Chapter 907 (1/2)

Leng Jiaojiao smell speech, nose subconsciously wrinkled up: ”when did I wrinkle into a bun face!”

”Right now.” Huo Tian gave a low smile and raised his hand to shave her nose.

Leng Jiaojiao was stunned and made a big red face.

Heart, plop plop crazy jump up.

In the evening, after taking a bath, Lin Xiaomi threw himself on the bed and finally calmed down.

She really can't stand such a lively scene. Wang Rui's face is stiff with laughter.

Mingming may be furious in his heart, and he has to maintain a smiling face in front of the camera. Lin Xiaomi feels tired just thinking about it.

She doesn't like such a grand and luxurious wedding. It's just like a show, a wedding held for the dreams in fairy tales expected by others.

Wedding as long as it is in the blessing of relatives and friends is enough.

She doesn't want to perform for anyone. She just wants to be happy.

Leng Yihuang took a bath and lay down beside her, holding her soft earlobe and said, ”when the baby is born, we will have a wedding. I still owe you a wedding.”

Lin Xiaomi was about to fall asleep. Hearing the words, he suddenly opened his eyes and thought he had heard the wrong thing: ”ah? No, it's all my wife's

”What's the matter with my husband and wife? We haven't had a wedding. When the baby is born, let Jun Lin hold his sister to be a flower boy for us. Then our family will travel around the world and take a honeymoon trip.”

Leng Yihuang has always felt sorry for not being able to give Lin Xiaomi a grand wedding.

There is only one time in a woman's life. There should be no woman who doesn't want a luxurious wedding.

But for various reasons, their wedding has not been held for five years.

Lin Xiaomi is affected by Leng Yihuang, imagining the picture and laughing.

”Forget it, you're still on a honeymoon trip. The honeymoon has already passed.”

”Who said, haven't we been on honeymoon all the time?”

Finish saying, turn over abruptly to prop up in her top, thin lip kiss her eyebrow eye: ”we are in honeymoon period all one's life.”

Lin Xiaomi was amused by his childish and touching remarks. They were a little emotional when they were kissing him.

She just wrapped her hands around his neck, and suddenly there was a loud noise outside, which was quite confusing.

”What's the matter?”

Leng Yihuang: ”I'll go and have a look.”

He went out of the bedroom and called a servant: ”what's the matter outside?”

”Young master, the East building is on fire.”

”What's the matter?” The East building is where Leng Shaoyang lives. The fire broke out on the wedding night.

Leng Yihuang is going to have a look, and Lin Xiaomi is going with him.

Let her go back to put on the coat, two people this just walk toward the East Building past, far still can see dazzling fire.

The people in the presidential palace were shocked. Even Leng Aotian and Yin xuerui came out and asked them how they were.

Fortunately, no one was hurt in the end.

Yin xuerui pulls Leng Shaoyang and Wang Rui up and down to make sure they're OK. Then she breathes a sigh of relief: ”what's the matter? How good is it? It's on fire.”

Leng Shaoyang scratched his head: ”it may be a short circuit.”

”Servants, how can the fire spread so much?”