Chapter 1645: Attacking the E-Sports Master

"Hmm... six hours, maybe." Yan Fei looked at his watch and said, "Because today is the wedding day, Feng Guang didn't even get a good night's sleep."

Only then did Feng Guang notice that Yan Fei was wearing a black suit with a white shirt underneath. He looked formal and charming. Looking at the room, it was filled with flowers and balloons. She even saw one on the clothes rack. A pure white wedding dress.

Yan Fei was right, this was their wedding day.

But she was in a daze, and she still couldn't figure out whether it was a hallucination before or now. If it was a hallucination, no matter which one it was, it happened too real.

Yan Fei had already walked over with the wedding dress and said: "The guests outside are waiting for us. Feng Guang hurry up and change clothes. Let's go out together."

Yes, how can you make others wait for marriage?

Fengguang took over the wedding dress in a daze, and then temporarily came back to her senses and said: "Okay..."

"I'll wait for you outside the door." Yan Fei lowered his head and kissed Feng Guang's forehead before walking out and closing the door.

Perhaps she was in a state of confusion, so Feng Guang could only act according to Yan Fei's words. She put on a pure white wedding dress. The stars on the wedding dress made it clear at a glance that it was a dress designed by Yan Fei himself.

She looked at herself in the mirror and suddenly realized that she was really going to be a bride. She was going to marry Yan Fei and become his wife. And then... she would become the happiest woman in the world. .

It's just like……

Like who?

She was suddenly stunned, as if the words in her mind were suddenly stuck, and she couldn't remember anything. At this time, Yan Fei's voice came from outside, "Fengguang, are you okay?"

Feng Guang's dazed thoughts came back, and she opened the door. When she saw Yan Fei, she finally smiled and said, "I'm dressed."

"I know that Feng Guang will look beautiful in a wedding dress." Yan Fei bent down slightly again and said, "I'll put makeup on Feng Guang, okay?"

"Okay." She said one word sweetly. She was still very confident in Yan Fei's makeup skills. Even though she was a girl, she also believed that Yan Fei's makeup skills could definitely surpass hers.

Yan Fei treats Feng Guang's face very seriously. Whether it is eye makeup or lip makeup, it must be the most suitable for Feng Guang. Yan Fei's movements are even more skillful. It only took about forty minutes to touch Feng Guang's beautiful face. She is already even more beautiful.

Yan Fei hugged her from behind, "Are you satisfied with the scenery?"

"Satisfied..." She looked at him behind her through the mirror and couldn't help but laugh.

Yan Fei said: "Then let's go out quickly. Feng Guang's parents have been waiting for a long time."

"Mom and dad... suffered. If we were late together because of me, it would be bad for them to have a bad impression of you." Fengguang took Yan Fei's hand and walked out, asking as he walked: "We are all here today. What guest?"

"Of course those relatives from Fengguang are indispensable. Song Ye and Qi Fangfang are also here. By the way, I also invited my former colleagues from Shuhuo High School."

Fengguang listened to Yan Fei read about a bunch of people, and after thinking about it, she still asked: "Didn't Yan Ce get invited?"

After all, he is Yan Fei's younger brother.

Unexpectedly, Yan Fei paused and asked, "What is Feng Guang talking about? Yan Ce has been dead for many years."

"Dead... no, how can this be..." Feng Guang's words stopped abruptly.

She slowly pulled out the hand held by Yan Fei and stepped back step by step. She raised her hand and held her head. Suddenly, she had a splitting headache. The pictures in front of her kept flashing, and finally settled on the moment when she opened the door. moment.

In the dark environment, there was a bloody scene.

The broken bodies were stained red with blood.

Only in that clean corner is the man with his face stained with blood, holding the unconscious girl in his arms. In this bloody world, only the girl in his arms is clean.

That peacefully sleeping girl... is scenery.

What he is holding is scenery... Then who is she?

The man's cold gaze glanced over. The person standing at the door had his pupils constricted and his eyes widened in panic.

…

The white room was filled with the smell of disinfectant. The woman who was bound by restraints suddenly opened her eyes on the bed. She looked haggard, but the eyes she opened were particularly bright.

She was breathing rapidly, as if she hadn't breathed so freely for a long time, and the breathing at this time felt inexplicably luxurious to her.

"You finally woke up..."

She saw four or five doctors in white coats surrounding her and saying in unison: "Miss Zhou Xiaoqing, congratulations on finally waking up from your fantasy."