Chapter 2719 Belongs to Them, Shy Wedding

Leng Mei's face was reddened at a rapid rate, she felt as if her face was being scalded by the scalding fire, she couldn't help but feel ashamed.

"What the hell is this, I don't want my old lady..."

Leng Mei rolled her eyes, pretending that she didn't understand the contents of the photo album Di Lin gave her, she glanced at her mouth, stretched out her slender and straight beautiful hands, and wanted to tear off the photo album directly!

How could she keep such an extremely embarrassing thing!

Among other things, in case someone sees...

Then she wants to save face!

Just when Leng Mei moved the side of the album, as if about to tear it up, Di Lin seemed to know what she was doing early in the morning. He took advantage of his taller figure than Leng Mei to get out of Leng Mei's hand. Pull the album back directly.

"As a gift on the eve of the wedding, it's better for me to keep it."

As Di Lin said, he held up the photo album, turned around and walked out the gate.

Leng Mei's height of 1.7 meters, at the moment Di Lin snatched the photo album from her hand, she jumped up to grab the photo album that Di Lin held in the air, but she couldn't reach it:

"Give it to me! Give it to me! Sir, can you give it to me? I will give it to me whatever pose you want in the future!"

Leng Mei frantically chased Di Lin all the way out of the room.

No one saw that when Di Lin walked out the door of the room holding Leng Mei's photo album while running, there was a slight upward and slight arc.

 …

There are still two weeks before the wedding that Dilin promised her.

In the pastoral.

Leng Mei, who took Di Lin to the countryside for a walk, had already asked Di Lin for the 190th time:

"Are you...are you really going to marry me?"

In exchange, it was still Di Lin's tireless reply: "Yes."

He had been waiting for this day for a long time.

Leng Mei swallowed deeply, then raised her head to look at Di Lin, and repeated the original question in a different way: "Then you...are you really going to marry me?"

"Yes!" Di Lin didn't get tired of Leng Mei's question, his slender hand intertwined with Leng Mei's slender hand, and he just stared at her with undisguised admiration, and replied solemnly.

Leng Mei swallowed lightly, suppressing the joy that could not be conveyed in her heart, hooked the arc lightly, and looked at Di Lin with a pursed smile:

"Is that okay... I used to be your mistress..."

At the critical moment, Leng Mei became shy.

She glanced at Di Lin with a flowery expression.

Before these words fell completely, Di Lin grabbed her wrist tightly, and the cold words came as promised:

"Who said you were my mistress?"

He never regarded her as his lover!

"That's the way it is spread in the organization, and you forced me when I was only sixteen, so it's not being your mistress..."

Leng Mei was puzzled when she heard Di Lin's angry face, she turned her head and pouted, the moment she just explained aloud.

A large head has landed from the top of the head.

He grabbed her small mouth firmly with his handsome lips, tossing and turning.

Damn it! From whom did the mistress' words come from?

From the very beginning, he had forced her, and he had no intention of treating her as a mistress!

It will be a matter of time before she marries him!

 …

On the day of Di Lin and Leng Mei's wedding, Yun Jian and his group were also invited to visit as scheduled.

"Sister Jian, why didn't you see Leng Mei and her husband?" Qingyou asked Yun Jian excitedly, tugging at Gu Nian's arm.

"Wooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooish

"What kind of mahjong are you playing? You'd better deal with the followers who have been following you first!"

Qingyou shook Gu Nian's arm slightly, and glanced behind Gu Nian not far away.

But there was a plainly dressed man standing there, obviously waiting for Gu Nian.

It is Li Nong.

"By the way, sister Jian, where do you think that girl Leng Mei has gone, why hasn't she come out to play with us!" Qingyou stomped her feet and asked Yun Jian.

But I saw Yun Jian hooked a half-understanding smile, and smiled lightly:

"Perhaps, they are doing something ulterior."

 …

A wedding room.

The wedding is not over yet.

"Well, don't, don't... Sir, don't talk, it hurts lightly... You will be found out later if you tear up the wedding dress..."

The soft female voice, in exchange for someone's more serious treatment.

The night is still long.

Their stories are not ending, but just beginning.

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