Second marriage?
Lu yeming raised his long and narrow eyebrows and emphasized, “I’m not married to Dongfang Ruoli. I’m also the first one!”
Jun Xi Qing carefully put away the two red books. “Let go of me. I’m going to take a shower first.”
Lu Yeming did not let go. His thin and supple lips pressed against her face and kissed her hard. “Qing Qing, time is tight and the war is tight. I Can’t give you a grand wedding. Will you feel wronged?”
Jun Xi Qing turned around and looked at his handsome face. “No, I don’t feel wronged at all. If you feel wronged on my behalf, then you should return triumphantly as soon as possible and make up for my wedding.”
Lu Yeming kissed her delicate little nose, then kissed her spirit eyes and kissed her fair forehead. He murmured, “Qing Qing, with you and Chengye, I will never forget the way home.”
Jun Xi Qing’s eyes were moist, and her long feather quivered. She smiled and said, “Chengye and I will wait for you at home, forever and ever.”
