72 hours of marriage

Jack opened his eyes wide and felt the powerful aura in front of him, his body couldn't help being controlled by him, and there was such an inexplicable feeling...

The mouth opened slightly, and let out some broken growls!

His body was completely under his control, the bitter taste of medicine penetrated their mouths, they combined silently, then his body fell on the bed, he leaned down, closed his eyes, and his long hair completely Covering that ferocious face, he bent down and poked his finger down, but there was an inexplicable electric shock...

The low growls overwhelmed the shackles of the world, two men who put life and death aside, how could they care about the prejudices of the world, whether people in this world tolerate them loving each other like this.

Because almost everyone in this city can't wait for them to die!

The medicine enters the mouth and slides down the throat, which is a kind of crazy stimulation that almost breaks through...

Hiss!The shirt was torn, and the fragments flew along with the curtains. There was an ambiguous atmosphere in the air that originally smelled of decay.

He leaned on his body panting heavily, stretched out his big rough palm to caress the scar that stretched from the corner of the tail to the chin, from the nose wing to the back of the ear, and from the corner of the eye to the chin. Gritting his teeth with hatred, he said, "Jack, I stabbed these three times myself, but in the end, I will use the same three times to stab Leng Jingheng's face back!"

These words seemed to penetrate everything, waking up Shu Xiaomo who was in the dream. She suddenly got up and wiped the cold sweat from her forehead. Why did she have such a dream?

why?

Dilapidated small building?seaside?Curtains fluttering like broken butterflies, and messes all over the floor...

What does this dream call for?

Leng Jingheng looked at Shu Xiaomo who was sitting up in surprise, and asked strangely, "What about you? Momo?"

She didn't want him to think too much, and it was just a dream, she didn't want both of them to worry about anything, she shook her head, "It's just a nightmare, it's okay!"

"It must be because I have done too many bad things, that's why I have nightmares." At this time, Leng Jingheng still didn't forget to make a joke about Shu Xiaomo.

She was speechless on the spot, and slapped him with a small slap, "Yes! The worst thing I did was to be with you, disgusting!"

After speaking, he threw a pillow on Leng Jingheng's head, pulled off the quilt and fell asleep.

As the days passed quietly, Shu Xiaomo naturally forgot that weird dream, and Leng Jingheng started to prepare for the wedding after finishing handling the company affairs.

At the same time, the major newspapers frantically reported the news that Leng Jingheng and Shu Xiaomo were going to get married, and described it even more wantonly. Naturally, the sales of Changji's entertainment magazine soared, to the point where it was sold out as soon as it was released.

Because Shu Xiaomo is a legend, and Leng Jingheng is even more a legend. Shu Xiaomo returned to Changji and saved a dilapidated company. At the same time, he made a statement to compete with Leng. Almost every issue of financial magazines reported on it. How a woman in her 20s can be the boss and make up many fictional reports at the same time.

Let’s talk about Leng Jingheng again, that’s the man that the whole length of auspicious women will scream, perfect as a god, but cold as an iceberg, his charming smile, given to Shu Xiaomo in front of the public, smashed the hearts of many women The glass heart has confused the glass hearts of many women.

He is a man who makes people hate, but also makes people love!

Naturally, financial magazines will never forget the news about how he succeeded and how he developed Leng's to this point.

The marriage of these two undoubtedly caused a sensation. Lin Jingya and Ye Tianqi had just returned from their honeymoon, and when they heard the news that Shu Xiaomo wanted Leng Jingheng to marry, they were overjoyed.