Fierce little loli: Husband gently teases

Father An yelled angrily: "Shut up!!!"

An's father started to drag An Shiyue upstairs, but An Shiyue refused to leave and was slapped again.

An's mother felt sorry for her daughter, and couldn't help but stepped forward to help, and the two of them worked together to pull An Shiyue upstairs.

In the living room, only An Xinran and Fu Shaoxun were left for a moment.

An Xinran lowered her head, like a child who has made a mistake.

Fu Shaoxun stared at An Xinran's thin body with cold eyes, his thin lips were slightly pursed, and his voice was low and magnetic, and he rang out slowly: "You have heard the details and process of the wedding, what do you think about other things? The wedding dress and diamond ring I I have already made an appointment with a designer, and I can go and have a look in a while, and the designer will tailor it for you, and you can tell the designer what style you like later."

"Mr. Fu..." An Xinran raised her drooping head suddenly, with tears in her watery eyes, her voice was as low as a mosquito: "Mr. Fu, I... what An Shiyue said is true Yes, it’s just that she framed me. She got me drunk, drugged me, handed it over to gangsters in a bar, and then a gentleman saved me, but I don’t know what he looked like, and when I woke up, I woke up in a hotel Come on, I really... really... not innocent..."

An Xinran's voice became lower and lower, and her raised head lowered again.

Fu Shaoxun pursed his thin lips slightly, his eyes narrowed, he got up, stretched his slender legs, and walked slowly in front of An Xinran, his big palm with well-defined bones touched An Xinran's thin shoulders, and his low tone sounded softly , the cold tone seemed to be still without warmth, but there was a hint of caring: "Xin Ran, the past is not important, what matters is the future, you will be a good wife, right?"

His big palm slowly moved to An Xinran's white and slender wrist, holding her small palm, the warmth in his palm was warm.

An Xinran raised her head, fixed her eyes on the man in front of her, looked at his firm gaze, and heard his seemingly cold but caring tone, all these gave her a great sense of security and courage.

After my mother was ill, no one cared about her for many years, maybe there was, but it was friendship, but the man in front of me was different, he was about to be her husband, there would be love and affection between them.

Thinking of this, a warm smile appeared on An Xinran's face.

An Xinran wiped away the tears from the corners of her eyes, with tears in her eyes, she nodded and smiled: "Well, I will definitely be a good wife, the best kind in the world, I swear..."

Fu Shaoxun raised his eyebrows slightly, and gave a low laugh. He curled up the other palm, scraped An Xinran's delicate and small nose with his knuckle-knuckle index finger, and said with a low smile, "Okay."

An Xinran laughed through tears, and kept nodding.

Fu Shaoxun moved the big palm holding An Xinran's hand to An Xinran's waist, wrapped around An Xinran's slender waist, pulled her into his arms, and hugged her tightly.

An Xinran lay quietly in Fu Shaoxun's arms, listening to his strong heartbeat, a great sense of security rose from the bottom of her heart, and a long-lost smile appeared on her beautiful and fair face, sweet and sweet. sweet.

She swears that she will have a good time with Fu Shaoxun.

It turns out that there is really love at first sight in this world...

She really can't believe that she can have such a good person.

Fu Shaoxun took An Xinran's hand and took her to choose a wedding dress and a diamond ring. The black Maybach was parked in the parking lot next to the designer's shop. Fu Shaoxun opened the car door for An Xinran, and An Xinran smiled and said thank you.

The two of them were walking side by side, and when they were getting on the elevator, two young bastards suddenly walked out of the elevator.

An Xinran's palms tightened suddenly, and she tightly grasped Fu Shaoxun's arm. Anxiety and fear came to her heart.

The parking lot, gangsters, a few days ago, the scene that she desperately wanted to forget, swept across. Although the memory was vague, it was very turbulent, and her heart throbbed with pain as it washed away.

Fu Shaoxun pursed his thin lips, frowned, and touched An Xinran's hand on his sleeve with a gentle palm, and led her into the elevator, passing by two punks.

In the elevator, Fu Shaoxun's voice suddenly sounded in the quiet air. Fu Shaoxun stared at An Xinran with cold eyes, and his deep voice softened slightly, even a little gentle: "You have forgotten what I told you. The past is not important. For the important future, you are my choice, and you are the best."

An Xinran suddenly had tears in her eyes, she nodded and smiled hard.

Fu Shaoxun stroked the top of An Xinran's head with his big palm, and his low voice seemed helpless: "Silly girl..."

The elevator stopped, Fu Shaoxun and An Xin ran out of the elevator and came to the top designer studio.

Designer Evan greeted him with a smile: "Welcome Mr. Fu, I really didn't expect to receive business from Mr. Fu in my lifetime."

Fu Shaoxun's face turned cold, it was as black as the bottom of a pot, and his voice was cold and harsh: "You don't want to hang out in the city anymore, do you?"

Evan ignored Fu Shaoxun and smiled at An Xinran, looked at An Xinran, and said: "Fu Shaoxun, Mingjie called me yesterday and said that you are an old cow eating young grass. I still don't believe it. Where are you kidnapping?" Girl, beware of the police looking for you."