The Little Devil of Mr. Wen is Bewitching the World

  The wind on the corridor blew the hanging lanterns for no reason.

  When the scene came, he ran out of the house with a happy obedience.

  The pearls and jade squeaked.

   stopped Ying Zenan who was walking forward.

   The person in front slowly stopped, and the sound of the scene sounded in his ear.

   Ying Zenan dressed up to attend his sister's wedding.

   took out the suit he used to be in the Ying family.

The   tie is the color that Yingjing personally picked for him.

   Ying Zenan's eyes were filled with tears.

   The pinch marks on the palm of the hand are getting deeper and deeper.

   The pain in his body told him that it was not a dream.

Oh my god! If this is another story ending in a parallel world, please let Ying Jing and Wen Fucheng live happily ever after.

   Ying Zenan looked back at the person not far away.

   "Before, now, and later. My brother will always be there."

  …

  Fortunate to witness this century wedding.

   All the regrets and misery of the previous life have not happened now. People are still those people, but the life they experience is another version of the ending.

   Ying Zenan curled his lips toward her.

   "The auspicious time has come, and Fucheng Wen is still waiting for you."

   Go! Ying's little princess.

   Since then, there is one more person in the world who loves you more. He will be the most important half of your life for the rest of your life.

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   Ying Zenan stood under the stage and watched Ying Jing walk to Wen Fucheng's side.

   Stepping on the red carpet and slowly stepping up the stairs of happiness under the watchful eyes of countless guests in the audience.

   What catches the eye is a dazzling red.

   Accompanied by the beautiful music, he walked towards the other person step by step.

   is the occasion.

   is the song she composed, the lyrics she wrote, and the wedding tune she spent a long time grinding out.

   was the surprise she quietly gave to their wedding.

   That's it!

   No matter who has been in love for a longer period of time, in the end it must be love that goes both ways.

   Looking at the person waiting for her at the end of the red carpet, she pursed her lips and smiled.

   He looked sideways at her, couldn't wait for a moment, took a few steps towards her, and took her hand.

  What kind of etiquette and rules does love want.

   Her presence has broken all his principles.

   He thanked his girl for spending all his courage in loving him.

  How lucky he didn't let her lose.

  …

  The beautiful scenery of the good day is a good relationship, and the case is accompanied by the eyebrows.

  …

   In the bursts of blessings, he quietly looked at him in response to the situation, and out of the corner of his eye found that he was also looking at himself.

   The little girl pursed her lips and snickered, her lips raised.

  Wen Fucheng raised his eyebrows at her, as if making fun of him.

   The two were flirting with each other on stage in front of so many people.

   What is there to regret, what is there to regret?

   Marry your sweetheart today, and fulfill your past life and this life.

   Marrying your sweetheart today will bring joy to both worlds.

  How could the situation at this time know that on the same day, the advertising screens of high-rise buildings around the world were all lit up with Wen Fucheng's confession.

  The boss of Wen's Group has a high-profile and strong courtship.

   The employees of the two companies who did not come each received a big red envelope of no less than 2,000.

   On this day, there are too many people who envy the girl named YJ.

  The cumbersome etiquette did not make Yingjing feel tired at all, but became more and more excited.

During the    period, some people came to take pictures with her.

   She is also not worried that the photos will leak out, unless those people want to offend the Wen and Ying families.

   All the occasions were answered one by one, and all the guests of the wedding banquet were big people with heads and faces. The Wen family plus the people on both sides of the Ying family, everyone is a walking renminbi, and they are old and rich.

   took a photo of the scene and asked the wedding photographer to record enough memories for her alone.

   Zhang Yang ran up and down all day, and was so tired that he barely managed to stuff a few mouthfuls.

   Weiyi specially left him a big drumstick.

   "Come, eat."

   Zhang Yang was too tired to eat, but I heard that she reserved it for herself. With a sigh of relief, he took the chicken leg and gnawed it.

