In the study room on the fourth floor, Leng Yifeng was sitting on the sofa, his hands lazily spread on the back of the sofa. His handsome facial features showed that he was not married, and there was no joy like a wedding. His facial features were still the same.
She is as frozen as usual, her beautiful thin lips are pursed tightly, and her resolute eyebrows are still the same
In addition to the usual coldness, the outline of his facial features also contained some other factors. For some reason, on the wedding day with Ouyang Kelan, it was Xia Chenxuan who appeared in his thoughts.
This week, because the gang is busy with things, Leng also has a lot of things, and there is also the marriage matter, which is entangled one by one, making Leng Yifeng very busy and has no time to spare.
Although Leng Yifeng could not help but order Xu Te to pick up Xia Chenxuan several times, but each time he remained silent for a while and then did not speak.
After the news of his marriage to Ouyang Kelan was made public in the media, Xia Chenxuan did not return to the villa, and Leng Yifeng did not force anyone to arrest her back to the villa.
If it were in the past, as long as he wanted to do it, he would do it regardless of anyone else's thoughts.
Leng Yifeng said that he wanted Xia Chenxuan to stay with him for the rest of his life. This was what he said. However, in this week, for some reason, he did not forcefully imprison Xia Chenxuan.
Perhaps, he felt pity for her in his heart.
Maybe, unique to her
Because, after the wedding date was announced, Leng Yifeng inexplicably thought that if she was allowed to stay by his side now while he was about to marry the bride-to-be, would she also feel uncomfortable?
For the first time, Leng Yifeng thought about others
For the first time, in addition to his own preferences and feelings, he tried to guess other people's happiness and anger.
For the first time, he restrained his thoughts at the moment and did not imprison her.
These are all subtle, and they are all displayed unconsciously. He lights a cigar between his fingers, and the luxurious cigar is handed out between his two fingertips.
The smoke drifts out when you exhale, misty in the air, forming fog here and there. The handsome facial features are surrounded by layers of smoke, surrounding the outlines, surrounding thoughts, and emotions.
Since when did he start to put himself in her shoes?
This promise, this marriage, is what he did, the words he said, the water he poured out.
But what are his feelings and thoughts worrying about?
Misty smoke, misty thoughts, has he fallen in love with Xia Chenxuan?
Why, on the wedding day, his outline is worried, and his thoughts are for her?
And he wanted her to stay by his side, but he couldn't bear to hurt him at this moment.
In the bedroom, Ouyang Kelan stared at the layout of the house. It was still the same as before. The layout was still the same and the style was still the same. It was as cold as him. In this luxurious and luxurious villa, the style was just like him, cold and solemn. Even here.
In the wedding room, even in this big wedding, I can't feel the joy at all.
Perhaps, the word "celebration" cannot be used to describe this room and this villa at this moment!
Ouyang Kelan's face is sad and displeased
However, she also knew that he didn't love her just because of his original promise: promise her one thing, no matter what it was!
And marry her
Nothing to do with love, nothing to do with love
As far as that promise and the feelings they grew up with when they were young were concerned, in his eyes, she was just like his sister, but in her eyes, he was her lover. She loved him and was always with him.
behind his back, loving him silently behind his back
Her love, despite being ruthlessly rejected by him many times, still remains
Her love, even after knowing about her father, still remains
Although, love has been mixed with hatred, but, although, even though, she still wants to spend tonight happily with him, even if tonight is a burning fire, tomorrow will be ashes...
Ouyang Kelan raised her legs and walked to the counter where the red wine was stored. She reached out and took out one of the bottles of red wine. Her eyes fell on the year. It was aged and brewed. Just like her feelings for him, it was aged and brewed.
With the breath of vintage, with the breath that is so intoxicating that you can’t wake up.
Two clear goblets were filled with red wine, dancing enchantingly.
As she raised her hand, Ouyang Kelan was about to walk towards the study room with two glasses of wine. However, after just taking a few steps, she stopped. Perhaps, she should...
Ouyang Kelan placed some wine glasses in one of them. This drug has nothing to do with the body. It is an aphrodisiac: an aphrodisiac!
Today is the day they get married. She wants to be his bride, and she wants to be his legitimate bride.
Ouyang Kelan picked up the wine glass again and smiled bitterly. When did she start using such drugs and methods?
Walking into the study, Ouyang Kelan stared at Leng Yifeng. In his smoky silhouette, she couldn't tell whether he was happy or angry, or his attitude towards this wedding night.
However, she knew that was not the attitude she wanted
Walking into his side, Ouyang Kelan sat next to Leng Yifeng, handed over a glass of wine, and smiled, with a soft and charming smile, "Feng, let's
Let’s drink this together to celebrate our wedding tonight!”
When she said this, Ouyang Kelan felt painful in her heart. She knew that this great joy was only for her, so how could he be so happy?
If he is not happy with the marriage, he can refuse to marry her. However, growing up together, Ouyang Kelan knows that Leng Yifeng will either not commit to her, but if he does, he will definitely do it.
At that time, she also caught this point
Leng Yifeng stared at Ouyang Kelan. After a short pause, he took the wine glass and drank the wine.
In the wine, Ouyang Kelan added a little more medicine.
As Leng Yifeng finished drinking the wine in the glass, Ouyang Kelan poured him another glass of wine. He also drank the wine in the glass and filled it up at the same time, "Feng, can you have another glass?"
When he was adding medicine to Leng Yifeng's wine, Ouyang Kelan also added some to the bottle. Leng Yifeng looked at the liquid that was poured into the cup again. The red color was enchanting, rippling in the cup, as if a beautiful girl was dancing to the music.
dance like
Confusing
He drank it all again, but Ouyang Kelan did not touch the cup. Tonight, she wanted to give herself to him while she was awake.