A famous welcome hotel in City A specializes in VIP leadership.

On the wedding day, the hotel was booked all three floors inside and outside by the Huo family.

In the lobby, there was joy and the balloon circles were dancing in the air, colorful and beautiful.

At night, the guests had already arrived in groups of three or three. Zhao Mingye pointed in the lobby and told the waiters to pay attention to the details.

All the Huo family members were present. In addition to Huo Xingtao in the military camp, Huo Xingyan, who was like a flying man in the air...

Feng Mi wore a champagne-colored knee-length skirt, a one-shoulder design, and a pearl accessories were embedded on it, which made her figure look even more petite and delicate, with crystal clear skin.

Of course, if it weren't for Mr. Bai's repeated instructions, Feng Mi would just want to wear her body casually and she would be there.

She had been wandering in the lobby for a long time and had already attracted a lot of attention. Some waiters even pointed at her and whispered, thinking that she was the bride today.

At the entrance of the hotel, a huge wedding photo was placed there.

The man in the photo has unruly eyebrows and eyes, and his whole body is filled with wild and unwillingness to be tamed, and all his brown hair is combed behind his head.

The woman in the photo is wearing a big wedding dress, a breast-wrapped design, exquisite makeup, and a slender and moderate figure.

The man in a black suit hugged the woman, and he clearly stared at her eyes, but he revealed a hint of weirdness and impatience.

Just from this wedding photo, you can see the reluctance of the parties involved.

Tong Jiayuan and Huo Rufeng? She was obviously reluctant, but why did she agree?

Many questions circling in my mind, Feng Mi stood at the door, around her, people coming and going.

These days in City A happen to be the moldy and rainy season. The sky is gray and gloomy, as if there is no trace of blue.

It had just rained lightly and the ground was still a little wet.

The wind blew, blowing the bun that was hovering behind her head, and a strand of hair drilled out from behind her ears. Feng Mi was about to reach out and hook her hand behind her ears, a teasing male voice was already ringing, accompanied by the hand that was stretched out from when.

"It smells so fragrant, beautiful women are as beautiful as jade. How can you say that!" The hair was grabbed in the hand, and a neatly combed head stretched over, lowered its head, and sniffed the fragrance between the hair.

When he was openly teased, Feng Miyuan wanted to have an attack. When his eyes touched the person's face, he sneered on the corner of his lips, "As the protagonist of today's wedding, he teased your wife's cousin here, don't Mr. Huo feel that it's inappropriate?"

The person with a neat and shiny head shape on the opposite side is Huo Rufeng.

She was wearing a straight black suit, white bow, and a light makeup on her face. She looked like a human.

But as he watched the man grab her hair and twist it in his hand and sniff it gently, Feng Mi's stomach felt a sense of disgust.

Thinking of Tong Jiayuan's about to marry this person, I suddenly felt that what the saying on the Internet is saying?

"Oh~~~~" With a long tail sound, Huo Rufeng let go of his hand, squinted the evil eyes and picked Feng Mi, with a turbidity in his eyes, which was the consequence of excessive indulgence. "I didn't expect that Tong Jiayuan actually had a cousin with such a sign. This was a fish that missed the net!" Huo Rufeng smiled treacherously while touching his chin.

This was at the entrance of the hotel. Feng Mi didn't expect that this person would be so bold. She thought she would be used to it before.

only--

"Huo Rufeng, you are very brave to think about me!"

He hooked his hair behind his ears, Feng Mi wiped his hands on his dress with disgust, "However, I should give this sentence to Mr. Huo intact!"

She deliberately bit the word "Young Master" seriously. No one knows that the Huo family only has the eldest and fourth young masters, and Mr. Huo doesn't look down on Huo Rufeng at all.

Not to mention his background, even when he got married today, his mother, as a little love-skinned man, could not be present.

Some things can be thrown away at home, and thrown out outside, which will make outside laugh.

"You--" Huo Rufeng's most taboo thing is his life experience. In the upper class, his background is often a thorn in the eyes of people. Moreover, today is obviously his wedding, but even his mother cannot attend.

"What are you--"

Feng Mi sneered and glanced at the latter, raised her chin, and said disdainfully: "Don't think that if you wear human skin, you will forget your nature. You should know the difference between humans and wild animals, but it's just a human skin. Dress up,"

She picked him, swept up and down, then walked away with her feet.

"It's all!"

With his tender lips turned and he was quarreling with others, Feng Mi has never lost.

"You-" Feng Mi had already turned around and entered the lobby despite Huo Rufeng's jumping behind her.

Compared with Tong Jiayuan and Huo Rufeng, Feng Mi instantly felt that this pair was really good!

However, a hint of loss surged in her heart. She would not admit that she was standing at the door just now, looking forward to seeing the figure of that person. It seemed that she hadn't seen it in half a month.

