Provocative Fiery Wife: My Superior is a Affectionate Spitfire
Chapter 2005: You are now a perfect bride
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Chapter 2006: There are no silver three hundred and tw
The wedding is slowly going towards what most people think in a grand time. Zhang Manhua has become the most praised woman in this capital. It seems that all envious and jealous eyes are around her Around.
The luxurious wedding dress, the handsome Earl Charles, and the spoils all women want are owned by this woman, and the daughter Peig, who is standing beside her, is also happy.
True happiness can be passed on and infected.
"Mom, this wedding dress is really beautiful."
Peig looked at the wedding dress on Zhang Manhua, his voice was clear and sweet.
"Well, it's beautiful, I am afraid I am old and can't afford the original meaning of this wedding dress."
"How old is it, mom, you are the best looking, rest assured, you will be the most beautiful bride tomorrow."
Peig looked at Zhang Manhua with his hands on Zhang Manhua's fragrant shoulders. The mirror in front of him reflected two particularly beautiful faces, one exquisite and one with the characteristics of a mature woman.
"You, you know to coax me, but now, everything is over, I really feel like I can feel relieved, I want to get married, then you, my stupid child, when will you need it When you get married, when will you get out of your heart? I am only worried about you now, because I do n’t know anyone but you, who else can I believe in this world. "
Zhang Manhua looked at Pei Ge. He was really worried about Pei Ge and Ji Ziming's wedding. It was just this silly boy. It seemed that he was not as simple as he thought. In Pei Ge's heart, the hidden secrets were quietly silent. Dominated her atrium.
"Mom, why did you mention this thing again, you can't say that again, because ah, now, there is a man who is preparing to take you home, shield you from the wind and rain, and give you the best in the world Gentle care. Mom, you promised me, and Count Charles, well, this life, seeing you happy, I will be happy. "
Peig deliberately ignored the past that Zhang Manhua just said about herself and Ji Ziming. She did not understand how her atrium had not been opened until now, how could it be so long, how could it make her sad.
"Gege, don't run away, I know that in your heart, you haven't let go of that thing, but now Mao Nana has also left, and Mrs. Qu has been successfully exposed by you. Those who sacrificed for you, you You can really put it down. "
"But mom ..."
"Ge Ge, you listen to mom i, and spare yourself to be able to spare others. Only in this way can you have real happiness, and only then can I be willing to see you like this. Ge Ge, promise mom, OK? Well, with Zi Ming, those past will really make her a past. Mom does n’t want to see you so sad, nor does you want to see you torment yourself like this. Zi Ming does n’t know, but mom knows, mom will be distressed Yes, my child. "
With tears in his eyes, Zhang Manhua watched Peig's eyes become gentle and sharp, and the voices he spoke became more distressing.
"Mom, I know, do n’t worry, you are a perfect bride now. If you delay my beautiful future for me, I will be guilty. You have to be good, only you are good , I will be able to be good, Ziming and I will be good, rest assured. "
Pei Pei patted Zhang Manhua's fragrant shoulders. Zhang Manhua in a white wedding dress looks particularly touching, with a face that is not at all the splendor and brightness of this age woman, as if it were flowers that just opened to the sun in spring , Just after seeing a little sunshine, it becomes bright and cheerful.
"You, you know to coax me, you know to make me happy, from small to big, I have everything I know, and I don't know tell me, you say you are a child, you are not afraid of those three cute treasures Will it be the same as you? You little girl, although she has become a child's mother, but in my eyes, you are the same as the little girl in the beginning, so simple and cute, is my eternal little cotton-padded jacket. "
Zhang Manhua's eyes were filled with tears, and he rested with Pei Ge. The temperature he touched suddenly melted the coldness in his heart. This little girl finally had to grow up, and finally had to rely on her own strength. This city suddenly became an idol in the hearts of women and a goddess in the hearts of men.
But what about that, Peig is still her own woman, or the girl in her memory that hasn't grown up yet, or that simple temperament.
Peggy closed his eyes, and his butterfly-like eyelashes flicked gently on his eyelids. He happened to see the mirror, and Count Charles walked over to this side.
"Mother, Count Charles is here."
"Wow, my most beautiful lady, you are so beautiful today."
Earl Charles, dressed in a black royal aristocratic suit, walked lightly and gentlely towards this side, watching the mother and daughter leaning their heads together, they felt a touch of emotion.
"My dear, you are really beautiful, so beautiful, this moonlight is not enough for you."
Earl Charles had a soft voice, and looked at Zhang Manhua's eyes full of spoiling. This woman will become his woman in the near future, and become the most beautiful hostess in his silent palace.
"My dear, why are you there?"
Zhang Manhua heard Earl Charles's voice, and then turned his head, looking at his beloved man standing in front of him, lips raised, a happy smile appeared, and at this time, she became the most envied in this city People, but in Peggy's eyes, it seems that all she sees are the most beautiful.
"Then, you chat, I will go out and see the wedding reception in the afternoon. At this time, the guests seem to have already come."
Peggy stood up with a smile in his eyes. As Count Charles moved closer and closer to Zhang Manhua, the smile on Peggy's lips became more obvious, as long as he saw the person he loved Happiness is enough, as long as Zhang Manhua is getting happier, Pei seems to feel that he can really let go of those troubles that he has not yet let go of.
If those past can really dissipate in the wind, it seems not impossible.
But how do you decide what happened, how to show that you really didn't care, and what the final result should be.