Sweet wedding kiss, Mr. Huo’s most cherished treasure

Huo Lingdong pursed his lips and threw the uneaten roasted sweet potatoes into a trash can.

"I'm not lying."

Ye Wenxin raised her eyebrows, glanced at her, stopped suddenly, and took Huo Lingdong's arm to stop her, "Xiao Liu, what's wrong with you? You are far different from when you were 17 years old."

He recalled Huo Lingdong eight years ago. At that time, she was a well-deserved proud girl with a good family background, good grades, and good looks.

The red rose in the hearts of countless teenagers.

But why has she become so pale and dull now?

A name came to mind, and Ye Wenxin frowned.

Huo Lingdong looked up at him and suddenly smiled, but his smile looked paler than snow.

"People are going to change."

Ye Wenxin sneered coldly and continued walking forward while holding an umbrella.

Huo Lingdong followed his steps, and there was silence between the two again.

Just under the moonlight, Ye Wenxin was stunned for a moment.

Eight years ago, it seemed that it was also on such a snowy night that he saw Huo Xiaoliu's girlish thoughts for the first time.

At that time, Ye Wenxin had just transferred to No. [-] Middle School in City B. He only stayed in No. [-] Middle School for two years.

The figure of the girl in the blue and white school uniform seemed to appear in front of him again.

"Brother, goodbye."

This voice interrupted Ye Wenxin's memories. When he came to his senses, Huo Lingdong had already gotten on the bus and stuck his head out the window and waved to him.

Ye Wenxin pursed her lips, raised her hand towards her, and motioned for her to take her head back.

As the bus gradually went away, Ye Wenxin stood there holding an umbrella. After a while, she realized that Huo Xiaoliu had forgotten to take her umbrella.

When Huo Rendong returned to her old house, Huo Huaishu stopped her at the door, stared at her reddish eyes, and asked worriedly: "Why are you back so late? Are you feeling unwell?"

Although Huo Huaishu is a bit of a scumbag, he still loves his sister Huo Rendong.

"It's nothing." Huo Rendong shook his head, "I just remembered some things from the past."

Huo Huaishu thought of something and sighed, "Lonicera, people have to look forward."

Huo Lingdong sniffed, "What you said is nice, but then why can't you forget A Yu?"

"What are you talking about? Why do you involve me?" Huo Huaishu frowned.

Huo Rendong didn't want to deal with this duplicitous bastard brother anymore, so he went back to the room past him.

After a while, Huo Huaishu knocked on her door, but stood at the door without going in, "Shen Zheng came here today, and your parents approved the marriage between you two."

"What kind of marriage?" Although Huo Lingdong was a little surprised, he was still calm.

"He proposed marriage, and my parents made the decision directly."

Huo Lingdong bit her lip and was silent for a while, then nodded, "I understand."

She was about to close the door, but Huo Huaishu raised his hand to stop her from closing it. He stared at her, making Huo Lingdong's scalp numb.

"Brother, do you have anything else to do?"

"Lonicera, I know you don't like him. You don't have to agree. Your parents' decision doesn't mean everything. You still have the right to refuse."

Huo Rendong pinched his fingers, pursed his lips and smiled, "Brother, I will never meet the second Chen Ye again. In this case, it doesn't matter who I marry. Besides...Mr. Shen is indeed very good to me. "

Huo Huaishu frowned, "Lonicera, you have to think about it, this is a lifelong matter."

"Think about it." Huo Rendong closed the door.

She sat on the edge of the bed, bent over and opened the drawer under the bedside table, and took out a Polaroid from it.

Huo Lingdong touched the boy above with his fingertips, his eyes flushed.

"Chen Ye, I'm 25 years old, how about you?"

The boy wore a white and blue school uniform and smiled energetically in front of the camera.

There is a small light brown mole on the side of the face. The eyebrows are straight and the outline is exquisite. He has the best appearance of a young man.

Eight years have passed and he hasn't changed at all.

Tears still fell, and Huo Lingdong still felt heartbroken when he thought of him again after eight years.

The word "Chen Ye" means too much to her. In Huo Rendong's heart, no one can replace Chen Ye's place in her heart.

She lay on the bed with her eyes closed and thought of many things in the past.

I think of 17 years old, my second year in high school, the basketball court where teenagers sweat, I think of blood, I think of death, I think of those unspoken loves.

The bright 17-year-old girl did not know that Huo Lingdong's youth would be full of regrets in the future.

That night, she cried for a long time.

*

After finalizing the wedding date, Xu Yu started trying on wedding dresses.

This was the only thing that could make her feel involved. After all, Huo Tingsen had arranged everything else.

After she put on the custom-made wedding dress that had been custom-made for a year, Chaochao squatted on the carpet in the same position as Chuchu, holding her little face in her hands and looking at her mother.

"Mom is so pretty."

"Floating... floating..."

The sound of the two children making milky milk made Xu Yu happy.

She looked down at herself. Even after giving birth to two children, her body was still in shape. She was even slimmer than the size Huo Tingsen gave the designer.

"Mrs. Huo, you have a really good figure, but your waist is a little thin." The waiter took note of Xu Yu's waist and planned to change it according to this size.

Just at this time, Huo Tingsen came in from the outside and glanced at Xu Yu, "No need to change."

He will make this girl fat.

The waiter nodded and followed Huo Bei and Jiang Sheng away temporarily with great discernment.

Huo Tingsen walked to Xu Yu. Xu Yu raised his arms and put them on his shoulders, winking at him, "Does it look good?"

"Yeah." The Adam's apple rolled, and Huo Tingsen restrainedly placed a kiss on her cheek.

It was so beautiful that he was almost in a trance.

Xu Yu breathed a sigh of relief, then pretended to sigh again, and touched his face, "It's a pity that I'm old. Third brother, I'm 25 this year, and I feel like I already have wrinkles."

Listening to her false words, Huo Tingsen frowned, pinched her chin and lifted her face up, and looked at her carefully for a while, "How old are you?"

Xu Yu has fair skin and good-looking facial features. Without makeup, she looks like a college student who has not yet entered society.

Xu Yu couldn't help but laugh, put her arms around his neck, and kissed his lips a few times, "I lied to you, I'm not old, and neither are you."

"Virtue." Huo Tingsen pinched her face and smiled too.

After trying on the wedding dress, Xu Yu sat on the sofa wearing a long suspender dress, while Huo Tingsen held the two children to wash their hands and prepare for dinner.

A new message popped up in the "Beggars' Gang" group.

Xu Yu clicked on the group chat.

Shen Zheng: "I'm engaged."

He was probably very happy, that's why he was so reserved.

Xu Yu thought of Huo Lingdong and the somewhat mysterious Ye Wenxin. He frowned before replying in the group, "Congratulations."