After marrying a wealthy family, I just want to start a career[Transmigration Book]

Feng Yun's fingers were dry and warm, sticking to Ning An's lips, like an ambiguous kiss.

With a little force, he slowly pulled out the thin cigarette from between those well-shaped lips.

The lips were slightly deformed, and then returned to their original shape.

Like pink jelly, with bullets.

The tentacles are warm and tender, slightly damp, and it takes great restraint to endure the desire to explore deeper and harder.

The filter was wet, subconsciously, Feng Yun held the cigarette and put it between his lips and teeth.

He took a sip, it was the smell of Ning An's body, the tea smell had a cool breath of mint, which made his numb brain suddenly sober.

He loosened his fingertips, and the cigarette withered on the ground, and someone crushed it out with his toes.

Ning An didn't notice Feng Yun's movements, since he came to pinch his cigarette, his attention was focused on Li Yuanshu.

Li Yuanshu stared at them in a daze, his red lips lost color, his eyes became darker and darker, like a beast devouring people.

The corners of his eyes were moist, like a wounded animal.

It was as if he had been ruthlessly divided into two by a knife, one half was rigid, the other half was soft, the other half was ruthless, and the other half was fragile...

Ning An sighed, he confirmed it, but felt that he was cruel.

He pushed Feng Yun and distanced them from each other: "Stop wasting time on me, go and accompany your friends."

He turned and left, and his figure was quickly swallowed by the night.

Feng Yun was stunned for a moment, then turned around and said to Chu Yayan: "I'll go see him off, you guys will go back by yourselves."

He chased after saying that.

Li Yuanshu looked at his retreating back, the corners of his eyes were burning red.

He was motionless, like a tree that had been damaged by wind and rain until its flowers and leaves withered, standing alone in place after being injured.

Pride, arrogance, publicity, joy, all disappeared.

She clearly knew that he was going to get married, but she still couldn't hide her joy when she saw him.

He also grew up held in the palm of his hand, but he was so humble in front of him that he closed his eyes, covered his ears, and lied to himself ignorantly.

Why are you so humble?

Chu Yayan took his arm and called him softly: "Senior?"

Li Yuanshu looked at her, as if waiting for a verdict, as if waiting for a hope, he asked: "It's irreparable, is it?"

Chu Yayan couldn't bear it, her pretty face was stained with worry, she bit her lip, stomped her feet, and pulled Li Yuanshu to a corner where no one was around.

"Senior," she said, "Feng Yun married him only because they made a baby kiss, and Feng Yun doesn't like him."

Li Yuanshu's eyes lit up: "He told you?"

"How could he tell me these things? He didn't even have time to hide from me," Chu Yayan smiled with some disappointment, "My dad checked."

"Then Uncle Chu doesn't care about this?" Li Yuanshu asked with hope.

"How does he manage?" Chu Yayan shook her head: "It's fine if he doesn't care, if he wants to intervene, it will only be more troublesome."

Li Yuanshu was taken aback in a daze, Chu Yayan took the grievances on his behalf: "What's so good about Feng Yun, his temper is bad and stubborn, senior, you are so nice, why do you like him?"

Li Yuanshu was silent for a long time, he didn't answer Chu Yayan's question, but relieved: "It's fine if he doesn't like him."

Chu Yayan held his arm helplessly: "Let's go, let's have fun, I'm such a cutie, I'm accompanying the senior, don't just think about that scoundrel Feng Yun."

Li Yuanshu smiled with difficulty: "You are the most obedient."

Feng Yun didn't catch up with Ning An, he thought he would still take the bus, but when he arrived at the bus stop, he realized that most of the buses didn't even have the last bus until midnight.

Ning An's figure disappeared into the night and was nowhere to be found.

But the soft and tender feeling on his lips and the smell of tea and mint on his body followed like a shadow, attached to his fingers, lingering.

"The cigarette is stuck and I can't take it off." He folded his pockets with both hands, looked at him with a half-smile and said.

At this moment, his hand seemed to be stuck by something, and he couldn't take it off.

At three o'clock in the middle of the night, he received a call from Chu Yayan.

He hadn't slept yet, took a shower and sat at the desk to process the documents.

Chu Yayan said that Li Yuanshu was drunk, and asked him if he could pick them up.

Feng Yun asked while working: "You and he both have their own drivers, do you still need me to be your driver?"

He looked at the time display on the lower right corner of the laptop: "It's [-]:[-] in the morning, I don't understand why it has to be me? Also, Chu Yayan, you're playing too late!"

Chu Yayan was silent for a while, avoiding his last sentence: "Senior...he likes you, don't you know?"

"He told you?" Feng Yun asked.

"If he doesn't tell me, can't I see it?" Chu Yayan's voice was a little excited: "When he's drunk, he calls you by your name! Don't say you don't know!"

"So what?" Feng Yun's voice was indifferent: "There are so many people who like me, do I have to cater to and take care of every one of them? What about you? And in what capacity are you questioning me? A messenger of justice?"

Chu Yayan was choked for a while and couldn't speak: "Feng Yun, has anyone told you that you are really ruthless!"

"Ruthless?" Feng Yun stopped typing on the keyboard, and smiled coldly: "Chu Yayan, you are too young to tell what is truly ruthless. The one who is merciful is the one who is truly ruthless, compared to him, I can be regarded as more affectionate."

"Feng Yun!" Chu Yayan shouted angrily, "Be careful what you say!"

"You know I'm getting married, right?" Feng Yun let out a breath, and his tone softened: "If you really treat Li Yuanshu well, then persuade him to give up. You know me, and I won't do it because of anyone. If I think differently about me, I will take into account his thoughts and keep a distance on purpose. I don’t have the awareness, and I don’t have the energy to figure out other people’s thoughts slowly. I’m not you, a well-fed young lady! My life is in shambles , so, what should I do or what will happen, he is the only one who suffers.”

Chu Yayan was defeated: "You don't like that Ning An either, do you?"

"You know again?" Feng Yun smiled: "Don't think that you know me very well, whether you like it or not, it's a matter between us and has nothing to do with you."

After finishing speaking, he directly closed the line, not giving Chu Yayan any chance to speak.

In the busy schedule, the wedding of the two finally arrived. On November [-]th of this year, they appeared in the small church.

The vaulted roof is raised high, and the interior of the church is long and narrow. Two rows of old but neat tables and chairs are neatly arranged, fulfilling their duties over the years.

After years of baptism, the gray-black marble floor has a soft luster, which is gentle and thick.

The beige walls emanate a layer of warmth, smoothing the impetuous mind little by little, and being baptized and influenced.

This is a rare fine weather, the early winter sunshine penetrates enthusiastically through the door of the church and the tall windows on both sides.

The wind raised the white window screens, like white wings, flying in the air, pure and romantic.

With its magical power, time subtly blends tranquility and mottledness together.

Reminds Ning An of her childhood.

On the balcony in winter, he lay on a swing chair full of sunlight, half-closed his eyes and listened to his mother telling stories.

Mother's voice is always so gentle, sweet, full of love and smile.

He was always slowly intoxicated by that voice, and then sank into the most beautiful dreamland.

At that time, he didn't understand, he just felt at ease, now when he recalled it, he felt that the years were quiet and good.

The past is almost irretrievable, and Ning An feels that he is standing in the corridor of time and space, being forced to wave goodbye to the past.

His wedding is about to begin, and the people he loves the most can no longer be by his side.