   Wei Yi also carefully scooped up the warm soup on the table for him.

   Zhang Yang's eyes were slightly hot.

   Weiyi watched such a big scene and recreated the scene of the ancient royal feast wedding banquet.

   "I really envy the occasion, where can I find such a wonderful man like Wen Fucheng!"

  Especially hearing about the things he did for her.

   "If only I could meet such a good man in my life. No, even if it's only one-fifth of a good man, I don't need him to give a dowry, I'll give it out of my own pocket."

   Assistant Zhang silently calculated while nibbling on the drumstick.

   Naturally, he couldn't compare with Wen Fucheng, but one-fifth of the words seemed to be barely able to pass.

   "Actually not without."

   The voice was too low, but Wei Yi didn't hear it.

   I happened to be greeted by someone I knew. Afterwards, Wei Yi turned her head and asked Zhang Yang, who was drinking soup after eating the chicken leg. "What did you say."

   Well~ I only had the courage to do it once.

   Now Zhang Yang can't say anything.

   "It's nothing, I praise you for being beautiful today."

   "Yeah! I'm going to dress up for my sister's wedding. By the way, I can see if there is a handsome guy who likes me and ask for a contact information. Let's exchange feelings in my spare time."

   "Then look at me, do you think it will work?"

  The moment Zhang Yang finished speaking, the surrounding air was quiet.

   Weiyi looked at him, and he looked at Weiyi too.

   After a while, Zhang Yang laughed first.

   "I lied to you, I was joking, you believe it too!"

   Wei Yi punched him on the shoulder.

   "I knew you were joking." It scared her to death.

   Zhang Yang finished his soup and got up and left to continue his work. Before leaving, he glanced at Wei Yi, who was already chatting with a strange handsome guy in the crowd.

   One more look.

   He decided to take back his heart that had been moved briefly.

   After the ceremony, he was taken to the room by the scene.

   A little hungry, remembering the snacks Wen Fucheng secretly stuffed her, took out a few bites.

   The sound of footsteps came from outside the door halfway through the meal, and she was so frightened that she quickly hid under the quilt and sat down again.

   As if something had hit her butt, she reached out to touch it, and took out a lot of nuts and lotus seeds from under the laid quilt.

   Sprinkled a lot.

   He took the fruit plate and cleaned them all up at the scene, and when he was halfway through, someone hugged his waist from behind.

  The man has a faint scent of wine on his body.

   "I didn't drink much, they couldn't get me drunk." They all went to drink Zhang Yang, Xu Chengan, Wen Yue and the others.

   Afraid that she would dislike it, he stood outside for a while to dissipate the alcohol.

   Ying Jing sighed and put down the fruit plate in his hand. He turned around and embraced the man behind him.

   "Good work! Mr. Wen."

   He buried himself in her neck like a child and acted like a spoiled child.

   "As long as I can marry you, it's not hard."

   Every minute and every second of him is doing things that love her with joy.

   Never say that falling in love with the occasion is a hard thing, it is sweet.

   Strange to say, Ying Jing had been waiting for the person who made the bridal chamber, and when Wen Fucheng locked the door and put her on the bed, there was no one waiting.

   "Leave them alone, just me now."

  Wen Fu Cheng squeezed her chin and kissed it.

   Rolling in the soft quilt.

   The people on the table were drunk one after another, who still has the strength to go to the bridal chamber.

When everyone remembered   , both the groom and the bride were gone.

   As it was getting dark, Ying Jing opened his eyes from the bed.

   A neatly fitted dress sits beside the bed.

   Subtly covered the marks on her body.

   There was no figure of Wen Fucheng except her in the room. He got up and walked to the balcony, only to hear him calling.

   She blinked badly, took off her shoes and walked quietly behind him, hugging Wen Fucheng's waist when he wasn't paying attention, those weak and boneless hands slowly poked into the man's bathrobe.