"Yeah, it's snowing." Sheng Xiyue stood behind Shi Xiyue, his hands wrapped around her slender waist, his chin touching her shoulder, sniffing the fragrance of her body with enjoyment.

"I heard that making a wish in Chuxue is similar to making a wish after seeing a shooting star?" Shi Xiyue looked back at the man holding her.

"Well, it seems so, right?" Sheng Xinchen responded, but then asked him back.

He would never do such a thing as making a wish. He doesn't believe in any gods, he only believes in strength and a destiny that has been determined long ago.

Just like he and Shi Xiyue, they met one night a few years ago and she left Binshi. A few years later, she suddenly came back, and she brought several of their precious children with her.

What's his is always his. If it's not his, you can't get it by forcing it.

Shen Haojin has liked Shi Xiyue for so many years and has been silently waiting for her to change her mind, but what will be the result?

He still couldn't wait, but found a new love, and finally got happily married to Bai Shan.

Without Shen Haojin, Shi Minglong is also dead. Now Sheng Xichen's biggest enemy can only be said to be himself, right?

He must treat Yueyue twice as much and spend his whole life taking care of her and loving her.

Shi Xiyue clasped her hands together and really made a wish.

"So seriously, what are you promising?"

Sheng Xianchen's lips gently teased the little woman's ear, and his magnetic voice was like a feather, gently sweeping over her face. It itched and burned her skin.

"You can't say your wishes casually, otherwise it won't work."

Shi Xiyue looked back at the handsome man and said coquettishly.

"Really? It really doesn't work..." Sheng Jichen pinched her slender waist and tickled her.

"Yes, I can't tell you... Hey, don't make trouble, there are so many people watching..." She shrank, but Sheng Xichen did not let her go.

"If they like to watch, let them watch. On the contrary, it's legal for both of us. I'm not afraid, so what are you afraid of? No big deal..." Sheng Jichen kissed Shi Xiyue's earlobe deeply and said jokingly: "The police arrested us both and put us both in jail?"

"Oh... Sheng Xinchen, when did you become like this?"

She pushed him away and stamped her feet in anger.

"How am I doing?" He shrugged, indicating that he had done nothing.

"You...what do you think?"

He smiled evilly and moved closer to her. Before she had a chance to escape, he grabbed her arm with precision. He squeezed it into his arms forcefully.

"I said it seriously, is Mrs. Sheng thinking wrong? Do you think we two are going to do anything in prison?"

"I didn't..." Shi Xiyue's face turned red with anger, and she hit Sheng Xichen's chest with her fists.

"Okay, in order to satisfy Mrs. Sheng, I am still a gentleman. Let's talk about it when we come back tonight? Okay?"

As Sheng Xichen spoke, he was about to kiss Shi Xiyue.

"Okay, you big-headed ghost..." Shi Xiyue pushed Sheng Xichen away again and ran outside the airport.

The snowflakes in the sky fell in large tracts, decorating the entire Bin City into a white castle.

The old house of the Sheng family.

Everyone was immersed in happiness and celebration.

After a busy day of weddings, it’s finally time to relax.

The wedding held in the hotel was a Western-style wedding, but after returning to the old home of the Sheng family, Sheng Zhimo and Shen Tingxuan changed into Chinese wedding attire.

Sheng Zhimo drank a bowl of hangover soup in the kitchen before returning to his and Tingxuan's new house.

On the wedding night, he couldn't let himself get drunk. He and Tingxuan must spend their two-person world well.

The sound at the door echoed clearly in the bedroom.

There were footsteps coming in, followed by the sound of the door being locked.

Shen Tingxuan was sitting beside the bed, with a hijab with a big red word for happy on her head.

The red wedding dress made the originally playful girl look particularly dignified at this time.

The bed suddenly sank, and Shen Tingxuan's hands on her knees clenched nervously.

Sheng Zhimo held the hijab in his hand and carefully opened it. Shen Tingxuan's beautiful face caught his eye.

He stared at Shen Tingxuan intently, his narrow eyes filled with mist as he stared at her faintly.

Shen Tingxuan turned her head and looked at him shyly.

She actually saw tears on Sheng Zhimo's face.

"Sheng... Sheng Zhimo... you... why are you crying?"

Shen Tingxuan was a little panicked. It was obviously a happy day for both of them, but this man shed tears.

"..." Sheng Zhimo choked and shook his head. In order to cover up his discomfort at this time, he turned his body to one side so that Shen Tingxuan could not see his embarrassed look.

"What's wrong with you? Are you talking? Why are you crying?" Shen Tingxuan grabbed Sheng Zhimo's hand and pulled him over forcefully. "You...you regret it? Don't you want to marry me??"

"..." Sheng Zhimo was so excited that he didn't speak and kept shaking his head at her.

"What are you doing?" His look frightened Shen Tingxuan. Tears also gathered in her eyes. "You...why are you crying? If you don't want to marry me, then...then what kind of wedding should we have?"

"No..." Hearing Shen Tingxuan's choked voice, Sheng Zhimo pulled her over in panic and held her tightly in his arms. "I'm happy...this...this is like a dream. I really married you, and I'm also scared..."

"What are you afraid of?"

He scared her to death, and he actually said he was scared.

"In Wufo Temple, do you know what hallucinations I had after I was poisoned by miasma?"

Shen Tingxuan didn't speak, just shook her head.

She didn't know, there were too many things going on recently, and she neglected to ask him.

"I saw that you and Shi Qingmo are husband and wife. You two have a son, who is about the same age as Huan'er. You ignore me no matter how I call you. You still call Shi Qingmo husband, and I'm afraid... Everything at this moment is fake.

Although I, Sheng Zhimo, am the second young master of the Sheng family, I am useless and cannot do anything.

Even worse than my eldest brother’s toes, how can I marry the daughter of the Shen family as my wife? "

Shen Tingxuan left Sheng Zhimo's arms, looked at him squarely and said, "That's just your hallucination. To be precise, it's your heart disease, it's not real.

I don't like Shi Qingmo, and more importantly, Shi Qingmo doesn't like me either. There is no love between man and woman between me and him.

When we were in country M, Shi Qingmo just wanted to bring us together and deliberately pretended to like me. "

Sheng Zhimo pursed his lips, blinked his eyes, and tears fell down his face.

"You are such a fool. We are already married, why are you still acting like a child? Are you drunk?"

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