Chapter 2 Her Husband Is so Handsome!

A month later, Leng Rongrong officially put on her wedding dress and was about to marry Mo Fourth Young Master.

The old man is a person who likes traditional weddings, so the newlyweds get married, and the Mo family's old house is also very traditional, and the two newcomers also wear traditional clothes.

"Rongrong, thank you for helping Qingqing, Mom thank you very much."

Standing beside Leng Rongrong, Li Mulan pretended to take a glass of water and hand it to Leng Rongrong, "Rongrong, drink some water, you've been tossing with makeup for a long time, are you tired too?"

Leng Rongrong took a sip from the water glass and looked at herself in the mirror wearing a red wedding dress and Li Mulan with a little three-faced face.

Li Mulan reached out to grab Leng Rongrong's hand, but Leng Rongrong quietly avoided it.

She took a sip of water with a glass of water in her hand, and her voice was extremely cold, "Don't pretend, it's not me who helped, it's you who threatened me. If you have something to say, just let it go, and if you have nothing to say, get out of the way."

"Rongrong—" Li Mulan narrowed her eyes with a hint of coldness, and she knew that the wild girl in the countryside was uneducated and might not be obedient.

Leng Rongrong walked to the sofa and sat down, suddenly feeling dizzy.

He suddenly looked at the water glass in his hand, "You—you gave me medicine!"

"If you don't take the medicine, how can you be sure that you won't run?" Li Mulan sneered, "If you regret it, who will end the marriage today?"

"Mom, how's it going?" Leng Qingqing rushed in from the door and saw Leng Rongrong sitting on the sofa, who was starting to feel weak and helpless. I can't escape, so I can sit back and relax!"

Because Leng Rongrong agreed to this matter, she was unprepared, and for a while, she didn't even have the strength to resist.

Leng Mou looked at Leng Qingqing and Li Mulan, and remembered them firmly in his heart.

Fortunately, the marriage partner is a disabled person. If he is disabled, there shouldn't be anything to do to her, right?

Leng Rongrong's heart flashed a little bit of luck, and then, within a few minutes, she felt that her consciousness became blurred, and the voices of Li Mulan's mother and daughter drifted farther and farther in her ears.

In midsummer, the night wind blows with a scorching temperature.

The Mojia old house was brightly lit and decorated with colorful lanterns. From time to time, beaming music sounded. The two huge incomparable happy words on the door indicated the big happy event in the Mojia house.

In the hall, there are many guests, and the feasts are filled with delicacies of mountains and seas.

On the wedding day, the bride and groom were not seen toasting in the hall, but the Mo family's old man and his sons were busy toasting and greeting the guests.

Even so, no one will find it strange. After all, the groom, Mo Rinyuan, is said to be a crippled, still a very serious crippled. He is paraplegic in a high position, and his hands and feet are inconvenient to move, and he does not like to meet people on weekdays. , I am afraid that I prefer to hide in the room and not come out.

At the same time, in a room on the top floor, there was a woman lying on the red wedding bed. The red wedding dress and the long black hair formed a sharp contrast with the fair and small face.

The woman's brows were closed, and her delicate eyebrows were tightly wrinkled, as if she was doing something in a dream that troubled her.

Beside the big bed, two young men looked at the handsome man in the wheelchair who was also wearing a red wedding dress, "Master, do you need us to help you?"

"No need, cough, cough—" The man said a word, and then coughed piercingly.

Two young men, you look at me and I look at you, with strange eyes.

After a while, a young man said, "Master, the old man wants to hug his great-grandson, why don't you try harder. If you really can't, we can help."

Mo Rinyuan raised his eyebrows and coughed even harder. He leaned against the wheelchair and waved his hand weakly.

When the two young men saw this, they had to go out respectfully.

The door with the word "Happy" was closed, and the voices of the two young domestic servants outside came.

"Come on, the old man still wants to hug his great-grandson. I think the fourth young master really has to toss once, and his life is gone!"

"Isn't that so, it's all like this, why do you still get married!"

"That's not what the old man meant. The old man knew that this grandson was dying soon, and he liked him, so he had to keep him for a while."

"Pfft-"

"why are you laughing?"

"You said that the fourth young man is handicapped, is that still useful?"

"That being said, yes, it's already obsolete, and it's strange that it can be born!"

The voices of the two domestic servants gradually softened and then gradually disappeared.

In the bright red room, Mo Rinyuan's thin lips on the wheelchair evoked a cold smile. He slowly stood up from the wheelchair and walked towards the bed.

The woman on the wedding bed was very beautiful, with a slap in the face, fair skin as jade, and the embellished facial features were extremely delicate, with long eyelashes casting a feather-like shadow.

A pale hand placed a hand on the woman's cheek, stroked the face lightly, and finally pinched the woman's neck, Mo Rinyuan asked in a low voice, "For the money of the Mo family, or for the sake of others. Spy, so take the initiative to ask to marry a disabled person?"

Use a little force on your hands.

Leng Rongrong, who was sleeping, seemed to have entered the deep sea and struggled violently.

It's okay not to struggle, but this struggle completely irritated Mo Rinyuan, Leng Rongrong was so ruthless, and hit Mo Rinyuan's body with a punch while she was asleep.

"Dare to hit me?" Mo Rinyuan's eyebrows were slightly raised, and he looked at Leng Rongrong with interest, "They cultivated it! This skill..."

Such as the chill in the beautiful eyes of the abyss, he turned over and went to bed.

"Okay, since you're here to be my wife, then I'm welcome."-

"don't want--"

It was already the next morning when Leng Rongrong woke up from the bed.

When I opened my eyes, it was a piece of red, red candles, red happy words, red quilts...

Is it a dream?

Still true!

Suddenly, her scalp felt numb, and Leng Rongrong remembered the dream last night. She was lying on the bed, and then a man in a red wedding dress got on her bed.

Everything seemed like a dream, but also seemed to be real.

Leng Rongrong thought for a moment without moving, and then moved her legs, feeling extremely sore all over.

No way……

Aren't the four young masters of the Mo family crippled? The kind of high paraplegic, he still has the ability to have a relationship with a woman?

I vaguely remember that the person seemed to be strong and strong.

It was a dream, how could the Fourth Young Master of the Waste have a relationship with her!

Leng Rongrong swallowed her saliva and turned her head to the side. Her soul was almost scared away. There was a face beside her pillow, looking at her with innocent eyes.

"Fuck, who are you!"

With a scolding, Mo Rongyuan was kicked by Leng Rongrong and kicked directly to the ground.

Mo Rinyuan: "..."

Leng Rongrong's heart was beating violently, she clutched her chest, and it took a long time for her to recover.

Lying on the wedding bed, sleeping with her, shouldn't it be that disabled Fourth Young Master Mo Linyuan?

I heard that he is not only disabled, but also very weak. He can cough half to death after saying a few words. Shouldn't she kick people directly to the Palace of Hell?