Poor girl, she is pregnant with a rich old man's cub

When the girl's voice fell, the crowd cheered.

Lin Yang looked at the man in front of him, the corners of his mouth were raised high, his eyes were full of sweetness that couldn't be melted away.

"Okay, the bride and groom can exchange rings now." Grandpa Sun looked at his granddaughter and grandson-in-law in front of him, and continued to the next stage, feeling extremely relieved.

Originally, there was no such link, but the small pies were all born, so how could there be any reason not to use them?

The old man's voice fell.

Qin Jue and Lin Yang cast their gazes to the direction of the grass they just walked over.

The guests also turned their attention to the past one after another.

Zhou Qianqian didn't know when the cat sneaked to the lawn, holding something white in her arms.

It was too short, Yang Jiashu leaned on the back of the chair, bent down and stretched his head to look, his eyes lit up: "Little pie!"

Yu Song was also aroused interest.

Due to work reasons, they had only a handful of gatherings with Qin Jue and Lin Yang, as well as with Qin Zijin.

In fact, Yang Jiashu doesn't like children very much, but he likes Qin Zijin inexplicably.

It may be because he is too similar to Qin Jue. When Yang Jiashu played with the defenseless Qin Zijin, he always had the illusion that he was bullying Qin Jue when he was a child.

After being bullied for half of her life, a meal replacement suddenly appeared.

Who doesn't like the feeling of revenge?

Zhou Qianqian sneakily put the little pie in a cute white suit on the grass, and then stuffed the ring box into the little pie's hand.

With his somewhat ignorant expression, he patted his butt lightly and whispered, "Go, find your mother."

In fact, Zhou Qianqian didn't need to say, Little Pie had to go by herself.

For such a long time just now, he has been stretching his head to look in the direction of his mother.

He just wondered why Zhou Qianqian suddenly carried himself here.

Little Pie looked down at the box in her hand, and then looked in Lin Yang's direction.

never mind.

I can go to my mother.

So, in the eyes of everyone, a milk doll who has just reached the knee is wearing a suit, walking unsteadily on the lawn.

A face is like a pudding just out of the oven, white and tender, and extremely elastic.

slap.

Pie tripped over the grass, and the ring box fell on the ground, on her face.

Zhou Qianqian was shocked.

The hearts of all the guests were suspended high.

Lin Yang's heart trembled, and he glanced at Qin Jue somewhat helplessly.

Qin Jue also frowned.

Just when everyone thought that Little Pie was going to cry, he staggered and stood up again, only this time with a serious expression on his face.

He picked up the ring box again, as if he was afraid of being thrown on the ground again, and hugged the ring box tightly into his arms.

Look at his cute little appearance.

The guests couldn't hold back their laughter and cheered him on in a low voice.

Lin Yang smiled. Just as he was about to squat down, he realized that his wedding dress was inconvenient.

Qin Jue understood her thoughts in a second, shook her hand, squatted down with a smile, and clapped his hands at the little pie, his tone of encouragement was rare: "Come to Dad."

Little Pie didn't know that her little face was stained with a piece of grass, and amidst the cheering voices of the crowd, she walked towards her parents step by step, earnestly and seriously.

Everyone is smiling, and there are blessings and yearning in the laughter.

The warm scene of a family of three is so real and happy that Ji Lian can't believe it.

The tight string in Ji Lian's heart suddenly broke, and the sourness spread from the bottom of his heart, like a flood that broke a dam, sweeping in, crushing the emotions he had been holding back.

Inexplicable grievances and discomfort rushed straight to the top of his head.

The sourness rushed to the throat first, then the nose, then the eyes.

Unprepared, Ji Lian's tears poured out like money, pattering down on the suit pants.

Ji Lian clenched his fists and gritted his teeth, trying not to let himself cry out.

He cried uncontrollably, his lips and eyelashes kept trembling, his head was lowered, his eyes and nose were completely red.

Hearing the slight choking sound, Fang Guo turned his head, seeing his pitiful appearance, felt sore, smiled helplessly and sighed, and took out the tissue he had prepared in advance from his bag.

A hand and a white object suddenly appeared in the blurred vision, Ji Lian was slightly stunned, and subconsciously wanted to blink to see what it was.

In the blink of an eye, the tears on the eyelashes were falling down on the hand in front of him.

Fang Guo hilariously wiped his hands with the paper towel handed to Ji Lian, and went directly to wipe Ji Lian's tears before Ji Lian could react.

Since falling in love with Xu Chengyan, Fang Guo's personality has softened a lot, and he is a little more patient than before.

"Why are you crying?" Fang Guo asked.

The tissue wiped away the tears on Ji Lian's face in an instant. Ji Lian originally thought that he could control his emotions.

But Fang Guo's gentle tone when he asked, broke Ji Lian's emotions again.

Qin Jue successfully got the ring from Xiao Pie's hand, with the cheers of relatives and friends in his ears.

Ji Lian didn't speak, and directly held Fang Guo's hand, as if grabbing some life-saving straw, and buried his shoulder deeply.

The boy's figure was already able to support the serious suit jacket, but at this moment, the back under the suit was shaking non-stop.

Fang Guo looked at Qin Jue and Lin Yang who were exchanging rings with a smile, and at the same time, felt the tear-soaked tissue in his palm.

The palm became warm, along with her heart.

Fang Guo felt that she was infected by Ji Lian, her eyes were sour, and she couldn't hold back her nose.

Withdrawing his hands from Ji Lian's hands and cheeks, he involuntarily pasted the rest of the clean tissue on Ji Lian's face. In Ji Lian's position, Fang Guo turned sideways and hugged Ji Lian's back to comfort her. A sexual pat.

Ji Lian bent over, Fang Guo's ear was pressed against Ji Lian's shoulder, and she opened her eyes without any surprise.

Zhou Yue in the back row was looking at her expressionlessly at the moment, his jaw clenched, and he made a somewhat stiff expression.

Fang Guo smiled slightly, continued to pat Ji Lian's back with his hand, ignored Zhou Yue's gaze, and slowly closed his eyes.

[Fang Guo: On purpose, hee hee. 】

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