Ling Chuan came over.
Woman looking in the mirror.
The beautiful Emei, the face that doesn't wear pink, and the bangs that used to be fine, are now separated on both sides.
Once upon a time, she was cute.
Now, she exudes a mature breath all over her body.
It's more beautiful and moving.
He has always liked her black hair.
It's black and beautiful.
He particularly likes it when it falls on his shoulders.
Ling Chuan pulled the zipper with one hand, hugged her waist with one hand, pressed against her, looked at her in the mirror and said, "Would you like to play a game?"
His breath flicked in her ears.
An Ziqing asked innocently: "What game?"
"The hole-room anthurium game." Ling Chuan's hands were already very dishonest.
An Ziqing naturally understood what he was talking about.
Did not wait for her to speak.
Ling Chuan directly pushed her to the mirror, staring at her full of evil.
"Wait! Wait!!" She hugged his hand and said pitifully: "Let me take off my wedding dress! I don't want to get my wedding dress dirty!"
Seeing her pleadingly pleading with him, he wanted to bully her even more.
Looking down at her wedding dress is half off, just covering half of her body.
Look at the red high heels on her legs.
Ling Chuan really didn't want to wait for her to take off her wedding dress.
He said in a low voice, "That's good! I promise it won't get dirty!"
The night was quiet, and the white moon poured over the room, gently covering the pair of biren like a thin beard.
In the mirror.
An Ziqing clearly saw how miserable he was being bullied.
Really shy...
The man behind him also pointed to the mirror and said, "My wife, you are so beautiful!"
With a sound of his wife, her heart was covered by the blazing sun.
(The author's double: Ah! The big double is so shy-shy! In fact, I am not as impure as you think!)
"Pala" there was a crisp sound.
What is the sound of porcelain being smashed.
There was a sharp female voice in the room, "Ling Chuan and An Ziqing will have a wedding tomorrow!! What have you promised! Saying that Ling Chuan will never marry her!!"
There was no response in the room for a long time.
Only the female voice was sharper and went crazy, "A whole month! You haven't moved at all! It's so calm! Now let me watch Ling Chuan marry her! I rescued him! You gave me what!"
The woman pointed at the blond man standing aside.
Yin Nuo.
Yin Nuo walked to the place where the thing was shattered just now.
Bend down and picked up the porcelain on the ground.
"This is a green-glazed bottle that was snatched by the Eight-Power Allied Forces in the Yuanmingyuan at the end of the Qing Dynasty. It is worth 87 million yuan. Did Miss Li check or check in." Yin Nuo picked up the fragments and put them in the trash can.
Li Xian was so angry that he smoked, "I knew it was coming at me! He has the ability to make An Ziqing unable to marry Lingchuan!"
"87 million is not a small number. Since Miss Li is broken, it's better to pay for it." Mo Wei also said lightly, sitting on the sofa.
Li Xian really doesn't want to cooperate with them at all.
But it is clear that their ultimate goal is the same.
Only they can help her.
"You said this is a celadon vase from the late Qing Dynasty? Who knows if this is a local stall!" Li Xian sneered.
"Can the stall goods be placed in our patriarch's study?" Yin Nuo asked rhetorically.
Li Xian was speechless.
This is Gallo's study.
How could it be placed here
"Isn't it 87 million! I'll give you 100 million without looking for it!" Li Xian immediately took out the check, threw it on the ground, and let Yin Nuo pick it up. (End of this chapter)