When Qingqing woke up, the pear-wood bed was gone, and a woman in floral cotton-padded clothes, calling herself A Niang, hugged her and cried. She changed from a prime minister's lady to a farmer's daughter? But everything is so different.
Everyone said that the daughter of the captain of the Hongmiao production team fell into the water and her temperament changed drastically when she woke up. Her originally fierce temper was now as soft as a puddle of water, and her eyes almost melted as she blinked.
It's really a bargain for that kid from the Jing family, even though he's not of good background, he can get into such a good marriage.
Jing Huan walked on the road carrying a hoe and pretended not to hear anything. Anyway, she threatened to break off the engagement with him, and it was none of his business no matter how she changed.
It was a vicious day, and sweat dripped from the man's hoeing arms. Qingqing was watching under the shade of the tree, and suddenly ran forward and shouted softly: "Brother Heng, are you my future husband?"
Before she finished speaking, a big hand covered the little girl's mouth. Jing Heng looked around and said in a low voice, "Are you going to die?" Although that incident has passed, it is still fatal to hear this old name.
Looking down and seeing her tear-filled look, Jing Heng remained silent. The marriage has not been dissolved yet, so help her again.
Unexpectedly, I fell into a trap completely while helping.
"What is this?" Qingqing asked confusedly, holding a small coat from the Shanghai Women brand. It didn't look like a bellyband at all, so how could she wear it? Jing Heng felt that this woman was sent by God to torture him.
Intention: Thousands of years apart can't stop me from loving you
