One's own body, one's own is still counted.

Even when Ling's and Shen Yajun Ningxia's messy affairs lamented that he was not enough, Lin Weiwei still insisted on going to the gym and boxing with his coach for two hours a week, not to mention that someone always disliked Her physical strength is not good enough when she is in bed, and she is often dragged to do morning exercises, take a walk after dinner and so on.

In the past six months, with such a busy schedule, Lin Weiwei didn't have a headache.

It is common to skip breakfast, let alone get up this morning, lest she be hungry, Leng Yiyan even supervised her to drink bird's nest porridge and eat golden shredded steamed buns.

When did her physique become so weak that she became dizzy after standing for an hour?

Still vomiting?

Do you want to be so exaggerated?

After a short period of dislike, she somehow felt that something was wrong. Thinking of that possibility, Lin Weiwei's mind went blank for a moment.

"Wei Wei, what's wrong with you, Wei Wei?"

Hearing the long silence in the bathroom, Leng Jinran anxiously knocked on the door.

"Oh... I'm fine. You go to the room and wait for me, I'll be fine soon."

Talking indifferently, Lin Weiwei looked at the face in the mirror with glowing eyes, and there was a crisp sound in his heart.

Is it...

The more she thought about it, the more she felt it was possible, and she was afraid that she was thinking too much, Lin Weiwei breathed out, washed her hands, patted her face, opened the door and went out.

Facing Leng Jinran's concerned eyes, Lin smiled slightly and shook his head, "It's okay."

After changing their clothes, the groomsmen and bridesmaids arrived, and a group of people went downstairs talking and laughing, and started toasting the guests.

"Wei Wei, are you... not feeling well somewhere?"

Always feeling that the little girl was absent-minded, Leng Jinran asked in a low voice during the toast.

Uh... so obvious?

Lin was stunned for a moment, then shook his head decisively, "No."

Facing the man's suspicious eyes and the obvious expression of disbelief, Lin Weiwei hesitated and said, "I, I have an idea, I hope you can agree."

Throwing Lin Weiwei an expression of "I'll clean you up later", Leng Jinran took her hand and walked towards the next table.

After the banquet, it was already evening.

All of Lin Weiwei's wine was drunk by the bridesmaids, but Leng Jinran was not so lucky, even with a huge best man group, he still drank a lot.

When she left the hotel, although Leng Jinran walked steadily, she was already a little tipsy in her mind.

It was only after getting in the car that something was wrong, Leng Jinran looked back for a week, with a bad expression on his face, "Where's Wei Wei?"

Can't remember when Lin Weiwei walked away from her at all, Leng Jinran couldn't laugh or cry for a while.

Today is their wedding day, shouldn't he and her be together all the time?

Excuse me, what about his bride?

"Young Madam left first, she said... to make you sober soup."

He himself felt that this excuse was a bit clumsy, Ming Chuan scratched his head, and said kindly: "Maybe, the young lady is shy."

The air pressure in the car was getting lower and lower, knowing that the young master was angry, Ming Chuan started the car in fear, and drove towards Yujinghaoting at a speed of 120 mph.

Looking at the street scene outside the car window, Leng Jinran, who was a little dizzy, gritted his teeth again: I'm afraid he is the only bridegroom in history, right?

good very good……

Looking in the direction of Yujinghaoting, Leng Jinran made a secret decision: Tonight, it just so happens that the past and old grudges will be settled together!

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