Gong Zihua disappeared, Jing Jiaren sent people everywhere to look for her...
Ximen Longting was surrounded by relatives. Whenever a woman came forward to flatter her, he would quietly flash the ring on his hand to prove that he was married.
There were many blind women who couldn't see such a big ring, and they all rushed towards him.
Ximen Longting lowered his eyes and turned the ring in his hand. Is this action enough for these blind men to see clearly?
Is it possible that he wants to change his wedding ring to a big brick one?
If Jing Jiaren hadn't told him not to get angry at the wedding, he would have lost his temper.
Cheap perfume, cheap smell, kept coming towards him.
Ximen Longting had to endure a lot of patience to avoid having an attack. Was it enough to give her face?
It’s just that this damn woman disappeared in the blink of an eye?
Let her follow him closely. There are so many people and it's a mess. It's best that she doesn't have any accidents, otherwise he will really lose his temper!
"Wilson, go find her."
Ximen Longting shook his wine glass and dealt with another group of guests who came forward to toast him.
Why did all this nonsense happen to him? Damn it!
Suddenly there was a commotion from a corner.
Ximen Longting caught a glimpse of Jing Jiaren's figure from the corner of his eye. When she fell down, a corner of her long skirt fell across the crowd.
Ximen Longting's expression changed and the wine glass in his hand fell to the ground.
Pushing the person in front of him away, he rushed over with long legs...
Jing Jiaren fell to the ground, and the crown suddenly split into two and fell to the ground.
She had been wearing a crown on her head for a long time, and it suddenly opened, causing a dull pain in her head that was unbearable for a while.
Rubbing her head, she stared at the crown in front of her feet.
Opened...?
Ximen Longting thought of countless ways, consulted countless experts, and tried every key, but the crown was so stubborn that it wouldn't budge.
Now I picked it off for no reason.
"Jing Jiaren!"
Ximen Longting pushed away the person, rushed to her, knelt down on one leg and leaned forward to hold her hand.
"Who dares to push you down? I let her lie on the ground and never get up!!!"
One sentence shocked the whole audience.
The church suddenly became extremely quiet...
"No one pushed me down..."
"Are you born in the Year of the Pig? Are you having trouble walking? You fell down? Is it because your feet are not suitable? Who told you to run around!" Ximen Longting held her feet and looked at them, "I'll hold you wherever you twist them.
Go to the lounge?"
"No..." Jing Jiaren held his shoulders, "The crown suddenly opened and was taken off... Ximen Longting, didn't you notice?"
The man's resolute back was severely beaten.
Jing Jiaren stared at her seriously and pointed: "No more."
Ximen Longting tensed his jaw, his eyes were inexplicably covered in thick fog, and his hand touched her head.
"Has the crown been taken off?" he murmured like a sleepwalker.
"Um……"
"The crown has come off!"
"yes……"
"Jing Jiaren...how did you do that?" A fierce and powerful embrace hugged her tightly, "Jing Jiaren, you are back!"
Isn’t Jing Jiaren wearing a crown not Jing Jiaren?
Jing Jiaren smiled silently in his arms, hearing him repeat like a repeater, you are back, my Jing Jiaren is back...
All the guests in the hall didn't know why, and they all looked this way.
Ximen Longting kissed her head fiercely, kissing her little by little, falling on her forehead, the tip of her nose...
The turbulent kiss blocked her lips. He was so excited that his body convulsed slightly and his lips trembled.