The Little Devil of Mr. Wen is Bewitching the World

   Coincidentally, Wen Fucheng sent a message at this time.

  【Wen Fucheng: Follow Xievis, he will send you here. 】

  Close the phone and look at the people around you.

   Sheves was actually playing a game.

   "Did Wen Fucheng prepare a surprise!"

   Shevis almost misplaced his skill when he heard her words trembling.

   "My Chinese is not very good, so I don't understand what you mean."

   was speechless in response to the situation. When he scolded people at the scene, he used the quintessence of the country very well.

   "This sentence has revealed that you know the inside story."

Yeah? There is so obvious.

   He can't talk nonsense any more about the next journey.

   On the mountain road at night, the stars are lit up with lights.

  Private jets parked on spacious tarmac.

   The scene was sound asleep, and as soon as he opened his eyes, a silk scarf was covering his eyes, which was cold and very silky.

  The familiar smell lingers on the tip of the nose.

   Ying Jing closed his eyes and grabbed the hand that tied the silk scarf to her eyes.

   "Wen Fucheng."

   His kiss landed on her lips, responding softly to her.

"Um?"

   "What is this!" Before she could see the scene in front of her clearly.

  He took her out of the car and walked all the way to the stop.

   A fluttering kiss fell on her eyes through the silk scarf.

   "Would it be alright to take you to a wedding in Paradise?"

   "Isn't it the beginning of the month?"

   "I lied to you, little idiot."

   Even if you know that there is an unknown scenery ahead, you should take a look at the scene.

   Xanadu get married? Is it an island? She couldn't think of anything else except this.

   The road was not bumpy, and Wen Fucheng held her in his arms the whole way.

   In addition to going to the toilet, he even feeds food and drink.

   Until the vain steps began to have a solid sense of touch.

   The scene knew that they had reached their destination.

   I have never been so rebellious in my last life.

   Get off the stage and go straight to the wedding scene.

  If the wedding is at this moment, even if there is no witness, she should agree to marry Wen Fucheng without hesitation.

  Blindfolded, he led him off the plane.

   The wind whistled in his ears.

   is on the top of the mountain?

When    took off the silk scarf that covered her eyes, she stood on the covered bridge and had a panoramic view of the red silk all over the mountains and fields.

The    mansion is located in the valley.

   majestic and majestic.

  The hanging lanterns spread all the way from the mountain to the top of the mountain.

  There is a pair of lanterns more than ten meters apart on the plank road.

  The big red 囍 copybook is on it.

  The sky is full of fireworks.

   He took her in his arms from behind.

   "Congratulations to my family Jingbao for winning the first place."

   It's just a first place in the Shanghai competition area. Isn't it too exaggerated to have such a big fanfare.

   If he wins the championship, is he happy enough to buy her all the shows?

   It doesn’t seem impossible if you think about it.

   At that moment, Yingjing thought of a sentence.

   The bridal chamber is on the night of candlelight, when the golden list is inscribed.

   "Wen Fucheng, can't you wait for the championship day to marry me again!" There are still several months left, and he must not be able to wait.

   His girl is smart.

   Yingjing never knew there was such a place, as if it existed only for her.

   He led her to the valley in the dark.

   "In the morning, look at the sky and the clouds at dusk. When you walk, you think about the king. When you sit, you think of the king. You admire the flowers in the spring and watch the snow in the winter. When you wake up, you think about Qing, and you dream."

   (the word is: one cut plum, rain hits pear blossoms, and the door is closed. Ming Tang Yin)

   There was not the desertedness she imagined along the way.

The closer    got, the more shocked she felt.

  Wen Fucheng seemed to automatically shield the people around her, and everything she said and did was for her.

   walked along the road full of bluestone slabs holding Yingjing's hand.

"In your last life, you filmed a movie. In an interview, a reporter asked you, do you prefer Chinese weddings or Western weddings. You said, Western-style wedding dresses are very beautiful, but you still amazed our ancestor's Feng Guanxia, ​​that stitch. The outline of each line is like seeing the Chinese heritage of the past, which has been handed down from ancient times to the present, and blesses the descendants of each generation."

  …

"It took me five years to travel all over China. I found the descendants of the famous royal craftsmen and tailors. It took me another two years to visit countless times, and finally he agreed to me. After another three years, the finished design drawings were polished countless times. , finally, on the eve of your return to me, that set of happy clothes was also delivered to me completely."

  …

  It's really been too long.

   But her appearance was clearly imprinted in his mind.

   She likes it.

   does not like it.

   "You said, is this a kind of fate? You came back when it came."

  …

   "My mother often said that I am not a person with rich emotions, but because of you, I poured out the joy of my two lives."

  …

   "I didn't even think that I would like it for so long and love it so deeply."

  …

   "I'm so good. In this life, you shouldn't find any reason not to marry me."

  Wen Fu Cheng stroked her profile over and over again.

   "Are you right? Mrs. Wen."

   looked at him at the scene, not even daring to blink.

   I'm afraid that this dream will wake up in the next second.

  The countless fragments in his mind made up his appearance, and they all shattered.

   Yingjing's heart suddenly hurts.

   She bent down in pain.

   "Why, why are you confessing to me at this time."

   What is she going to use to repay his two lifetimes of love?

   After hurting him again and again, he has to wait for her ten years after being reborn.

   It was her who had done all the bad things in her last life.

   She should also be punished.

   In the end, the worst one was Wen Fucheng.

   How miserable he must have been the year she left. How lonely it would be to return and wait for her for ten years.

  Wen Fu Cheng wiped away the tears from the corner of her eyes.

"It's okay, at least I still miss you. At least I haven't had time to have you in my last life, I don't know how it feels. I can only continue to miss you in the rest of my life." reunion.

   "Why are you crying? What's there to cry about? I'm still here. You should laugh more. In your last life, you looked so bitter and hated that everyone seemed to owe you money. I like your smile the most."

   She really didn't like to laugh before, and every occasional smile would make people feel too fake.

   She tugged at the corner of his clothes, sobbing.

   "Then do you know that I, who didn't like to laugh at all in my last life, would only be happy every time I hear your name."

  Wen Fucheng three words.

   Just letting her hear it makes her cheer.

   "You've finished everything, what else can I do, I'm a waste."

   It is sad to cry in response to the scene.

   I feel like I'm useless at all.

  Wen Fu Cheng reassured her over and over again.

   "Jingbao is the most powerful. You don't know how fast my heart beats when you come to me without hesitation."

   He didn't know, and probably couldn't imagine it.

   What will the situation bear when making this decision.

   Maybe he came to love him with the idea of ​​being an enemy of the world.

   She also wore her haircut during the competition, which Wen Fucheng took off for her.

   Re-roll her long hair and insert the prepared hairpin.

   stuffed the hot jade in her chest into her hand.

   "This jade is proof that Wen Fucheng will never marry in this life."