For Mu Qian, the most beautiful dream she had ever had as a girl was about Huo Jinxi.

In that dream, similar scenes had appeared countless times, with only him and her.

Once upon a time, that dream was so real, so real that it seemed as if she had already touched it, and she only needed to open her arms to embrace it.

But before she could open her hands, the dream had already awakened.

Being so awake was unbearable, so she stopped dreaming.

But at this moment, the dream that had haunted me repeatedly when I was young suddenly appeared before my eyes in such a real way.

It spans time, spans drastic changes, and spans new life.

This dream was so stubbornly entrenched in her life that it was inevitable to avoid it.

Even though she is no longer the girl she was seven years ago, I still can't help but sigh for her——

See, that's your dream.

The person in your dream has finally come.

Although it was so many years late, he finally came.

Mr. Huo held Mu Qian's arm and walked forward step by step until he was in front of Huo Jinxi. Only then did Mr. Huo hand Mu Qian's hand into Huo Jinxi's and said with a smile: "Jin Xi, grandpa hand Qian Qian over."

Here you go."

Mu Qian turned to look at Mr. Huo and laughed softly.

Once upon a time, she didn't dare to imagine a wedding because no one could take her father's place and hold her hand into the church.

But now, Mr. Huo has accompanied her throughout this journey as a grandfather, and the warmth in his arms is also reliable and ironing.

Those fragmented dreams were finally put back together bit by bit to create a perfect fairy tale.

Huo Jinxi took Mu Qian's hand and held it tightly.

Her hand was very cold, as if there was no warmth at all. He squeezed the cold hand hard for a long time, his eyes always falling on Mu Qian's face calmly.

Someone next to me reminded in a low voice: "Mr. Huo, it's time to enter."

But Huo Jinxi didn't move.

He still just looked at Mu Qian, even though she was obviously looking at him, but he stubbornly waited for a response.

The surrounding staff were a little confused. Mr. Huo stood nearby. Looking at this situation, he also felt a little strange and shouted in a low voice: "Jin Xi? Qianqian?"

Hearing this low cry, Mu Qian looked at Huo Jinxi and said in a low voice: "Do you regret it now? It's too late."

Her face was blurred through the veil, and the smile on her face was a little vague. Huo Jinxi couldn't help but hold her hand tighter, raised it to his lips, and blew lightly.

The weather was cold, so he held her hand for a long time and blew it again, which seemed to finally convey a touch of warmth to her.

Mu Qian seemed to realize his intention, she slowly lowered her eyes and smiled, and took the initiative to put her hand into his arm.

In the sacred "Wedding March" movement, the two people walked hand in hand into the most sacred hall.

The pastor was waiting at the altar, and all the guests watching the ceremony stared quietly. Three pairs of groomsmen and bridesmaids stood on both sides to welcome the two people arriving hand in hand.

After Mu Qian's elegant wedding dress, Huo Qiran and a little girl of similar age served as flower girls, just like a miniature version of the groom and the bride.

Everything is solemn and solemn, that is what marriage should be like.

Mu Qian's heart finally calmed down little by little in this sacred atmosphere.

She heard Huo Jinxi say, I do.

She lowered her eyes and smiled, saying the same three words.

Huo Jinxi put the ring on her ring finger.

She is the same.

Huo Jinxi opened her veil and kissed her gently.

The guests were applauded with applause, she opened her eyes, her eyes were full, and she was moving.

Huo Jinxi suddenly tightened her and kissed more deeper.

The guests' guests attracted attention.

Pile pile pieces are covered in the sweetness of the room.

Nympho

After the wedding, Mu Qian was almost upset.

She has lived freely for a long time, and hasn't been so positive for a long time. In addition, she lacks insufficient sleep last night. After the end, she is inevitable. After that, there is a grand wedding banquet. After the wedding banquet

Marriage is running away.

She didn't know how she persisted. She only knew that after returning to the room, she fell on the bed and lost her consciousness directly.

She didn't know how long she slept, and when she recovered her consciousness, she only felt hot.

She only thought that she was covered too thick, and when she subconsciously stretched out her feet to kick, she felt another heat source.

Mu Qian woke up suddenly, opened her eyes, and saw Huo Jinxi.

He should be back from the dinner, and he didn't know how much wine he drank. His eyes were reddish, but his eyes were scary.

He bowed his head and kissed her. After awakening her, he started taking off his tie and shirt without hesitation.

"Huo Jinxi ..." Mu Qian was so tired that he had no strength to push him away, but if he didn't push him away, he was afraid he would face endless torture, so she could only ask him softly, "After a day, you don’t

Tired? I'll give you heat water, take a bath, sleep well, okay? "

"Ask for mercy?" Even after drinking so much wine, Huo Jinxi's mind was still sober. He stared at Mu Qian for a while, and suddenly laughed, "Not your style."

Mu Qian hadn't seen him laughed for a long time, and he was a little stunned for a moment, and he said after a while: "I'm really tired ..."

"If you have vision, you should not provoke me in the morning." Huo Jinxi said, and put her hand in his mouth.

Mu Qian remembered the gesture she made when he left from his room in the morning--

At that time, Huo Jinxi only returned her three words: Let's night.

At night ... Isn't that now?

Mu Qian was tightly pressed by him, and he could only cry without tears-

She is always good at digging a pit, but when facing Huo Jinxi, she always gets the end of jade.
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