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Chapter 397 Swing (1)

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    The scorching summer saved the people of the land of Guangdong and Hong Kong. It seemed that overnight, the "magic boy" who landed without warning was suddenly conquered by the god of nature.

    Entering June, the virus is gradually disappearing, good news is constantly spreading on the news, and the tension on people's faces is gradually replaced by relaxation.

    The new house that Bei Zhongzhong and Lei Li gave to their son and daughter-in-law has large French windows, from which you can see the sea.

    Today is the weekend, and Pei Yiming is never at home on weekends.

    Yu Xiaosi was extremely bored by herself, she sat lazily on the sofa in a daze.  Sunshine came in through the floor-to-ceiling windows, and she suddenly had a whim, and ran into the cloakroom to take out her wedding dress.

    Yu Xiaosi put the box on the ground, and carefully took out her gorgeous and elegant wedding dress that had not been shown to everyone.  She caressed the wedding dress, thinking in her heart when her wedding would restart

    During this time, Bei Yiming returned day and night.  Due to the impact of the epidemic, the development speed of his new store has lagged significantly, and the huge work pressure has caused the smile to disappear from Bei Yiming's face.

    Yu Xiaosi is a petty bourgeois woman with no ambition. She prefers a slow-paced and comfortable life.  She also doesn't like Bei Yiming's wholehearted struggle. In her opinion, he is too much.

    Even though she has obtained a marriage certificate, her mother will still give her pocket money for her daughter to go to the theater, watch exhibitions, drink coffee, and learn flower arranging.

    Yu Xiaosi is such a well-loved woman who has no material pressure or desire. The happy life she longs for is only lacking the company of her husband.

    The clock passed ten o'clock in the evening, and Bei Yiming returned home¡ªan hour earlier than yesterday.

    Bei Yiming looked very excited. While calling Yu Xiaosi's name, he sat on the sofa and shouted: "You can't believe it! Xiaoyu is in love!"

    Yu Xiaosi, who was lying in the bedroom making a facial mask, heard Bei Yiming's call and got up from the bed. As soon as she walked into the living room, she saw Bei Yiming sitting on her beloved wedding dress.

    Yu Xiaosi covered the mask and shouted: "Oh!!! Get up! You are pressing my clothes!"

    Bei Yiming reached out and pulled off the tie.  He was not on the same channel as Yu Xiaosi at all. He grabbed Yu Xiaosi's shoulder and said, "Did you hear that? I said Yang Heyu is in love!"

    Yu Xiaosi threw aside Bei Yiming's suit on her wedding dress angrily, and she muttered, "I hate it! I haven't worn this wedding dress once!"

    Bei Yiming's excitement was unacceptable, he looked discouraged at Yu Xiaosi who was fiddling with the wedding dress, and sighed silently.

    Yu Xiaosi finally put the wedding dress into the box, and she carried the box back to the cloakroom before running back to the living room and asking, "What are you talking about?"

    Bei Yiming closed his eyes and rested his head on the top of the sofa, his face was extremely calm, only the tight corners of his lips revealed his inner displeasure.

    Seeing him like this, Yu Xiaosi sat down next to him and said, "I heard it! Yang Heyu is in love!"

    "Why are you still asking?" Bei Yiming replied in a cold voice with his eyes still closed.

    "Who asked you to sit on my wedding dress?! I haven't worn that dress once, and I love it." Yu Xiaosi pouted resolutely, shaking Bei Yiming's arm and clamoring: "I don't even  You're not unhappy, why are you still unhappy? I didn't even ask you to apologize to me. "

    "I'm sorry!" Bei Yiming's eyes widened, and he couldn't help it anymore, he roared: "Tying with that torn wedding dress all day long, are you too busy to grow hair?!" (Remember this site's website: www.  hlnovel.com
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