【69 Book Bar-WWW.69 SHAU.COM】【Second update】

In the quiet room on the third floor, the windows are slightly opened, and the overflowing wind blows the white gauze curtains very refreshingly, rippling slightly, and the sunlight penetrates into the room through the shadow of the tree, leaving a mottled but adding a bit of warmth.

The red wedding dress was extremely exquisitely worn on Ren Yutong. She sat quietly on the antique bed, the red curtain embroidered with dragons and phoenixes, and the whole room was specially arranged to match today's Chinese wedding. There was also the dressing table of Huanghuali wood, all of which were priceless antiques, which were considered a wedding gift given to her beloved granddaughter by the old man of the Fang family.

A group of people were chattering and hid aside, holding cameras to take pictures of the groom's expression when he saw the bride's expression. Several makeup artists were resting. Fang Lianjue, who was a family member, was greeting the guests and arranged to leave with which car to leave afterwards. The photographer should stand on the upper position to take pictures of the whole process. Only by standing in the crowd coldly, there was a feeling of being out of place. It seemed that the Wannian Iceberg was a little colder, and he did not feel the extremely sunshine and warmth because his sister was about to get married.

He was like a king who left the wolf pack, restrained his arrogance, looked quietly at Ren Yutong who was combing his hair, and finally walked towards her silently and stood behind her steadily.

"I'll do it..."

He waved his hand gently and asked the dressing barber to retreat and wait by his side. He personally picked up the shiny and warm rhino horn comb, and helped Ren Yutong comb his hair with a lyrics. His movements were gentle, as if she was carefully caring for her as a rare treasure. They were all ancient customs and some auspicious blessings.

"One comb to the end, two comb to the white hair and eyebrows, three comb to the ground, four comb to the four silver bamboo shoots are all marked..."

Ren Wanli looked at the shiny black hair, combed it patiently over and over again, and smiled bitterly. The barber beside him looked at his expression strangely and took a step back. Everyone knew that Ren Wanli was the baby sister of the arrogant and cold President Ren, but when someone got married, he looked desperate and seemed to cry, not happy but forced.

In the end, I gave up with no choice, and finally let go of no choice, forcing myself to use the most vicious means to force myself to despair...

If Fang Lianjue's clear love is at least open and upright, then his secret love is extremely obscure and dark. They are obviously not related by blood but are bound by the name of brother and sister, and they are clearly close to each other but far away. They are clearly within reach, but Ren Wanli will never dare to extend his hand, for fear that Ren Yutong will completely disappear when he touches the world slightly.

"I wish you happiness, you must be happy. If Zhanye dares to bully you, remember to go back to your parents' home. My brother will always be your strongest backing. I love you unconditionally and pamper all your nonsense and willfulness."

The obscure and dull voice whispered by Ren Yutong's ears, as if a little ambiguous, but Ren Wanli quickly stepped back away. No one heard the subtle voice, as if it was a code word, which became the secret of the two. Because Ren Yu turned his side, his hair was held in his palm and could not turn back, so he could only smile and agreed softly. Ren Wanli handed over the hair to the barber beside him, and he watched silently behind her.

The last time, the last time, let me look at you greedily again, remember this back forever, and become the eternity I remember in my heart. I will have a lifetime to hide and bury. Finally, in the past years of paranoid thoughts, I will finally forget you, let you go, and become a memory of the past without any unforgettable feeling.

There was a sound of blocking sound outside the door. Zhanye soon discovered a hidden location, and all kinds of noisy and lively sounds were isolated outside the door. Because of the time, the barber quickly rolled up Ren Yutong's black hair, and the exquisite gilded phoenix crown made a crisp collision sound, and put it on her head swayingly. Looking at the face of Xiao Qiao, who was faintly floating under a golden tassel, Ren Wanli's heart beat faster without permission.

Ren Yutong is really beautiful. As expected, the woman wearing a wedding dress is the most. The only regret may be that her beloved woman got married, but not her own... He held the exquisite dragon and phoenix Xipao, and finally covered up his heart-warming face. He was the legitimate Ren family. Fang Fei was originally the one who covered the Xipao, but she didn't have the chance to see her daughter get married, and finally gave this opportunity to Ren Wanli.

There was a loud bang behind him, and Ren Wanli's comrade kicked the door open with one foot. He carried the domineering and bargaining at the door and refused to open the door. He walked in with a proud look, because the few people carrying the door had fainted on their shoulders.

Zhan Ye walked in with a pair of gold-embroidered embroidered shoes in a cheerful bright red wedding dress. Although he did not pay the door opening along the way, he rushed to win by force. Who said they were soldiers of the special brigade?

"Dear brothers, we have successfully captured the local camp. Now we can send red envelopes..."

With a command, the fainted people were resisted and the comrades began to give out red envelopes friendly. Chu Yu, who was unhappy, finally got the big red envelope as he wished, and the real price was 9,999, not a single point.

At this moment, Zhan Ye looked at Ren Yutong, who was sitting quietly on the bed, and smiled. He slowly stepped forward step by step, knelt on one knee and took out the embroidered shoes, and put them on them for her personally. From the gap down from the Hippie, Ren Yutong looked at Zhan Ye's movements, and couldn't help but remember that he also wore shoes for himself when he first dated, without any consideration. He loved and pampered in public without any concealment.

Perhaps it was because of Zhan Ye's stern personality that she was slowly moved. This man always did more and said less. If you could find those little tenderness, you would be infinitely moved. The romance in life is the adjustment of the firewood, rice, oil, salt, sauce, vinegar and tea, and the symphony in pots and pans, such as the small notes he left behind. He once stubbornly refused to let himself touch the cold water. He once went home day and night to visit him and left before she woke up. The hugs, kisses, massages, bought breakfasts, and walking hand in hand are all her deep happiness.

Putting on a pair of embroidered shoes, Zhan Ye looked up at the face covered under the Xipa, and kissed him slightly, leaving a touch of tenderness through the bright redness.

**** "Report to the Chief, Cute Wife Invasion"**** First published on:**** [Please support the genuine version]****

The last feeling of heartache is given to Brother Wanli...
Chapter completed!