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"That's enough. The wedding ceremony has been completed. Next, let's drink and eat." Luo Jundong turned around and walked off the stage without looking at An Xiaojing.

No one in the audience reacted, watching Luo Jundong disappearing gradually, no one spoke.

"Luo Jundong." An Zhenshao raised his hand, seeing the man who was about to walk past her, An Zhenshao threw his fist at him without saying a word.

"Crack, touch."

Luo Jundong was punched to the ground.

"Rely on you, An Xiaojing is my younger sister An Detective. If you do not treat her well when you leave home, I will get it back twice as much." An Detective looked at the man who was lying on the ground in a state of embarrassment. , evoked a smile between the corners of his lips.

"Humph." Luo Jundong got up from the ground, stood up straight, and brushed the corner of his lips with his slender fingertips.He turned and left without saying anything.

"Hey, this woman is really pitiful. I think it will be even more uncomfortable after marriage." The crowd began to attack each other with personal words.

"Yeah, who made her an ordinary woman."

"Yes, there are always some ordinary women who want to marry into rich families, so they should suffer a little bit."

An Xiaojing stood on the stage, looking at the wedding that he had fantasized about for a long time, and at the ring in his hand, was it caught?Luo Jundong?Did I trap you?

There is still a smile on the corner of her lips, smiling from head to toe, trying hard to show her best side for anyone to see.But from the beginning to the end of the wedding, what people see is not happiness, nor smiles, but drama.

Ling Jiajia felt An Xiaojing's sadness, her love was too dangerous and too persistent, and she really hoped that after she worked hard, she could get Luo Jundong's affection.

Next is the time for meals and toasts. The groom is gone, and only the bride is alone. Of course, this link is unnecessary.So jump right in and get to mealtime.

Ling Jiajia stood next to Detective An, and the two stood slightly flat, but her little head kept turning back and forth.

Mr. An's face was dark: "If you are worried, go and have a look." Mr. An's words seemed particularly gentle tonight for some reason.

When Ling Jiajia heard these words, she raised her head abruptly, and accidentally met those deep eyes, and she smiled very charmingly when she said a word from the corner of her lips.

"Ah less thank you."

Bang, when An Detective Shaozhong heard this intimate name, his eyes widened suddenly, and he was about to explode, when suddenly a cold feeling came from the left side of his face.

"I'm going to find Xiaojing first." Ling Jiajia turned around like a child who stole something, and rushed to the place where An Xiaojing ran out before without looking back.

"This woman." Detective An stretched out his slender and white fingers and gently brushed the side of Ling Jiajia's kissed face, and there was still a trace of her scent on it.The corners of his lips curled up, and it could be seen that the young master was not only not angry when he was kissed on the head, but also very happy.

This was the first time Lingaga had kissed him on the cheek since they had been together for so long.An indescribable emotion moved faintly in his body.He suddenly had an impulse to hold a loudspeaker and wish to let the whole world know that Lingaga had kissed him just now.

Lingaga blushed, and she covered her face with her hands, but the temperature on her face did not decrease because of her running speed, but made her feel even hotter.

I don't know what Mr. An Detective thinks of me, and whether he thinks I'm too proactive.Lingajia thought while running with his head bent.Naturally, she would not find out when she herself began to pay attention to An Zhenshao's mood.

The top floor of the hotel.

An Xiaojing had already changed out of her wedding dress and put on a gown. The crimson dress was on her body, and her long hair was gently dancing in the air with the summer wind.It's just that her whole body exudes a faint sadness.

"Xiaojing." Ling Jiajia reached out and patted her on the back lightly.

An Xiaojing didn't turn around immediately, but lowered her head, and turned to look at Lingaga after a while.

But Lingaga saw the tears on her face.