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wedding without a bride 8

It was the voice that had always been around him, calling Ah Feng, the voice that had been clinging to him, pestering him and coquettishly, the voice that had haunted him in his dreams for seven years.

There is such a similar voice in this world, or it may be the voice of the mistress.

Through Feifei's armpit, Gao Lingfeng looked steadily at the woman standing not far away. Although she was tall and slender, she could still be distinguished at a glance even after seven years.

She still has that bright face, that flying spirit, and those clear eyes. Seven years later, she is still as gorgeous, enchanting, and extremely beautiful as before. The difference is that the long hair that once fluttered in the wind has changed.

Her hair has become neat and crisp, and her whole body has a touch of fierce and decisive heroic spirit, and she no longer has the little girly flavor she once had.

"Uncle, uncle, put me down, I want to go to my mommy." Lu Feifei struggled and shouted.

Gao Lingfeng slowly put Lu Feifei down. The handsome and sparse face was infinitely magnified in Lu Xuening's pupils. Their eyes faced each other, and they were silent.

Lu Xuening trembled and looked at Gao Lingfeng in astonishment. His hands clenched into fists, his face was dull for a moment, and his breathing became difficult.

Seven years later, this man is still as warm and affectionate as before, handsome and handsome, with an indescribable charm, and he looks increasingly mature and charming.

Isn't he supposed to be giving a summit speech in country M at this time? Why did he appear here?

Lu Xuening was in a state of confusion and her eyes were a little erratic.

"Mommy." Lu Feifei broke away from Gao Lingfeng's arms and ran towards Lu Xuening happily.

"You're not allowed to run around anymore, you know?" Lu Xuening smiled lightly, touched Lu Feifei's head, then smiled knowingly at Gao Lingfeng, and said softly: "Sir, thank you for your help.

I take care of my kids."

Gao Lingfeng was startled, she actually called him sir politely, she actually called him sir.

That unfamiliar expression, that polite thank you, as if the past doesn't even exist.

"Okay, let's go and say goodbye to uncle." Lu Xuening calmed down, took Lu Feifei's hand and turned to leave.

"Xue Ning." Gao Lingfeng seemed to have remembered something and ran towards Lu Xuening quickly, hugging Lu Xuening at the same time.

"What are you doing? Madman." Lu Xuening seemed to be greatly frightened. She pushed Gao Lingfeng away and slapped him in the face. She said angrily, "Sir, please be more respectful. Thank you for taking care of me."

's daughter."

"Xue Ning, Xu Ning, don't be like this, I know it's you, I know it's you, the surprise they said they wanted to give me is you, I know." Gao Lingfeng looked at Lu Xuening in a daze, and said again

She hugged him and refused to let go.

Lu Xuening only felt extremely sad in her heart. This embrace had once made her obsessed, made her sink, and made her greedy.

But it was this embrace that pushed her mercilessly into the boundless dark hell, making her life worse than death.

Lu Xuening restrained her somewhat out-of-control emotions and pushed Gao Lingfeng away, pretending to look at him blankly and confused: "Sir, have you recognized the wrong person? I don't know Xuening. Please let me go. Don't be like this.
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