The wedding car stopped slowly, the groom personally took the bride out of the wedding car, and the fireworks were played. At that moment, only a "bang!" was heard.
The woman in the white wedding dress had blood on her chest.
"Chang Shang——————————"
In the dark night, Chang Mian suddenly woke up from his sleep, roared loudly, and also woke up Chang Shang who was sleeping.
She rubbed her eyes drowsily: "What's the matter? It's so late at night..."
The man next to him had already sat up, leaning on the head of the bed and breathing heavily.
Chang Mian took a deep breath for five seconds before realizing that it was a dream. He wiped away his sweat and found that his heartbeat was beating violently.
Chang Shang didn't know why, so she gave him a gentle push: "What's the matter?"
"It's okay, did I wake you up?"
In the dark night, Chang Mian stretched out his hand and touched her head: "Did I wake you up? You can continue to sleep. I had a nightmare. Calm down."
Chang Shang was so sleepy that she closed her eyes obediently and soon fell asleep again.
Chang Mian's mind was always filled with images from his dream. Suddenly a bullet flew and hit Chang Shang between the eyebrows. The image was so strong that it seemed as if it really happened.
How could you have such a dream?
Is it a bad omen?
Although he didn't believe in dreams, the matter concerned Chang Shang and it was the wedding day, so he had to act cautiously.
It was really dangerous around him recently, and he had to rearrange his safety issues.
However, with so many people on the wedding day, how can we ensure adequate security? I’m afraid it’s really difficult. If the wedding car is traveling along the street, it’s even more difficult to prevent secret snipers.
Chang Mian put on a coat and came to the living room, sat on the sofa and quietly lit a cigarette. He called Leng Heng, who was in charge of security work on the wedding day, to confirm every detail of the security work.
But even so, when he fell asleep again in the second half of the night, he still slept uneasily.
I don't know if my nerves are too sensitive.
The next day, early in the morning, before he had had enough sleep, he was pulled up by Shang Shang. He had promised to take wedding photos. He had no choice but to get up and lazily went to the bathroom to brush his teeth.
After brushing her teeth, she walked into the room. The clean clothes were neatly placed on the table. The woman was buttoning her bra with her back to her.
Chang Mian squinted his eyes, as if he was tempted by this picture, and locked his eyes on the white back without blinking.
I don’t know if it was because she didn’t dunk well, but she still stayed in that position after dunking several times.
As a result, the man who had feasted his eyes for a long time was made to feel hot all over.
"Shang Shang, do you want my help..." He walked a few steps quickly and couldn't help but apply the delicate and tender softness on his hands.
Chang Shang pouted and said in annoyance: "I can't buckle it up, so you can help me..."
But she didn't expect that a man who was good at unbuttoning her chest was not as good at buckling as she was. She tried several times but failed to get it right, which made him more and more hot...
"Hey, stop dubbing. Let's play some other games!"
It was early in the morning when desire was strongest. He was not Liu Xiahui, so he could not withstand such teasing. He simply threw away his bra and carried her directly back to the bed.
"Um...Chang Mian, what are you doing? Let's take wedding photos. Don't make a fuss. The agreed time is nine o'clock. It's already half past eight and you're still making a fuss. Oh, don't touch me. Uh...