Madam Dihao is not good

Pang Shang shed, wet the delicate makeup she just put on.

Her eyes were in a trance, and through the tears, she saw the wedding ring that Su Shijie put on her by himself on her slender finger.

Those memories of being with him, like shattered glass, floated before her eyes.

Happy, sad, moving, laughing...all of them are unforgettable and will never be forgotten in this life.

Aunt Li was in a hurry: "Young Mistress, what are you crying about on the day of great joy! Stop crying, Young Mistress, Young Mistress?" [

Chanel stood up abruptly, regardless of the dissuasion of the people around her, she was about to go out

Su Shijie, I like you too, I like you.

In this world, the person I like most is you.

……

"Love that she bore me a daughter."

"I like her stubbornness of holding her breath underwater for 10 minutes."

"like her……"

Su Shijie's deep voice kept circling in her ears, and every word brought her into the past.

Chanel quickly opened the door, followed the voice, and ran desperately in the long corridor.

Her hair was only half up, her delicate makeup was blurred by tears, and the long skirt was tightly held in her hand to prevent her from tripping her steps, but the crystal high heels that were too long still made her a few times. She twisted her ankle.

Behind him came the sound of Aunt Li and the stylists chasing after her.

But nothing can stop her footsteps.

Xia Naier ran fast, her heart was pounding, and she ran hard following Su Shijie's voice!

She wants to tell him right away that she likes him too

I like him hugging her and whispering love words in her ear;

I like him looking at her, his eyes are clear only her shadow, and then touch noses with her, the password is I love you;

I like him hugging her tightly when sleeping, feeling his body temperature and his unique body fragrance; I like him putting on his coat for her when the weather is cold, holding her hand to keep warm; I like him snuggling with her Watching movies together, she always thinks of how they both became old people, and that lifetime agreement...

She liked it so much that while running, her mind was full of his shadow!

There are too many, it turns out that liking can be so much that no language can express it...[

"Bang" Chanel pushed open the door at the end of the corridor. In an instant, countless white lights