Walking through the lobby and up the stairs, Feng Mi just wanted to find a lounge to rest.

There are many rooms on the second floor, and the bride dressing room is here. The stylist and clothing designers include the wedding team. They hired a well-known team in China, so naturally they all have their own rooms.

The bride dressing room is the fourth innermost room on the right side of the corridor, while the lounge is in the innermost room.

There is a fragrance lingering in the air, which can easily deceive the mind.

Feng Mi walked away, and there were not many people in the corridor.

As soon as I raised my eyes, I saw a figure squirting out of the bride's dressing room in a panic and almost bumped into her who was coming towards me.

Holding the visitor, Feng Mi saw that she was Tong Jiayuan's personal servant, Qingqing.

"What's wrong, it's rash!" Feng Mi deliberately frightened her face.

Qingqing was as brave as her name, and she was very brave. When she saw Feng Mi, she subconsciously lowered her head, "I'm sorry, Miss Feng, I didn't mean it!" She was holding something behind her hands.

His eyes slid quietly behind her, and Feng Mi asked, "What are you holding in your hand?"

"Uh, this," Qingqing subconsciously raised her eyes and glanced at Feng Mi carefully, "...This is what our lady told me to take it out. Miss Feng, this, I..."

Thinking that this girl wouldn't steal anything, Feng Mi turned to ask, "Tong Jiayuan, have you put on makeup and changed into clothes?"

The door of the bride's dressing room was closed and there was no movement inside. Of course, Feng Mi would not bring shame to herself.

"Well, the lady has changed her clothes!" Qingqing nodded, looking blankly.

"Okay, you go down and work hard!" There was a sentence, and he answered tremblingly.

Seeing Qingqing streaking away like a little rabbit, Feng Mi couldn't help but raise her hand to stroke her cheek and asked herself: Is she so scary?

In the innermost lounge, sealed Mi pushed the door open.

The temporary lounge and the magnificent room were decorated. She touched her forehead with some discomfort and sat on the sofa for a nap.

After sleeping for about half an hour, I felt a little uncomfortable in my bladder and my physiological system was clamoring for discharge.

Feng Mi went into the inner room to use the toilet. The toilet inside happened to be under maintenance. She couldn't bear it anymore. Thinking that the toilet room next door was the toilet, she pushed open the door and went out and went to the toilet.

The corridor was very quiet. After rubbing his headache-torn forehead, Feng Mi was about to go for another beauty sleep.

"Knock--" But there was a very subtle sound that came into my ears.

Feng Mi turned her eyes and found that it was the room opposite her. The door was not locked and there was a small crack.

Someone? This thought flashed into his mind and became more curious.

The two innermost rooms are lounges for guests to take temporary rest, including the upper floor.

The corridor is covered with luxurious red carpets. Although it is daytime, the faint light of the wall lights still makes the wall yellow.

With his footsteps, Feng Mi walked over carefully, opened a small gap, and followed the gap and penetrated it.

When the scene played inside reflected from the black and white pupils, Feng Mi quickly covered her lips to prevent the scream from overflowing from the lips.

But even so, her eyes were still wide open, and she looked at the scene inside in disbelief.

The woman was wearing a wedding dress that symbolized white, and her big skirt was swaying and dragging to the ground. Her makeup was exquisite and her charming face was full of a gorgeous smile.

But at this moment, the arms wearing white lace gloves were tightly wrapped around a man's neck, wrapping around the latter like a water snake.

The hugs and lingering, the two hugged each other and kissed each other, as if there was a sound of saliva, and the sound of "sizzling" in the air. Such a hot kiss, the few air in the room that was almost burning was burning.

A man with a strong and slender body in black clothes and black pants, holding the woman in his arms with one hand, and had already passed through the woman's chest with the other hand, holding the softness of the side. His figure was close to the latter and moved symbolically a few times, with wild factors spreading wildly in the air.

From Feng Mi's perspective, you can only see the back of the man's head that was cut into a buzz cut, while the woman's eyes, which were closed and enthusiastic, and her eyes were filled with enthusiasm.

Tong Jiayuan? Affair?

These words entered Feng Mi's mind and could no longer be pulled out.

Who would have thought that the bride-to-be who should have been in the bride's lounge would kiss a man in the temporary lounge, and she was pregnant.

Feng Mi knows about Tong Jiayuan's old stories, including her old love, and also knows that she is keen on wandering among men of all kinds in exchange for her benefits.

But, I could not think of it that she was so bold that she was so bold that she was before the wedding...

There were so many guests below, but the doors were not closed. If someone saw them, the Huo family and the Bai family would almost lose face.

"Dear," soon after the kiss was over, a sweet and greasy sound rang out in the inner room.

Tong Jiayuan's two arms were still tangled behind the man's neck, pressed against the man's body, and instantly turned into a little bird's support, "Do you know, I miss you so much!"
Chapter completed!