To The Lovely You

   "You laugh, you laugh!" Luo Xiaomei slapped his chest dissatisfied, released her slightly curly hair, and gently pulled it to one side.

   This hairstyle is also very suitable for her, adding a little woman's charm to her original lovely and pure temperament. An eighteen-year-old girl, who was originally between youth and charm, she interpreted this mysterious and beautiful temperament just right.

  Luo Xiaomei turned around in front of the mirror a few more times, and looked at Ke Jingheng in white behind him, and suddenly felt a little unkind: "When someone else gets married, isn't it too stealthy for us to dress like this to a wedding?"

  Ke Jingheng disapprovedly took care of the white bow tie on his chest, and snorted coldly from his nostrils: "I just want to steal his shot!"

   He still remembers that Tom had a lot of bad thoughts about Luo Xiaomei back then, and tried to dig his corner several times. If that brat had a wedding, he would definitely dress more grandly than he does now.

   "How many years ago, you still hold grudges!" This time, Luo Xiaomei couldn't help but burst out laughing. Back then, TOM had been very attentive to himself in school, and it was commonplace to send flowers and gifts, so Ke Jingheng was not less jealous.

   I didn't expect this guy to hold grudges for so long...

   "Are you wearing your engagement ring?" Ke Jingheng didn't answer her, just grabbed her hand and took a careful look.

   "I'm wearing it! I've been wearing it all the time." Luo Xiaomei was a little puzzled, and always felt that Ke Jingheng was weird today. Going to someone else's wedding has something to do with whether she wears an engagement ring or not?

   Ke Jingheng seemed to know what she was thinking, so he explained: "I just wanted to announce to those people that we are engaged and make them envious and jealous."

   As he spoke, he stretched out his hand and shook his ring in front of Luo Xiaomei's eyes, and his tone was a little sad: "Xiaomei, don't you think I'm pitiful?"

   "Why are you so pitiful?" Luo Xiaomei gave him a sullen look, "You married a girl as good as me as a wife, why are you dissatisfied?"

"Satisfied and satisfied, of course I am very satisfied. It's just that..." Ke Jingheng showed those sad eyes again and muttered in a low voice, "It's just my engagement ring, which I put on for myself, don't you think I'm pitiful? "

"..." Three black lines appeared on Luo Xiaomei's forehead, "I was in a coma at the time, and I couldn't wear it for you. What are you doing so sad? Besides, it's just an engagement ring, won't it be in the future? Got a wedding ring?"

"Really? Well then, the wedding ring... You must help me put it on yourself!" Ke Jingheng put his arms around her shoulder, a satisfied smile evoked the corner of his mouth, "Let's go, if you don't go, you'll be late. already."

   After the two went downstairs, a black Bentley was already waiting for them by the roadside. Moreover, there was a huge heart-shaped rose wreath hanging on the car. The dark red and light red roses bloomed recklessly in the sun, and the dewdrops on the petals shone dazzlingly.

   "It's strange, why are there roses in this car?" Luo Xiaomei whispered in a low voice. How does this car look, it looks like a wedding car...

"TOM sent someone to pick us up. You know that guy of his is ignorant, so he can talk about pomp. He dispatched an entire fleet of luxury cars, and each car was decorated with flowers." Ke Jingheng opened the door for her He opened the car door, helped her into the car, and tidied up her skirt by the way.

  The car started slowly, and the driver wearing white gloves and a black suit drove them to the wedding hall...