[Comprehensive film and television] peerless elegance

Zhu Yingqi's arrival had heralded the departure of Zhu Yingtai and Qiao Ying, but Qiao Ying was still not ready for the day when Mrs. Zhu's letter from Shangyu Zhujiazhuang actually came.

The one-foot white silk urged the two of them to go home, Qiao Ying dawdled for a long time, but still didn't dare to tell Ma Wencai the truth.It was Ma Wen who saw the clue first and started talking.

"You go back first. When you miss me, I, Ma Wen, will come to marry you with eight palanquins."

Qiao Ying was held in his arms, and she spoke incoherently in shock: "How do you know me, I...?"

"If you don't have me, you don't know how many people will bully you. Wait until I know?" Ma Wencai hugged Qiao Ying and didn't let go. This was the first and last time they were so close at Nishan Academy. From the moment her identity was known to him, and from the moment she pulled him out of the cupboard, he, Ma Wen, never wanted to do some villain's deeds and occupy Qiao Ying.

He wanted to brand this man with Ma Wencai from his hair to his toes, so that those who didn't have eyes would obediently get out of the way.

But he can't, he cares about her, so he respects her.It was Qiao Ying who told Ma Wencai that there would be a sincere person willing to approach you and admire you without taking it by force or intrigue.

No amount of mental preparation could get rid of the difficult mood. After sending people away, Marvin was like a ignited gun barrel, which could explode anytime, anywhere.

He missed Qiao Ying so much that his heart ached, and only then did he receive a letter from his heartless daughter, Lang Shan.

The letter wrote about flowers, grass, sky, and people, but she never revealed a few words about her friendship. Only in the last sentence did Ma Wen seem to see her frowning eyebrows and peach blossom blush: "When did you come? Marry me?"

Eunuch Ma wanted to take care of Ma Wencai, but he was his own son after all. After so many years of stalemate between the two, one of them would always be defeated. Qiao Ying still married into Ma's family with eight palanquins as the adopted daughter of Zhujiazhuang. .

"..." The moment Ma Wencai lifted the hijab, the girl who had been thinking about it so much had tears streaming down her face at some point, and her make-up was all smeared. It really made people laugh.

But Ma Wen couldn't laugh. He tore off the hem of his clothes and held it for her, and found a handkerchief to wipe her tears: "Why are you crying? You don't want to marry me?"

Qiao Ying shook her head, threw away the sleeves she had been clutching for a long time, and threw herself directly into his arms: "I just miss you so much."

Ma Wencai, the son of the mighty Hangzhou Ma Taishou, has been domineering and domineering all his life. After hearing this, he couldn't help but blush, and the corners of his mouth kept turning upwards: "That's why he really wants to marry me."

The two red-faced newlyweds in wedding attire glanced at each other, and then indulged in each other's eyes.

Ma Wencai looked down at the bride in his arms. He had already seen her dressed up by a woman when he went to Zhu's family to propose a marriage. Thinking about that time, he had to climb over the wall to spy on his sweetheart hiding in the backyard. Fell off the wall; could eat a sweet girl in a wedding gown now.

Qiao Ying's original delicate makeup was spoiled by her crying, and Ma Wencai wiped her with a handkerchief for a long time. Her beautiful face is now colorful and dirty compared to those children's graffiti paintings, but Ma Wencai is not at all. Mind, he lowered his head and kissed her bright eyes.

Qiao Ying shrank her neck, her tone was full of shame, "I'll go wash my face first."

Ma Wencai let go, and Qiao Ying yelled out as soon as he looked in the mirror: "Wen Cai! Why did you rub my face like this?"

Someone with a guilty conscience sloppily changed the topic, walked behind Qiao Ying, and picked him up by the waist as soon as she wiped her face after washing her face.

The handkerchief for wiping his face fell on the floor, but Ma Wencai didn't even look at it, and strode towards the bed with Qiao Ying in his arms: "It's time to call Mrs.

Supporting Qiao Ying with one hand, he swept all the peanuts, longan and other things on the bed to the ground with the other, and then gently put him down: "Is there anything else? Is there any damage?"

"No, no." Qiao Ying pinched his neckline and shook her head blushing, her black hair fell down, making the bed sheet even redder, and the red bed sheet made the beauty even more fair-skinned Sai Xue.

"...The lady, let's rest."

One night, she was turned into a red wave.