A month later, Leng Rongrong formally put on the wedding dress, ready to marry Mo Sishao.

    The old man is a person who likes traditional weddings, so when the new couple get married, the old Mohist house is also very traditional, and the two new couples also wear traditional clothes.

    "Rongrong, thank you for helping Qingqing. Thank you very much."

    Li Mulan stood on the side of Leng Rongrong and gave her a glass of water hypocritically. "Rongrong, drink some water. After making up for most of the day, are you tired?"

    Leng Rongrong took a drink from the water cup. Leng Mou looked at himself in the mirror wearing a red wedding dress and Li Mulan with a small three face.

    Li Mulan reaches for Leng Rongrong''s hand, and Leng Rongrong keeps quiet.

    She took a drink with her glass, and her voice was very cold. "Don''t pretend. It''s not my help, it''s you who threaten me. If you have a word, say it. If you have a fart, say it. If you don''t have a fart, go away. "

    "Rongrong --" Li Mulan''s eyes narrowed, and a trace of coldness flashed through her eyes. She knew that the wild girls from the countryside were uneducated and might not be obedient.

    Leng Rongrong went to the sofa and sat down. Suddenly, she felt dizzy.

    Suddenly looked at the hands of the cup, "you - you give me medicine!"

    "How can you be sure you won''t run without taking the medicine?" Li Mulan sneered, "in case you go back, who will marry today?"

    "Mom, what''s up?" Leng Qingqing rushes in from the door. Seeing Leng Rongrong sitting on the sofa, she feels relieved. "Did she drink? Excellent! Now she can''t escape even if she repents, so I''ll have nothing to worry about! "

    Leng Rongrong because agreed to this matter, so there is no defense, for a time, even a little resistance strength.

    Cold eyes looking at Lengqingqing with Li Mulan two people, heart will these two people to remember.

    Fortunately, the marriage object is a disabled, disabled, there should be no way to do anything to her, right?

    Leng Rongrong''s heart flashed a fluke, and then, within a few minutes, she felt her consciousness blurred, and the voices of Li Mulan and her daughter were drifting farther and farther away.

    In midsummer, the night wind brings scorching temperature.

    The old house of Mohism is brightly lit and decorated with colorful lights. From time to time, the music is beaming with joy. Two huge happy words on the gate indicate the great joy in the house of Mohism.

    In the hall, there are many guests, and the feast is full of delicacies.

    On the wedding day, the bride and groom were not toasting in the hall. Instead, the Mohist master and his sons were busy toasting and greeting the guests.

    Even so, you won''t be surprised. After all, the bridegroom Mo Linyuan is said to be disabled. He is still very seriously disabled. He has high paraplegia, and his hands and feet are not easy to move. He doesn''t like to see people on weekdays. I''m afraid he prefers to hide in his room when there are many people.

    At the same time, in a room on the top floor, on the big red wedding bed, lies a woman. Her big red wedding dress and long black hair are in sharp contrast to her white and small face.

    A woman''s eyebrows are tightly closed, and her delicate eyebrows are tightly wrinkled. It seems that she is having a dream that worries her.

    On the side of the big bed, two young men looked at the handsome man in the same red wedding dress on the wheelchair, "young master, do you need us to help you?"

    "Don''t have to, cough --" the man said a word, then tore heart crack lung of cough.

    Two young men, you look at me and I look at you with strange eyes.

    After a while, a young man said, "young master, the old man wants to hold his great grandson. Why don''t you try hard. If it doesn''t work, we can help. "

    Mo Lin Yuan Qi eyebrow, cough of more severe, he rely on the wheelchair weak to swing a hand.

    Two young men see, had to go out respectfully.

    The door with the word "happy" was closed, and the voices of two young domestic helpers outside were heard.

    "Come on, the old man still wants to hold his great grandson. I think Si Shao really wants to toss about once, and his life is gone!"

    "That''s right. If it''s all like this, how can we get married?"

    "That''s not what the old man meant. He knew that his grandson would die soon, and he liked him so much that he wanted him to stay behind."

    "Puff -"

    "what are you laughing at?"

    "You said four little legs are useless and hands are broken. Is that still useful?"

    "That''s true. It''s long since been abandoned. It''s strange that it can be born."

    The voices of the two domestic helpers faded and then disappeared.

    In the big red room, Mo Linyuan''s thin lips on the wheelchair raised a cold smile. He got up slowly from the wheelchair and walked towards the bed.

    The woman on the wedding bed is very beautiful. She has a small face. Her skin is as white as jade. Her facial features are extremely delicate. Her eyelashes are very long, casting a feather like shadow.

    A pale hand on the woman''s cheek, gently across the face, and finally pinched in the woman''s neck, Mo Linyuan voice low asked: "for Mohist money, or to be someone else''s spy, so take the initiative to ask to marry a disabled?"Put a little force on your hand.

    In her sleep, Leng Rongrong seems to have entered the deep sea, struggling fiercely.

    It''s OK not to struggle, but this struggle completely angered Mo Linyuan. Leng Rongrong was fierce and hit Mo Linyuan''s body in his sleep.

    "How dare you hit me?" Mo Linyuan looks at Leng Rongrong interestingly with a slight eyebrow. "It''s what they cultivate! This skill... "

    Such as deep beautiful eyes in the cold burst, a turn over will be on the bed, pressure in the top of Leng Rongrong.

    "Well, since I''m here to be my wife, I''m not welcome."

    -

    "don''t --"

    Leng Rongrong woke up in the morning.

    Open your eyes is a piece of red, red candle, red happy word, red quilt

    Is it a dream?

    It''s still true!

    Suddenly a shock scalp numbness, Leng Rongrong thought of last night''s dream, she lay in bed, and then a man in red wedding dress on her bed, also on her.

    She was tossed very hard, everything seems like a dream, and it seems to be real.

    Leng Rongrong motionless thinking for a moment, moved his legs, feel very soft and sour.

    No

    She didn''t really have a relationship yesterday, did she?

    No way!

    Isn''t Mohist Sishao a cripple? The kind of high paraplegia, he still has the ability to have sex with women?

    I vaguely remember that man seemed to be strong and strong with great strength.

    It''s a dream. How can waste four little have a relationship with her!

    Leng Rongrong swallowed a mouthful of saliva, a side head, soul son almost scared to fly, her pillow side has a face, open a pair of innocent eyes are looking at her.

    "Who the hell are you?"

    With a curse, Mo Linyuan was kicked by Leng Rongrong, and directly kicked to the ground.

    Mo Linyuan

    Leng Rongrong''s heart beat violently. She covered her chest for a long time.

    Lying trough, lying on the wedding bed, sleeping with her, shouldn''t it be the disabled four little mo Linyuan?

    It''s said that he is not only disabled, but also very weak. He can cough half to death if he says a few words. Shouldn''t she kick people directly to the hell palace?