ChuYan insisted LanKe also don’t insist on.

When I left, Lanke suddenly said, By the way, Xiaoyan Wenfuxiao and Miss Zhao’s wedding will be held on the 15th of this month. Did they invite you?
ChuYan smell speech zheng paused for a long time turned to smile at him really shook his head haven’t received the invitation yet
Lanke was embarrassed. Sorry, I miss you.
It’s all right ChuYan gave Let’s go, it’s getting late
A car hit by the roadside waved at Lanke and got into the car.
Where are you going, Miss? asked the master.
Go ChuYan openings are shocked. She suddenly doesn’t know where to go and wants to go to Mo Chengkun’s place, but she will worry if she shows strange behavior at this time.
She’s a little fidgety. Lanke’s words have been echoing in her mind.
She knew Wen Fuxiao was married.
Former Zhao Tingting challenged her to be present then.
She once thought that if they really got married, she would definitely go.
No, I just want to disgust them.
But suddenly she felt that it was meaningless to finish like this.
But she still didn’t think that she would not receive any news when they got married.
What’s hard to face?
Master’s impatient voice suddenly sounded again. Chu Yan smiled apologetically. Sorry, I’ll take a message.
A look at the bearer is Mo Chengkun.
Mo Zong
ChuYan Mo Chengkun sounds a little heavy. ChuYan feels a little bad in his heart.
Come and pick me up indeed as expected Mo Chengkun said.
What’s the matter with you? ChuYan asked worriedly. Have you been drinking? Where are you from? Don’t worry. I’ll come and pick you up. Where are you?
Chuyan hastily asked Mo Chengkun to say the address and hung up.
Chuyan was so worried that she quickly reported the address to the master.
When I arrived at the place, Chu Yan went in and looked for it for a long time, but when I didn’t see Mo Chengkun’s figure moving forward again, I couldn’t help but be shocked
Wen Fu Xiao looked at her in front of her eyes.
ChuYan paused for a moment and walked past him.
But he pulled his wrist.
Xiaoyan
Let me go Chu Yan struggled
Wenfuxiao suddenly pulls ChuYan to the side room. He is too strong. ChuYan has never earned him.
Room didn’t turn on the light WenFuXiao a pressure ChuYan front.
ChuYan a surprised WenFuXiao what are you doing
Wen Fuxiao gripped her shoulders tightly and smelled her breath with closed eyes, and took a deep breath. Xiaoyan, I miss you so much.
按摩Chu Yan hates this feeling Wen Fuxiao, let me go and don’t make me hate you
With a gentle smile, he suddenly stepped up his efforts to hold ChuYan’s shoulder and some malicious tone echoed in ChuYan’s ear. Why are you so cruel to Xiaoyan?
Chu Yan saw that he closed his eyes so deeply and said calmly, Because we are in the past tense, you are getting married. Please let me go, manager Wen. I want to find my boyfriend Mo Chengkun.
She deliberately added the word boyfriend.
Sure enough, Wen Fu Xiao moved quickly and became soft.
Chuyan took the opportunity to make a profit and avoid him coming again.
Chu Yan looked at him coldly. Wen Fuxiao, I hope you can understand our current situation and don’t do things that make yourself and others regret.
Xiaoyan Wen Fuxiao shouted I am not reconciled
You are unwilling The words sound just fell and suddenly the room lights were turned on and ChuYan reflexively covered her eyes.
When I opened it again, I didn’t know when Mo Chengkun’s hands were in pocket, and her body was blocked by Chuyan without trace.
Chuyan couldn’t help but say, Don’t always be you.
Mochengkun gave her a look back with a slight smile.
Zhao Tingting also came. She walked beside Wen Fuxiao and her face was not very good. Help Xiao, what’s wrong with you?
Wenfuxiao didn’t answer her gloomy eyes staring at MoChengKun.
Chuyan frowned and pulled Ramo Chengkun’s sleeve. Mo always let’s go.
Mo Chengkun glanced at her and warned that Wen Fuxiao turned to hug ChuYan.
Xiaoyan Wen Fuxiao suddenly shouted out.
ChuYan footsteps slightly side head Wen Fuxiao I think it’s time to say I told you clearly, I hope you are white
Turned to MoChengKun a captivating smile let’s go
Mo Chengkun couldn’t help but raise my hand and rubbed her hair. The bottom of her eyes was as gentle as water.
Looking at this scene behind Wen Fuxiao, my heart was deeply stung.

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