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Chapter 1205: Holding hands and strolling in the clouds【13】

Bo Qing paused, then suddenly grabbed Qiqi's shoulder, pointed the woman with tears in her eyes and a mess in her heart, and spoke deeply, saying three words, gorgeously unsheathed.

"I love you…………"

The whole place was quiet.

The next second, there was a round of applause.[

With a bit of a scream.

In such a wandering cloud, there is a sound and a noise.

I looked at them all with sincere blessings and sincere eyes.

The cameras seemed to come alive in an instant, facing them all, capturing every shot and recording the most beautiful and eternal freeze-frames for them.

This was the most romantic moment in her and his life.

Jin Yu was slightly surprised, like she was shocked, but also like she couldn't believe it. Her lips were slightly opened. Before she could fully react, she was picked up by Bo Qing and strode towards the door of the suite.

Go.

Everyone swarmed after him.

The scene was very spectacular.

Such a handsome man, the smile on his face is so lazy and beautiful.

The woman in his arms was like a cute creature, nestling in his arms obediently and docilely.

boarding.

Walk towards the east of city x.

There is a winding creek somewhere, and there is a small church quietly beside the creek.

It doesn't look that new, but it's not old either.

It lasted roughly a year.

Boqing took Jinyu's hand and walked in.

The church was solemn, the flowers were in full bloom, the men were beautiful, and the women were beautiful.

Where do each other stand.

There was a piano standing there, and Bo Qing walked up and sat there.[

The whole person's temperament is out of the ordinary, just like an illusion.

He slowly stretched out his hand, and his beautiful and slender fingertips fell down like flying butterflies. A series of beautiful and smooth sounds slowly poured out from his fingertips.

Such a scene, under the dreamy sunlight cast down from the tall windows of the church, is like a dream, so unreal.

Bo Qing is sitting there, wearing white clothes and black hair.


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