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Sister Lu Jia rushed in quickly to stop her brother's heart-wrenching spoiled flowers, and passed on a message to another person to let her take a good rest. He didn't need to think about the rest, he would handle it.

Lin Lang was stunned.

"Is he ... alright?"

Sister Lu Jia coughed low, "You can rest assured, he is fine, just a little uncomfortable in the future, just take some medicine."

Lu Bixing's eyebrows were lazy and tired, and he said lazily, "Yo, what a bitter drama."

The elder sister's eyes twitched, but he couldn't help but twist his arm.

"Why are you doing more business?"

She felt that she needed to keep her brother awake. Although he played well with Lin Lang, he had no blood relationship. After all, he was an outsider, could he be comparable to someone's fiance?

Lu Bixing squinted at his sister.

"Do you think I'm a nosy person?"

Sister Lu Jia looked at him up and down, and combined with his brother's past style, it was really not like it. Lu Bixing is a man who cares about everything. He puts it nicely. He does n’t care about it and has no strong utilitarianism. But it ’s unpleasant to say that this is a downright cold-blooded person. He is indifferent to the affairs of the world. I guess I won't even move my eyebrows.

In this kind of free attitude, sometimes Sister Lu Jia feels that he is quite infiltrating, much like a lonely ghost.

"Anyway, don't disturb this matter." Sister Lu Jia said, "Lin Lang has her own ideas, let her decide."

A good wedding, the bride was robbed that day, the murderer disappeared bizarrely, everyone dare not imagine what happened during the long four hours, not to dare to ask the person who fell asleep and trance, afraid of reminding her not to Good memory.

Lu Bixing pouted his lips.

"This is the case, you still let her choose?" He said very straightforwardly, "One heart, one cowardly, one useless, one neuropathy, picking out some bauble silver samples. Pewter head, with such a vision, do you still have confidence in letting you choose? "

Sister Lu's family seemed to understand, but it didn't seem to understand, and asked sillyly what he meant, "What should I do?"

The younger brother grinned, revealing a brilliant white tooth.

"What else can I do? Find her a better Ruyi Langjun."

Since fate is not willing to do what she wants, then he is as good as she wants.

Sister Lu Jia didn't expect her brother to be so shameless, and braved the reason that the fertile water did not flow out to the outsiders, and instead promoted herself to be promoted.

Perhaps it is a sequelae of law enforcement. The warlord ’s actions are very decisive, and he arranges the major events of his life to every minute, second, flower delivery on the first day, confession on the second day, strong kiss on the third day, intimidation on the fourth day, gentleness on the fifth day, first Propose marriage in six days and get married on the seventh day.

It took a week to hold the beauty, and it was a **** cheap thief, oh right, six.

The heroine is a little sad, "Are we too fast?"

"Really, okay."

According to the speed of law enforcement, he still felt slow.

The male protagonist sits on the sofa at will, with his thighs open to make him sit up, and pinches his tender waist like a willow.

"Then ..." She felt a little emboldened. "What about Teacher Shen?"

Upon hearing her birthday, the man red eyes and made her a white scarf all night. He came out anxiously, trembling in the cold wind, congratulating her happy birthday.

At the moment before that time, Lin Lang was pressed against the car window by the warlord and asked for a kiss.

This article said he was a virgin, inexperienced, shit, that gun was better than anyone else.

Lin Lang now sees the bed, and he beside the bed, a sense of inexplicable fear rises reflexively.

Especially he smiled innocently.

"Teacher Shen?" He seemed to be smiling, "Isn't that a thing of the past? Why, with the young and strong brother of Zhuma, can you think of other men?" It seems that my homework is not enough. "

Lin Lang quickly shook her head, "I don't mean this, I mean, Mr. Shen, he--"

"Do n’t kiss my feet, do n’t lick you, puppies? Woo, I ’m wrong, itchy, itchy, do n’t do it, say you do n’t do it! Oh, you listen to me first, marriage, wedding , Shen, I ... Lu Bixing you bastard! "

Her lips were blocked by a strong force, sucking only the fuzzy, broken, hoarse syllables, and the last bit of energy on her body, only had time to move the favorite swan lamp on the table away, so as not to be broken as before, Walked the miserable footsteps of its companions.

After the bedroom, the sofa became a nightmare that could not be avoided.

The second wedding was prepared at an incredible speed.

This time is the wedding banquet between the Lu family and the Xi family.

Compared to the last great wedding of the century, the Lu family chose to be low-key this time, and only invited guests who have a significant relationship with the new couple. It's hard to find. It's not too much to say that the amorous red wedding dress alone is a coincidence.

The wedding was perfect, but the hearts of both parents were a bit unbearable when welcoming.

Because the guests are more strange than one.

In addition to a small part of the normal suits, more of the dynasty costumes fluttered around, riding a sika deer or a horse, and the wedding banquet was lined up with a gathering of fairy ponds. And their sacrificial elements, what is the reason for the mandarin sticks, the bundle of the eighteen ropes, the two wings of the flying wings, and a little magic rhythm ... this is probably a group of swindlers who eat and drink!

Lu Bixing was very familiar with talking with these strange guests.

