Yan Qiqi’s face is smiling and her feet are gently lifted.

Fu Ze gently lifted Yan Qiqi’s foot and looked up at her. She lowered her head and gently kissed her feet.

Yan Qiqi blushed and quickly shrank her feet back. Stop that now and put on your shoes.

Fu Ze nodded and walked away with Yan Qiqi wearing shoes and holding her.

Leaving the room, he glanced back and bumped into each other in early summer and autumn.

Fu Zexiao lips moved small setting you see! I and Yan Qiqi will be happy, Fu Ze said to the early summer and autumn.

Early summer and autumn have been moved to say nothing at this time, and their heads are deeply buried in Yan Junzhe.

digression

When the first watch comes, the second watch will be served to the girls at three o’clock in the afternoon! How festive it is to get married!

☆, Chapter 144 Wedding (2) Second watch

Women, why are you crying when they get married? The bosom skirt is warm and wet, and Jun Zhe looks down at the small woman in her arms.

Face a puzzled.

You don’t understand that I am so touched. I took a deep breath in early summer and autumn and looked up at Yan Junzhe with red eyes and a smile. Fu Ze finally found his own happiness. I am happy for him.品茶

You should thank me, Yan Junzhe smiled with an evil spirit. Do you think it would be today if I didn’t put them together?

Glared at Yan Junzhe grumpily in early summer and autumn.

You Hu misfits, I haven’t looked for you yet!

I didn’t just point it at random品茶. Yan Qiqi liked Fu Ze very early. When Fu Ze married her, she married a treasure. Yan Junzhe smiled at the early summer and autumn, and it was a pity. Yan Qiqi inserted a flower into Fu Ze’s pile of cow dung.

Ha ha! In early summer and autumn, I laughed and couldn’t say a word. I walked up to the building.

In the mind vaguely uneasy.

When Fu Ze confessed to Yan Qiqi just now, he said that he would take care of Yan Qiqi’s generation, but he didn’t say that he loved her.

I hope Fu Ze and Yan Qiqi are really happy, and they sighed slightly in the early summer and autumn.

In the living room, Yan Jingyuan and Wang Lei sat on the sofa, burning with a big red candle, and Fu Ze and Yan Qiqi knelt down to offer tea to Yan Jingyuan and Wang Lei.

Dad, please have tea. Fu Ze brought the tea to Yan Jingyuan.

Good Yan Jingyuan even said two things and took the tea and drank a mouthful品茶. Suddenly, he let go of the teacup and buried his face for a long time without saying anything. Tears flowed out from his fingers.

Wang Leize couldn’t help crying while covering her mouth.

Mom and Dad! Yan Qiqi had already cried out in tears and said no.

Yan Jingyuan took a deep breath, wiped her hand and face at random, and took out a red envelope in her pocket and handed it to Fu Ze. Fu Ze takes good care of Qi Qi.

Dad, don’t worry, since I married her, I will be kind to her for a generation.

Fu Ze rim of the eye is also a red hand hug inflammation q q shoulder to inflammation Jingyuan said firmly.

Good Yan Jingyuan looked at Fu Ze and said a good thing.

Mom, please have tea. Fu Ze offered tea to Wang Lei. Thank you for marrying Qiqi to me!

Wang Lei is sobbing and can’t say a word. Give Fu Ze the red envelope that has been prepared for a long time. Don’t look away and give them a hand.

Mom and Dad! A wave of sadness came out of Yan Qiqi’s heart. She knelt forward and hugged Yan Jingyuan and Wang Lei and began to cry.

Qi qi married to the fu family is someone else’s daughterinlaw. Don’t be so sexual as at home! Think about everything, Wang Lei said to Yan Qiqi while crying.

Mom, I know. Yan Qiqi cried and nodded.

Well, well, don’t be late. Let’s go! Yan Jingyuan sighed and handed Yan Qiqi up to Fu Ze. Let’s go!

Dad Fu Ze hugged Yan Qiqi and carefully wiped her face and tears. She picked up Yan Qiqi sideways and walked toward the outside.

Deafening firecrackers rang out again outside the door, and Fu Ze got into the car with Yan Qiqi and drove in the direction of the Fu family.

Yan Jingyuan and Wang Lei were silent at the door until they saw the car disappear. Two people just went back to the house with tears and a lonely face.

In early summer and autumn, the stairs were already crying and deeply buried in Yan Junzhe’s arms.

Why are you crying again品茶? Isn’t getting married a happy thing? Inflammation jung zhe fingers wipe the tears in the face of early summer and autumn while asked with puzzle.