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He had really appeared in front of her.

He had been gone for more than twenty days, and she had missed him so much.

Leng yunchen looked at her with a deep gaze and took her hand. He lowered his head slowly and planted a feather-like kiss on the back of her hand.

That numbing feeling instantly filled her entire body.

“Little MO, you’re finally here.”

Hearing his voice again, Leng Xiaomo’s tears fell like a flood that had broken through a dam, unstoppable.

She lost control.

she knew that she should not cry in front of so many people at this critical moment, but she could not help it.

The more she wanted to stop crying, the more her tears fell.

Leng yunchen lowered his head and gently wiped away her tears with his fingertips. Xiao mo, are you blaming me? ”

Her voice was particularly hoarse and choked. Leng Xiaomo seemed to be unable to care about many things. She sobbed like a little beast, only wanting to hold him tightly.

Her helplessness, nervousness, grievance, longing, and many other emotions were all vented at this moment.

She threw herself into Leng yunchen’s arms, and Leng yunchen hugged her back, holding a bouquet of flowers for her in his hand. He kept his head down and coaxed her gently.

“Little MO! Good luck!”

The people who had come were all relatives and friends. Su Li shouted out, taking the lead to cheer Xiao mo on. In their eyes, Xiao mo was the youngest, their little sister. Although this matter had indeed come suddenly, an accident was a pleasant surprise!

with su li’s shout, Xiao yezi, youyou, and the others below also hurriedly shouted. the others were clapping loudly. seeing this pair of newlyweds tightly embracing each other, the clapping continued.

At the very front, no matter how beautiful Leng Xiaomo was and how she dressed up like a little woman, she still threw herself into Leng yunchen’s arms like a child.

It was as if he was still the brother she had once relied on.

Even if their relationship had changed substantially, their dependence on each other in the past would not change.

Leng yunchen held her in one hand and a bouquet of flowers in the other. He lowered his head to coax her and kissed her forehead from time to time. When he saw them cheering for him, he looked up and smiled helplessly. When he looked at Leng Xiaomo, he felt a little more pampering.

This surprise was probably too big for her.

His appearance had completely shocked her.

And with so many people gathered here today to attend their engagement ceremony, it made her lose control even more.

Perhaps, last night, the truth was,

She might have caused a misunderstanding when she called him.

“Xiao mo, stop crying. Everyone’s watching. Don’t let them laugh at you.” his clean and tidy military uniform was stained with her tears, but he didn’t hurry to wipe them away. instead, he helped her wipe her tears.

It was only then that Leng Xiaomo slowly calmed down. She pulled away from his arms and looked at him with red eyes, then at the people around her.

They quickly passed by, and all of them were familiar faces.

Recalling how embarrassed he had been, Leng Xiaomo immediately lowered his head in embarrassment. His fair and delicate little face was red.

“Little MO, look at me. I have something to say to you.”

Leng yunchen turned her blushing little face around.

Although Leng Xiaomo’s heart was in turmoil, she seemed to have blocked out all her emotions at this moment and looked at him with slightly red eyes.

Her brother was really handsome today.

He was cold and handsome, and his military uniform made her heart flutter and admire him.

Kuai an, PS: Brother nine was a little off topic.(Free) I haven’t been feeling very good recently, and I’m under a lot of pressure. I’m actually particularly afraid that people will ask me to finish it and urge me to finish it. I’ll be worried if you don’t like it or get tired of it. The comments will say that it’s too long and that I’m too slow to read. Some people write a book for several years and it’s nothing, but this one of mine hasn’t even been written for a year. Every time they urge me to finish it, brother nine feels very uncomfortable. I feel that something’s not written well and they’re anxious to finish it. It makes me nervous, but actually, I look very free and easy. But sometimes, my heart is also made of glass. My own writing is like my own child. I know how to grasp the best scale and present the most perfect state, so I still said, ” if you can do it, go ahead.. (Forced smile) ]