Chapter 2033, the soft first love of the lame (117)

Bai Weiwei bent and gently touched his hair, and she did not speak.

Just maintaining this position, like comfort, knows that he doesn't feel half a point.

She suddenly whispered to the system: "After I leave, are these men like this?"

Jiang Yanxi is such a multi-plane, and his heart is particularly strong.

He has to be so fierce.

What about others?

The system is solving the red line. When I hear the question, I look up.

He saw Jiang Yanxi shrink into a ball, wolf sitting on the ground, his head buried in the palm of his hand, crying and crying.

Although Bai Weiwei had no expression, but when she bent and reached for him, the eyes were undeniable sadness.

After the success of the Raiders.

The soul is separated from the body.

The effect of the shield begins to diminish.

She feels emotions.

The system pressed down the uneasiness in my heart. "I can't stand it at first, it's always a little too aggressive. He will be fine in a few days."

Bai Weiwei did not speak, just gently, gentle and incomparably touched the head of Jiang Yanxi.

He is like a child, and he is hurt to face the horrible reality of the world.

Bai Weiwei was speechless for a moment, and for the first time in her eyes, she appeared calm and stunned.

Is it so painful?

There was a faint feeling in her heart, but it was an undeniable emotional fluctuation.

Is it pity, or... sad?

The funeral parlour handles the body and sends it to the day of cremation.

Jiang Yanxi invited a lot of people.

There are colleagues and friends who Bai Weiwei knows.

There are also his business partners and colleagues.

This is a special cremation ceremony. When everyone comes, they are shocked and shocked.

At the scene of the cremation, Bai Weiwei’s body was lying white, she was wearing a beautiful and gorgeous wedding dress, and a large bow was pressed behind her waist.

Hands crossed on the abdomen, holding a small lily flower ball.

Very beautiful, beautiful like a little angel.

Even if she is dead, she is still cute and pure.

Jiang Yanxi has a black suit with a boutonniere for marriage.

He had a gray hair, a wrinkle in his eyes, and a beautiful face with no blood like Bai Weiwei.

Even the thinness visible to the naked eye, the meat on the cheeks is gone.

It seems to be his cold, especially desperate and fierce.

Jiang Yanxi reached out and slowly touched her finger. Her fingers were already stiff and I could feel cold through the gloves.

"Please come today, I hope everyone can bless us, we are married today."

Everyone who came to the cremation funeral was stunned.

However, he admired the feelings of Jiang Yanxi, and everyone responded with great applause.

Whether it is true or false.

The scene is still very lively.

Jiang Yanxi slammed his mouth and wanted to pretend to be happy.

But his smile, but with a few sighs.

He bowed his head and whispered in Bai Weiwei's ear and said, "Wei Wei, you are going to marry me today, are you happy?"

Bai Weiwei hands around her chest, standing on her own body, a faceless speech.

This wedding is really open and creative.

The gentleness of Jiangxi River is still mild and enthusiasm in other scenes.

But this background is very scary.

Jiang Yanxi knew that she could not hear, and the smile in his mouth could hardly be maintained.

Then he took some effort, straighten her fingers and put the ring on her.

A beautiful diamond ring, shining on her gloved fingers.

Like her appearance on the stage.

It’s so amazing that people can’t move their eyes.

(End of this chapter)