Master Fu’s full-level cutie fights fiercely

Sunlight shines through the stained glass into the solemn church, and the floating beams of light are like a ladder leading to heaven.

The priest stood in front of the cross and read the wedding vows.

"Groom, are you willing to marry this beautiful woman in front of you, comfort her, protect her, cherish her, treat her like a treasure, treat her consistently in sickness or in health, rich or poor, forever... …”

When Fu Lingxiao came back from the phone call, Mu Xing was watching intently.

A few faint yellow halos fell on the side of her delicate chin, tracing her beautiful facial features in detail. Her slender eyelashes were slightly raised, and tiny waves of light rippled under her eyes.

Heart-warmingly beautiful.

But his heartfelt affection for her was not just at this moment, but at any time.

Fu Lingxiao walked over and sat down next to Mu Xing, holding her hand. When the priest finished reading the oath, he whispered in her ear: "I do."

Religiously as if swearing by your life.

Mu Xing was slightly startled and turned to look at the man beside him.

The palms of his hands were burning, and he wrapped her whole hand in them like every warm hug. His eyes that met hers, with a slight smile, were extremely affectionate.

There was silence all around, and only the oath came clearly:

“Bride, are you willing to marry this handsome man in front of you, to accompany him, to believe in him, to support him, to rely on him, whether he is sick or healthy, rich or poor, and to be with him till the end of his life? "

Mu Xing looked into the man's affectionate eyes and lightly opened her red lips: "I do."

Under the witness of the priest, the groom and the bride put rings symbolizing eternal love on each other.

Mu Xing also handed his hand to the man, "Where is my ring?"

A light fell on her delicate eyebrows, illuminating the mist of tears in her eyes clearly.

She was obviously smiling, but it made Fu Lingxiao's eyes burn.

He lowered his eyes to remove the emotion in his eyes, took out the ring he carried with him from the inner pocket on the left side of his suit, held Mu Xing's hand, and put the ring on her slender ring finger.

He bowed his head and kissed the ring gently, then hugged Mu Xing into his arms, closed his reddish eyes, and held her tight with all his strength.

A man who has never had any faith, at this moment, actually wants to pray to the gods of the West for their eternal life...

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Canglong combat base.

In the ward of the medical department, Zuo Zhiyi woke up from a coma.

The light pierced his eyes, and he squinted in discomfort, and his eyes slowly glanced over.

At this time, the ward door was suddenly pushed open, and a doctor in a white coat walked in with medicines in his hands.

Seeing that he was awake, the doctor immediately put down the medicine and called Situ Xun: "Sir, he is awake."

Situ Xun rushed over as soon as he received the call.

He has a cold face, a crisp uniform, and a powerful chilling air in his steps!

As soon as he walked into the ward, Zuo Zhiyi instantly felt an overwhelming pressure and stared calmly at the man walking towards him with a scrutinizing gaze.

He vaguely remembered that before he fell into coma, someone was carrying him and running wildly in the dark.

So, this person saved him?

Situ Xun walked to the hospital bed and stood still. Seeing the wariness in Zuo Zhiyi's eyes, he said, "Don't be nervous, we are Master Fu's people."

It was him.

Zuo Zhiyi lowered his eyelids, thought for a moment, and said in a hoarse voice: "I want to see Fu Lingxiao..."

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sunset.

The setting sun dyes the sea surface, blooming like a fire.

The entire coastline is dyed in warm orange-red, and is about to fall into the splendor of darkness, presenting an endless and silent beauty.

On the benches on the shore, two figures sat quietly.

The girl nestled in the man's arms, holding the ringed hand tightly with his.

The setting sun slowly sank into the horizon, casting a hazy light over the sea.

Mu Xing blinked his sour eyes and looked at the man in the dim light: "Uncle, let's go home."

Fu Lingxiao's hand tightened around her shoulders, and with a gentle "hmm", he picked her up and walked toward the parking lot.

Mu Xing held Fu Lingxiao's neck with both hands, looked up at his chiseled jaw, and said, "I haven't cooked for a long time. I'll cook dinner today, okay?"

"it is good."

Fu Lingxiao agreed to any of her suggestions: "Let's do it together."

Back in the car, Fu Lingxiao called Butler Wu and told him that there was no need to prepare dinner and that everyone should go to rest.

Butler Wu immediately understood that the young master was going to live a life of two with Xiao Mu Xing. After hanging up the phone, he immediately pulled Jiang Huaiyang and led a group of servants to the villa.

When the two returned to the manor, the main villa was already empty.

Mu Xing sat Fu Lingxiao on the sofa in the living room, "My uncle carried me for so long today. It was really hard. Now I just sit down and have a good rest while waiting for dinner."

After saying that, she kissed him on the cheek and turned to the kitchen.

Fu Lingxiao looked at her back, curved his lips and smiled slightly, and took out his mobile phone.

Two hours ago, Situ Xun sent him a message saying that Zuo Zhiyi was awake and wanted to see him.

He opened the dialog box, edited the message and sent it, then put away his phone, took off his suit jacket, got up and went to the kitchen.

In the kitchen, Mu Xing was washing ingredients. When he heard footsteps, he looked back and said, "Didn't I let you rest? Why are you here?"

"I am not tired."

Fu Lingxiao slowly rolled up the sleeves of his shirt and walked to Mu Xing's side, "I'll wash my baby."

Mu Xing did not refuse and took the washed ingredients and gave him the seat, "Then we will divide the work and cooperate. You wash the dishes and I will cook."

Fu Lingxiao washed and cut all the ingredients and put them aside for later use. He walked over and hugged Mu Xing from behind, holding her hand, "I'll do it, honey."

Mu Xing refused: "No, it will be fine soon."

Fu Lingxiao didn't insist and leaned aside to watch her busy figure.

Probably because his eyes were too focused, the girl suddenly turned her head and smiled at him.

In a daze, he had an unattainable dream.

He and Xinger really got married, and today was just the most ordinary day in their long life.

He came back from get off work and cooked dinner with Xing'er.

They would chat about work or trivial matters in life.

He would hold her and deliberately tease her to kiss her, watching her blushing and peeping.

In the future, they will have children of their own.

If it is a boy, the father and son will protect Xing'er together; if it is a girl, he will protect their mother and daughter...

"Uncle, you can eat now."

A soft voice reached my ears.

When Fu Lingxiao came back to his senses, he saw Mu Xing standing in front of him and looking at him with a plate of dishes in his hand.

There is a full smile on her delicate little face, and her beautiful eyes seem to be sprinkled with fine diamonds. The touching glimmer makes people want to hold it in their hands.

"Baby is awesome."

Fu Lingxiao curved his lips and chuckled, took the dish from her hand, and put it on the dining cart along with several dishes on the stove. The cart and Mu Xing went to the dining room together.

After finishing the meal, the two of them cleared away the dishes and went upstairs holding hands.

As soon as he entered the master bedroom, Fu Lingxiao pressed Mu Xing against the wall and couldn't wait to kiss her delicate lips.

That's what he wanted to do when he was at church.

No, not just in church, at the beach, in the car, in the kitchen, but every moment before that, he wanted to kiss her crazily...