The handsome man seemed to have come from another world. There is no perfect person in this world, but he is an exception. Every part of his body is God's exquisite work of art, and there is no flaw to be found.

Her slender left hand held Catalina's right hand.

Catalina was nestling next to him, answering reporters' questions, her face proud and happy.

Wearing a beige long dress with thin silk and a large hem, she looks like the Laurel Goddess in Western fairy tales.

She has a good figure and graceful curves. Her skin is like gelatin, and her lips are like red berries. Standing next to him, her blond curly hair is flowing down. She looks like a golden boy and a beautiful girl, an indescribable perfect match.[

Bai Yunshang heard the two servants saying:

"There is no one in the world who is more worthy of the young master than Her Royal Highness the Princess."

"They love each other so much and will definitely become the happiest couple..."

Bai Yunshang couldn't help but smile. How could they be so in love, the happiest couple? Just a few days later, the once sworn lovers fell in love with another woman. Even if he lost his memory, he couldn't fall in love with Catalina.

In the evening, when Sikong Nanan came back, he sat on the sofa and picked up the newspaper on the coffee table.

Spread it out and you will see a small hole wherever there is a picture.

Look at the hole again, the common point is Catalina's head...

He flipped through a few pages and picked up a few magazines on the coffee table, but found none of them.

Bai Yunshang was buried in the pillow, biting her lips tightly. She had stayed in this position for a long time. Even though it was so stuffy that she had difficulty breathing and felt suffocated at any time, she still didn't want to move for a moment.

Suddenly his arm was pulled up, and the man said in a cold voice: "Do you want to suffocate to death?"

Bai Yunshang lowered her eyes, and there was a clear bite mark of the crescent moon on her red lips.

Sikong Nan'an raised his hand with a sneer. Mother Lu brought a pure silk off-white dress. He threw the dress in front of the bed: "You can be in poor health and not participate because you are sick... you still have time to regret."

The day has come.

Sikong Zeye's wedding follows the usual procedure of first attending the church, and after the ceremony, a feast will be held in his castle.

At the gate of the fort, the parked vehicles looked like a car exhibition, with all kinds of RVs and cars lined up in a long queue.

Ma Zai stood at the door and directed:

"Those who have received the silver invitation please go to the south gate."
Chapter completed!