Feng Ji'er frowned slightly, "Ye Xilou, you are drunk."
"I'm drunk, because I'm happy! All day long, I couldn't help but feel happy when I thought about the person I want to marry! Murong Changsi, I think I... can't live without you. Not only are you always in my heart
Now, there is one more Wu Huan, you and Wu Huan, which makes me want to take good care of you and make up for it..."
Do you care? Compensate?
Why didn't he ask her first if she needed it?
Ye Xilou opened the bedroom door, and the bright red silk fell to the floor. He just held her hand like that. She didn't have a red wedding dress. On the contrary, she was just wearing torn clothes.
She didn't have any fancy makeup, she just had an expression that wasn't what she wanted.
She had no intention of stepping through the door...
But he held her hand stubbornly, with a hint of expectation and begging in his eyes. He led her all the way, stepping on the red silk, facing the light of the red wedding candle, and walking towards the swaying wedding ceremony.
bed……
Ye Xilou held Feng Ji'er's hand and stopped in front of the bed. Feng Ji'er's heart beat wildly. She was only afraid that he would force her down on the bed again. She was only afraid that if she made a mistake, she would be really
Kill him...if he died tonight, how would she feel?
She had just been led all the way by him, and she actually felt a little dazed, as if she was walking on the red carpet at a wedding... What a strange thought.
Ye Xilou picked up Feng Ji'er's left hand and took off a ring on his little finger. The ring was pure white like the petals of a flower. Ye Xilou put the ring on the middle finger of Feng Ji'er's left hand.
superior
"This ring has a name, 'Nianmei'. According to legend, it was crafted by an ancestor of the Ye family for his beloved woman. There is a poignant story between that ancestor and that woman... It is said that the ancestor of the Ye family
When I was making this ring, I thought that the woman would miss him as much as he missed her. Then, when the woman put on the ring, the two of them became a white-haired couple and reconciled forever..."
Miss me? This ring, as pure and beautiful as white lilac petals, has such a beautiful name. Miss me, isn’t it the flower language of white lilac?
Feng Ji'er didn't refuse, didn't try to take off the ring, she just immersed herself in the gentle and comfortable touch brought by the ring, just like its name, it brought people a beautiful feeling
Beautiful is always just a story, but what about reality? Feng Jier raised her eyes and looked into Ye Xilou's eyes
Ye Xilou and she looked at each other for a long time, and there was a small microcosm of each other in their eyes.
The me in you is so beautiful, and the you in me is also so mundane...
Some people say that love is like a firework that blooms in a prosperous time. The beauty is in the moment when the fireworks bloom. It is short-lived, but people can't help but look up and watch...
Feng Ji'er is now looking up at the fireworks that are blooming briefly.
Ye Xilou quietly held her in his arms.
Just for a moment, he saw the obsession in her eyes, the uncontrollable emotion in her eyes, and the warmth in her eyes.
She didn't smile at him...but he saw something more beautiful than her smile, something that fascinated him...
[Ye Xilou style proposal, thank you "Sousou 00" for the gold medals, two of them, and there are two more thank yous today ~ group hug]