his allure

Chapter 83

Everyone in the audience looked at each other and smiled kindly.

Lu Xicheng looked at the astonishment and shyness on her face, and explained in a low voice: "My mother told me that on the wedding day, she held her wife in her arms and swore an oath, that is, a promise to keep her in her hands for the rest of her life."

"You want to keep me in your palm for the rest of your life?" She smiled shyly, her eyes shining like stars.

He said, "Yes."

During the wedding that day, Lu Xicheng really went through the whole process, and never let her go.

He said: "Gently, I've been holding you like this, so I'm not afraid of losing you."

He said: "Gently, I love you, I love you so much."

There is no lover in this world who is not careful and worry about gains and losses.It's okay to be calm if you haven't got it, but once you get it, it's completely worrying about gains and losses.

It was the same day, at this very moment, outside the church, Shen Zhao was sitting in the expensive car with dark eyes.

The car window was rolled down halfway, revealing his superior profile.

He was smoking, the smoke was lingering, his eyebrows and eyes seemed to be immersed in frost, so cold.

There was laughter in the auditorium from time to time. He listened, his heart was numb, and he didn't feel any joyful empathy.

The cigarette burned to the end and burned his fingertips, but he didn't realize it.

There is only one wall separating them, two worlds.

Shen Zhao still does not understand why Zheng Qingqing is unwilling to stay by his side.He thinks that he treats her very well, with great care and pampering, even if it is the order of appearance in life, he is the first to know her, why doesn't she love him?

This thought seemed to have quenched the poison, fermenting in his heart a little bit, giving birth to resentment.

How can you not hate it?Obviously, the person he met first should have taken the lead, but he lost completely.

In the auditorium, Zheng Qingqing was in Lu Xicheng's arms, smiling so sweetly.She looked up at him, her eyes were full of stars: "Lu Xicheng, I love you."

The man who has always been a breeze and a bright moon, with red eyes, reluctantly replied: "Well, I love you too."

In the corner seat, Zhong Jinyi sat there, watching them from afar, with blessings and relief in his eyes.He has a lot of things to do, he was reluctant to part with Zheng Qingqing before, and stayed at the newspaper all the time.And now, it's time to leave.
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In the days after the wedding, Lu Xicheng took Zheng Qingqing to the countryside.

It is an unknown small village in the south of the Yangtze River. From a distance, it looks misty and rainy. It seems that there is a layer of tulle covering the village with white walls and blue tiles. It is simple and poetic.

Lu Xicheng was wearing a satin gray shirt with a jade-like face.

He looked at Zheng Qingqing, his eyes were gentle, like an arc of lake light, rippling away a little bit.

He raised his hand, pointed at those scattered old buildings, and said lightly, "Win, I grew up here."

There was a trace of surprise in Zheng Weiyuan's eyes when he heard this, Lu Xicheng's aura was very much like a son of a wealthy family, and it seemed that it had nothing to do with the crowded market.

She was only surprised for a moment, and soon developed a good impression of this piece of Jiangnan under the misty rain.Her Xicheng, Zhilanyushu, Qingfenglangyue, what is incompatible with this place?They are all the most pure and beautiful things in the world.

She raised her head and smiled at him, and said, "Xicheng, are you taking me home?"

Lu Xicheng's slender fingers brushed her hairline, and the smile on the corner of his lips was genuine: "Yes, I will take Qingqing home."

His eyes were moist as he spoke.

　Some cuties are worried that they will be abused in the future. Here, Xiaowu promises everyone that no matter what happens, Qingqing and Xicheng will never be separated.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)