"Girl, I'm only twenty-three, and I'm in my prime years. Don't get angry because of shame. It's not good, it's very bad." Jun Anran smiled brightly, then pointed at Li Feifan on the newspaper and said, "Miss, you are so serious."
Extraordinary and handsome! No matter which angle you look at, he is super cool. You are so blessed that you never know how lucky you are."
Dongfang Qingxue gave her a dissatisfied look, gritted her teeth and said, "Then marry him!"
Jun Anran shook his head and sighed, "If he is willing to marry me, I will definitely marry him."
"..." The corner of Dongfang Qingxue's mouth twitched, and she was even more angry. What was so good about Li Feifan? Why did everyone like him.
Since the news of her marriage was announced, everyone who met Li Feifan said that he was good, which made her very depressed. Could it be that she was not good? It seemed that she was making trouble unreasonably.
"I say you just get along with him! It's really rare to find someone who tolerates you." Jun Anran put down the newspaper and said seriously.
Dongfang Qingxue lowered her head and said nothing. Could it be that it was really her fault and that she was making trouble unreasonably?
"Huang'er, let's get married too!" In another office, Jun Fenghua held Di Huang in his arms and kissed her. When he learned that Dongfang Qingxue was getting married, he also wanted to marry her home quickly.
"Okay, but let's wait until sister Qingxue's wedding!" Dihuang agreed without hesitation. She wanted to marry him and be his most beautiful bride.
Jun Fenghua was excited when he saw her promise. It seemed that he had to prepare for the wedding immediately.
When Dongfang Qingxue returned home, a tall figure stood at the door of her villa. She carried her bag and walked over quickly on high heels, pressed the password and went in without even looking at him.
In the past two days, Ling Wei Xueqian had been putting pressure on her. She always accompanied Li Feifan to some banquets. Thinking about the aggrieved feeling, she felt very unhappy. When had she been forced to do something like this?
"Baby..." Li Feifan held her hand and shouted hoarsely. He knew she was unhappy, but he just wanted to marry her.
Dongfang Qingxue struggled and hit his hand with her bag, "I'm not your baby, let go."
"Don't let go."
"You, haven't I already promised to marry you? What else do you want?" Dongfang Qingxue glared at him angrily. Under the night, his handsome silhouette was like a statue, very charming.
Several times she wanted to compromise, but in the end she couldn't. She was about to collapse from this feeling.
Li Feifan put his arms around her waist, opened the door and went in. In the darkness, he pressed her against the wall and kissed her wildly.
"What are you doing, you idiot..." Dongfang Qingxue wanted to scold him, but all those words were shut back in his mouth, and her struggling body fell into his arms like a pool of spring water.
Li Feifan put his hands into her clothes and rubbed her deeply. He was obviously moved, but he was unwilling to give it to him.
"Well, Li Feifan, you, you, you..." Dongfang Qingxue stared at him with a red face.
"Baby, please give it to me." His voice was full of begging and suppression. He almost wanted her to death. After five years of holding it in, he didn't want to hold it in anymore.
Dongfang Qingxue shook her head and squeezed her slender legs tighter.
Li Feifan looked at her confused look, picked her up and went upstairs. There was no light in the dark room, so he pressed her under him and tore off her skirt in a few strokes.
"Baby, don't fight with me anymore, you obviously like me." Li Feifan stared at her with a painful expression.
"I, I don't." Dongfang Qingxue said in an awkward tone, she didn't like him.