Chapter 1843: Xiao Mo, marry me (9)

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He left for more than twenty days, how much she missed him.
Leng Yunchen looked at her deeply, took her hand, and slowly lowered his head himself, and fell down like a feather on the back of her hand (kiss wen).
The numb feeling filled her body instantly.
"Mo, you are finally here."
"brother……"
Hearing his voice again, Leng Xiaomo's tears fell after a brush, as if the flood broke through the dam, no matter how it could be stopped.
She lost control.
She knew that she shouldn't cry in front of so many people at this critical time, but she couldn't help it.
The more I think about not crying, the more fierce my tears fall.
Leng Yunchen lowered his head and gently wiped her tears with his fingers, "Xiao Mo, are you blaming me?"
"brother……"
With that particularly hoarse choking, Leng Xiaomo seemed to be unable to care about many things anymore, she sobbed like a beast, just wanting to hold him tightly.
Her helplessness, tension, grievances, misses, too many emotions, all vented at this time.
She plunged into Leng Yunchen's arms, and Leng Yunchen also hugged her back, holding a bouquet for her in his hand, and coaxing her softly and gently all the time.
"Mo! Come on!"
Those who came were all relatives and friends. Su Li shouted and took the lead to cheer up Xiao Mo. In their eyes, Xiao Mo was the youngest and their sister. Although this incident did come suddenly, an accident was a surprise!
With this call from Su Li, Xiao Ye Zi and Youyou below also screamed quickly, while the others clapped loudly, watching the couple embracing tightly, and the applause continued.
At the forefront, Leng Xiaomo, no matter how beautiful and dressed up as a little woman, still threw herself in Leng Yunchen's arms like a child.
It seemed, as if it was once, the brother she relied on.
Even if the (guan) system (fafa) undergoes substantial (substantial xg) changes, the former dependence will not change.
Leng Yunchen held her in one hand and a bouquet in the other, bowed his head to coax her, and kissed her on the forehead from time to time. Seeing them cheering from the bottom, he also looked up and smiled helplessly. .
When looking at Leng Xiaomo, there was a little bit more petting in my heart.
It is estimated that this surprise is too big for her.
His appearance completely surprised her.
And so many people gathered here today to participate in their engagement ceremony, it made her lose control.
Maybe, last night, in fact...
When she called herself, she might have caused a little misunderstanding.
"Xiao Mo, stop crying, everyone is watching, don't let them laugh." (gangan)'s neat and tidy military uniform, stained with her tears, but he did not rush to wipe, but was helping She wiped her tears.
Only then did Leng Xiaomo slowly ease over, pulling away from his arms, looking at him with red eyes, and glanced at the people around him.
After a hurried passing, all the familiar faces turned out to be.
Leng Xiaomo thought about his embarrassment just now, and suddenly lowered his head in embarrassment, his delicate and fair face was red.
"Mo, look at me, I have something to tell you."
Leng Yunchen turned her flushed little face.
Although Leng Xiaomo's heart was tangled and fluctuating, at this time, she seemed to have shielded all those emotions and looked at him with reddish eyes.
Her brother is really handsome today.
Cold and pressing, handsome and clear, a military uniform made her feel violent and admired her.
[Ann, s: Brother Nine is a bit off-topic (no charge). Recently, my heart is not very beautiful, and the pressure is huge. I am actually very afraid that someone will ask to end it. I will be worried about it. I will worry if you don’t like it. It’s too long and I think I can really give up the ink. Someone wrote a book for several years and it didn’t make much difference. I didn’t write this book for a year. Every time I urged it to end, Brother Nine was very uncomfortable. I feel like I didn’t write well, and I was anxious to let me finish. I panicked. In fact, I looked at me freely (tuo), but sometimes I have a glass heart. My own writing is like my own child. Know how to grasp the best scale to present the most perfect state, so it is still the same sentence, you do it. (Reluctantly (qiang) smile)]