Chenxing sat there, enjoying an audio-visual feast of ultimate love.
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NowI know whatever the question is
Loveistheanswer's answer will always be love
It'swrittenonangel'swings
AndIoftenwonderwhy I often doubt it
wedasI am such a flawed person
DeservestobeashappyasyoumakemeHow can I deserve the happiness you bring me
…
Unconsciously, Chenxing was brought into the lyrics.
The corners of her eyes were slightly moist, but she kept smiling sweetly.
Fool, I should be the one to say, how can an ordinary girl like me, with so many shortcomings, deserve the happiness you bring me!
I often doubt that I am not good enough, I doubt that I am not beautiful enough, I doubt that I am not a lady, I doubt that I am not qualified to stand by your side and be your Gu Shaocheng’s woman!
People who feel the caress from heaven in their lives
WillknowthewayI'mfeeling,lookingInmybaby'seyes will come from my baby
Eyes that understand how I feel and see things
That'swhyIcan'tbeartobetoofarawayThat's why I can't stay too far away from her
IknowthatgodmustlovemecauseI'm sure God loves me
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When the song ended, he slowly pushed the wheelchair to her, grabbed her hand, pulled her close, and lightly carved an unforgettable kiss on her forehead.
"I never told you that you are my most beautiful angel."
"Oh, it's so sour." Beside him, Nan Baihao, who was not flat, said something in a slightly higher voice. Gu Shaocheng squinted his eyes slightly, and the other party immediately covered his mouth. Afterwards, he realized that he had said the wrong thing.
, then, he chuckled, stood up, and patted his wife on the shoulder: "Wife, I'm here to give you a sour song, what song do you want to listen to?"
Liang Huanhuan didn't give any face at all, and said jokingly: "Come on, your voice is worse than a duck. It will scare five hundred people. Brother Gu can't sing well. Don't embarrass yourself!"
"I don't, I want to sing." Nan Pakhao said.
The man's heart was hit.
Liang Huanhuan scolded him loudly: "Then you sing, I tell you, I don't know him, if he doesn't sing well, it has nothing to do with me, you know?"
"Damn! Liang Huanhuan, can you give me some face?"
Chenxing tilted her head on Gu Shaocheng's shoulder, watching Huanhuan and Brother Baihao bickering, leaning forward and back with laughter. When she raised her head, she looked into Gu Shaocheng's bright and deep eyes. She pursed her lips, and then her eyes purred.
Turn it around, then give him a hard pop in the face, and praise him in a flattering way: "Listen well, it will take a long time."