Princess Runs Away On Wedding

The crowd came forward and aimed their bows and arrows at the kite. The atmosphere was tense to the extreme.

Zhuo ran embraces the girl in her arms, calmly makes a force, the kite flies up fiercely.

Tang Youhao's eyes flashed, gently waved a palm, if the kite was helped, swing steadily, clear clouds straight up, fly away.

Two smears of red shadow, floating in the clouds and fog, form a pair, and the farther they float, they become little red dots, and finally disappear in the distant sky.

Mu Jin Mo chest a hot, spit out a mouthful of blood, extremely corrupt roar way, "Hao uncle, why to help him?"

Tang Youhao asked coldly, "why? Who are you with me? And what is the right to question me? "

He gave his beloved daughter to him, but he not only did not take good care of Xiaoya, but also made her so sad that it was polite not to slap him.

At ordinary times, he is steady and reserved, gentle and elegant, and complements the lively and active girl, which can be called a perfect match. Who would like to make such a scene?

It's true that you know who you are and what you don't know!

Mu Jin's face was as if she had been hit hard, her face was gray, her mind was violently shaken, her old wound recurred, her eyes were black, and she could no longer hold on. The whole person fell back,

a frightened female voice sounded sharply from afar, "Jin mo."

A grand wedding quietly ended, leaving countless regrets and melancholy

As the sun set, the last ray of light in the sky gradually disappeared. The dusk was dark and the sky was covered with sand.

Shining stars hanging all over the sky, beautiful dazzling, a hand, as if you can take off.

The fire of the campfire shot up, and the smell of roast lamb leg came.

Meaningful Yong stupidly embraces the legs to sit on one side, the fire light shines on the delicate small face, leaves a few wisps of shadow, a broad dress lining her particularly delicate and weak.

Iron Zhuo ran can't hide the concern to see again and again, really can't resist.

"Cry, there's no one right now."

The little girl is so stubborn that she doesn't know who she looks like.

From childhood to see her mischievous mischievous, the face always hung with a sweet smile, now overcast, let people heartache.

Meaningful Yong hate of the stare at him, "you are not a person?"

She doesn't cry. What is there to cry about?

Tears can only make those who hate her happy and complacent, and those who really love her sad.

Iron Zhuo ran pity unceasingly, on the surface does not reveal, has made a ugly grimace, "I am the water monster, does not calculate the human, there is no other person here."

"You hate it." She picked up the jade pendant around her waist and threw it in the past. Seeing him lightly catching it, she breathed a light breath. Suddenly, she was filled with grief, and the pain suppressed at the bottom broke out like a flood. "Whoa, whoa."

There is no one close to her, no one to see her jokes, only a smelly guy who always likes to tease her.

Cry, are you ok?

For a moment, tears welled up, heartbroken.

Countless past events come to my mind. It is clear that she is a lover who grew up together in childhood. How could she collude with her best sister behind her back?

"How could he do this to me? Clearly like others, but also for me to pretend to love the appearance, good disgusting

"We grew up together. Why did he do this to me? If you don't like me, just say it, I won't be dogged. "

A voice hoarse exhausted cry out of the heart of injustice and pain confused, complex emotions crazy gush out.

Zhuo Ran's thin lips pressed tightly. His eyes were even darker than the night sky. It seemed that he was holding back, and he wanted to stop talking. He wanted to comfort him, but he stopped at a place three steps away. He seemed to be worried about something. His hand clenched into a fist, and the jade pendant in his palm was burning with pain.