Princess Runs Away On Wedding

Zhuo ran put on airs and cried for mercy.

But after a while, he burst out laughing, and the hearty laughter spread far and far.

The mood is flying, everything is pleasing to the eye.

It's so nice to hold a loved one.

Xiaoya is not angry, "what are you laughing at? It's not like being hit dumb, is it

What a nuisance. What a laugh.

Zhuo ran tightly embraces the girl in her arms, and the void in her heart is finally filled. She is warm and comfortable.

He gasped heavily. "Let's make up."

Without her, even the sky was foggy, and everything was black.

He never wanted to live a lonely life like that again.

Xiaoya is very angry. Don't ignore him. Hum, it's not so easy.

If you forgive him easily, what are the sorrows of these days?

He took a deep breath and whispered in her ear, "little girl, I miss you very much, I want to miss you very much."

Soft voice can squeeze out a Wang spring water, turn a thousand times, tender, unspeakable nostalgia.

Xiaoya's heart was hot, her nose was sour, and her tears came from her eyes.

What a grievance!

What do you think of her?

You're the one!

Why did he come so late?

Why did that do to her?

Why are they better than other girls?

Why scold her for others?

Looking at the poor girl with tears, Zhuo Ran's heart was almost broken. She reached out to help her wipe the tears from the corners of her eyes.

"Silly girl, don't cry. It's my fault. I'm too careless. I didn't think about things from your standpoint, which hurt your heart..."

But he had nothing to do with other girls. He was innocent.

She was the only one in his heart.

No matter what happened, his mind never changed.

"Whoa, whoa." Hearing this, Xiaoya wailed, like a wronged child, crying with no image to speak of, tears like a dike like crazy flow down.

Pain for so long, sad for so long, but was gently soothed by a word, suppressed for a long time out of control, can no longer help vent out.

Zhuo Ran's heart was sour and vexed.

It's my fault. I should have come to see her.

She is not confident and sensitive to feelings. He should be more patient.

It's just

"Iron Zhuo ran, you bully my sister, look at the palm, I don't deal with you today, I don't surname Tang."

With this sound, a palm wind is coming.

Zhuo ran holding Xiaoya in the air, smiling and pleading, "brother-in-law is merciful."

No matter what he said, he would not change his words.

Tang Da Shao rolled his eyes in the sky and clapped it again. "Shut up and let go of my sister first."

Xiaoya awkwardly twisted her body to let him down.

Zhuo Ran is not willing to let go. He can't let go. He can't let go

Tang Da is short of a black line. As for this?

"Tie Zhuo ran, are you still not a man? How can you use a girl as a shield

He was very angry, the palm wind was more violent, like the tide of one hand after another.

Zhuo ran jumped up and down. He was injured, and his movements were slow. It was more inconvenient to hold Xiaoya. He just kept dodging, but he didn't fight back. He was tired and panting, and his face turned white.

Xiaoya was anxious and cried out desperately, "brother, stop it. Zhuo Ran is injured. Don't bully him."

After hearing the speech, Tang Da Shao remained motionless, his mouth was straight, and he looked up at the sky without language.

Stinky girl, it hurts her in vain.

Actually, I helped outsiders. Alas, I can't stay here.