A young man in white sighed, "Adult, do you really think about it? Once you go down the position of the warlord, it will be difficult to come back."

As a law enforcer, you need to be clear-minded, not to have an excessively close intersection with world figures. Even friends are considered to be the most delicate and dangerous distance, not to mention being the husband of a world figure. This group of people can't understand why Lu Dujun is so famous. Is it because it has been a long time since I fell in love, and once flooded, it will flood and become unmanageable?

Everyone was curious about this issue and entangled Lu Bixing for a long time.

Lu Dujun was really impatient. He dropped a paragraph and ran away.

"Isn't that the same thing? I saw her crying and wanted to hug her."

But to hug her, he had to have a serious identity, and he could not do bad things illegally, otherwise he would die ugly-this is the deep experience that Lu Dujun has been in charge of for many years and has dealt with a pair of couples who turned against each other.

Then, with a serious identity, he wanted to kiss her, touch her, or even bully her, and linger on, so that she would softly call her brother. Probably the same as the creatures of men. After tasting the sweetness, he couldn't hold his foot. He was always cautious. He still fell into a honeypot with a tight airtightness. The bones and nerves were soaked with sweetness.

Fortunately, he has never been a tangled person. If he wants to, then he must act decisively.

At ten in the morning, the wedding started on time.

The bride also appeared on time, holding her father's hand and walking from the end of the red carpet to her future husband.

Halfway through, her body paused slightly.

The bride's eyes gleamed under the light red veil and flowed to the guests closest to her.

It ’s Mr. Shen.

Lin Lang stunned.

Just like other guests, Mr. Shen is in a formal suit, ordinary, without any challenge, he didn't even wear the elegant, clear gold wire glasses. Compared with the spirit of the bridegroom, this man became more restrained and silent. The light in his eyes was heavy and silent, restraining his emotions to an almost depressive level.

His beard should be freshly shaved, shaved exceptionally clean and tidy, leaving only a faint shade of cyan.

He also cut his hair.

very short.

Just like the day destined, the 20-year-old saw the 10-year-old girl for the first time. She turned her eyes slightly red and had a little temper. The newly transferred school is very strict and does not allow long hair, so her beloved hair lay in her crystal box. Her tutor is very good. Despite this bad thing, she has not angered her new tutor.

The tip of her nose was reddish, and her thin, short hair over her ears fell softly on her cheeks. She stood between the black and white piano and the swaying flower shadows. She opened a pair of deer-like eyes. Male angular tutoring brother.

He fell into no sign.

So the second hand was turned, and the sixteen-year clock began to tick around.

Mr. Shen stood up slowly.

Not far away, Lu Bixing narrowed his eyes.

"Then ... is the scarf suitable?" The man asked softly.

"Are you warm?"

Low unheard.

Lin Lang nodded.

"That's good."

With that said, he suddenly knelt down on one knee.

The audience made a sound of breathing down. Is it necessary to stage the plot of the abducted bride?

Governor Lu could not bear it anymore, and he walked over with long legs.

But after seeing the man kneeling, he lowered his head, conscientiously and focused, smoothing and straightening the folds on the bride's skirt.

He had a dream.

Cold and ridiculous plot.

In the dream she died, he used all the power to track down the cause of her death, and intended to disguise himself to approach the culprit.

He acted in a play and got into it again.

He forgot his revenge, his south wall for sixteen years, and the girl who had just cut her short hair, had wet red eyes, and fell in love at first sight. Is she crying badly because of the pain on the other side? Why can't he hear it?

Mr. Shen stood up and said, "Okay."

The wedding proceeded with no surprises.

Perhaps it was to pay respect, and Lu Bixing finished the most important first seat with Lin Langjing, crossed several tables, and turned to Mr. Shen.

Lu Dujun was so suffocated that he didn't care about any provocation at all. He invited You Ming and the banquet. He just wanted to see them anxious and only stared. Unexpectedly, the most threatening one is still the quiet former groom. The warlord deliberately dismounted the horse, raised his eyebrows, and let the best man open a bottle of spirits on the spot.

Lin Lang frowned a little and pulled the sleeve of the warlord. "The teacher won't drink."

The only exception is to get the most difficult sponsor for her and drink the fragments and be hospitalized.

Lu Bixing grabbed her hand, intertwined, and tapped it on his heart.

"What a panic, I know."

The warlord handed the glass to Mr. Shen, and there were sharp words hidden in his casual tone.

"Today is a good day for me and Lin Lang. Teacher, would n’t you not respect your face?"

Mr. Shen fell silent and took it.

There was no drop of spirits in the throat.

He was slightly dizzy, his palms supporting the sharp corners of the table, so that he would not fall down in embarrassment, and his forehead was thin with sweat. It's red all around. The lantern is red, the tablecloth is red, and her face is also red, lively and lively, which is nice.

"Lin ... Mrs. Lu, Mr. Lu, I wish you all the same reason and a hundred years of harmony."

It fell in love at first sight.

He thought that he was an adult, a 37-year-old adult, and he should handle this story that ended in tragedy maturely and rationally.

If he can live to forty years-

Well, it doesn't seem to be that long in a lifetime, right?