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Then he brought the newspaper close to the old man's eyes: No way? Xiaoxiao is getting married? Hefeng Yichi? What's going on? What on earth is that girl playing?

French style home.

Mu Xiaoxiao got up very early because she was holding something back. After washing, I sat on the edge of the bed and kept shaking my feet. Looking at the time again, it's only 7 o'clock now. Has Feng Yichi gotten up?

At 8 o'clock, she couldn't hold it anymore and touched her hair. She had to test Feng Yichi to feel at ease.

With uneasiness in my heart. She walked to Feng Yichi's bedroom.

‘Knock knock knock’

who?

It's me, Mu Xiaoxiao.

come in.

Xiaoxiao pushed the door open and entered Feng Yichi's bedroom. She only came in once and accidentally with Feng Xinmeng Hide and Seek. Every time she talked to him, it was always in the study.

If she hadn't been too anxious today, she wouldn't have chosen Feng Yichi's bedroom as the location. Although they are allies, after all, there are differences between men and women.

Feng Yichi was sitting on the sofa, sliding his fingers on his laptop... He looked up at Xiaoxiao and took his fingers away from the keyboard: What's the matter so early? He asked as usual road.

Xiaoxiao raised her head and was about to speak when she suddenly noticed a wedding dress beside Feng Yichi's bed. His eyes paused on the wedding dress for a while. Then he looked at Feng Yichi: Um...there's something I want to talk to you about. Go for it! In the future, she will discuss major plans with Feng Yichi, and she cannot be disturbed by trivial matters!

Feng Yichi nodded: Sit down.

Then he stood up, took out a new cup from the cabinet on the side, poured tea and handed it to her: What's the matter?

Xiaoxiao's eyes were still attracted by that wedding dress. Why was there a wedding dress in Feng Yichi's room? Could it be his deceased wife's? But it seems that Xinmeng didn't see the wedding dress when she came in last time to play hide and seek.

Before he spoke, Feng Yichi asked: Does it look good?

Yeah. She nodded.

Feng Yichi crossed his hands and put them in front of his chin: If you like it, put it on and have a look.

Ah? Xiaoxiao was stunned for a moment. She was stunned. She blinked and rubbed her ears. She almost suspected that she heard wrongly: What? She couldn't help asking a second question.

Feng Yichi still said calmly: Since you think it looks good, just try it on. There was no hint of joking in his eyes.

This made Xiaoxiao almost turn to stone. She was sure that she heard correctly this time, but why did Feng Yichi ask her to wear his wife's wedding dress? Isn’t that disrespectful to the dead? The first time he wore his wife's clothes was a misunderstanding caused by Xinmeng, and the second time was to save him. But it can't happen a third time inexplicably.

Are you kidding me? This is not funny at all.

I'm not kidding. Feng Yichi also said seriously.

Xiaoxiao shrank, stood up, and said: It is very beautiful, very beautiful. But how can I wear your wife's wedding dress? It is so disrespectful. Besides, this is not a joke. Her voice was hoarse, and she was almost anxious.

Feng Yichi put one leg on the other leg: This is a wedding dress specially prepared for you. I'm not joking.

Her pupils dilated, she turned her head and looked at Feng Yichi doubtfully.

He slowly picked up the newspaper on the table, opened the title page, and handed it to her.

He took the newspaper hesitantly. When he saw what was in the newspaper, his hands couldn't help but tremble. The newspaper fell to the ground. What was written in the newspaper was yesterday's announcement of the wedding.

You, what do you mean? You asked me to deliberately cooperate with you at the dinner last night. Why did this matter get into the newspapers? Isn't it an act? What's going on with the wedding dress? Her head was in a mess. Really confused.

Feng Yichi took a deep breath: Since we are acting, let's finish it.

ah?

The wedding is scheduled for next month. Is that okay? he said forcefully.

Xiaoxiao tilted her head: What? Feng Yichi, what happened to you? We are just allies, there is no need to get married?

I want to marry you! I'm serious. Feng Yichi stood up, walked around the table and approached Mu Xiaoxiao.

She quickly took a step back. If there wasn't a sofa behind her, she might have retreated to the door in an instant. Her hands were almost back on the sofa: You, what are you talking about? What about marriage? Feng Yi Chi, are you okay? She was anxious. The next second, she seemed to remember something and said, Feng Yichi, you don't think of me as your wife, Tang Lei. She asked tremblingly, Although I knew it was rude to ask such a question, I had no other explanation at the moment.

Feng Yichi was stunned for a moment.

Looking at his reaction, Xiaoxiao thought for a moment. It seemed that she had guessed correctly. She touched her hair and said, Feng Yichi, I am Mu Xiaoxiao. I don't know what your motives are for dressing me up as Your wife’s appearance, but I am Mu Xiaoxiao, let me emphasize again, don’t get me wrong, we are allies.”

Feng Yichi frowned and stared at her face closely. He raised his hand and touched her cheek with his big palm: Lei'er... When he called out, he actually exchanged his wife's name.

He shrank back in response.

Feng Yichi! She immediately covered the face that he had just touched. She shouldn't have such a reaction because of her friends, but Feng Yichi was not right now: You admit your mistake, you really admit your mistake. ”

Feng Yichi shook his head: Put on the wedding dress I prepared for you. I know you are Mu Xiaoxiao, and I know Lei'er is dead. So, Xiaoxiao, replace her. Replace her and become my wife... He approached Xiaoxiao tightly.

She was forced to keep moving back, and finally sat on the sofa. And he pressed on both sides of her shoulders. It's just that it's not suppressed.

Shaking her head, she shook her head wildly. She clenched her slender hands into fists and wanted to swing at him, but she couldn't! She couldn't fight Feng Yichi. Xiaoxiao bit her lower lip, Feng Yichi was just confused, as long as he knew clearly that she was not Tang Lei.

Feng Yichi, please wake up. You have been knocked unconscious. Can you recognize it clearly? I am not Tang Lei. I am not your wife, and I will not replace her as your wife. She was nervous. As he spoke, he almost clenched the sofa with his hands, restraining the fists he wanted to raise.

I'm sober, you're Mu Xiaoxiao. Feng Yichi said thoughtfully, but his eyes had become dull. He missed Lei'er too much. When Lei'er left this world, every day was like a year for him. Yes, Mu Xiaoxiao was not Lei'er, but such a similar person must be the magic cast by Lei'er in the sky. She must have Lei'er's soul... Mu Xiaoxiao is not Lei'er, but she is Lei'er's shadow.