Winter Wedding Notes

When Gu Shuyun was twenty-three years old, he followed his family's arrangements and got married. Her ideal type has always been gentle, elegant, mature and steady, but Wen Yi is just the opposite, cold and unruly, unruly, unruly, with slightly sunken eyebrows and wild and tough eyes. Their personalities are very different, and they originally thought that their married life would be nothing more than respecting each other as guests, or living well on their own. That afternoon, Wen Yi came to the Pingtan Hall as usual. Gu Shuyun received a call in the lounge, and her friend prepared a gift to thank her. A friend's voice came over the phone: "Is it convenient to come out now? I won't go in if Mr. Wen is still there." "He likes you." Wen Yi was behind her, his low voice full of danger. Gu Shuyun's heart skipped a beat, and he remained silent for a few seconds before saying, "I don't know." "Tell him you don't like his type." His tone was not tough, but there was a hint of scorn and sarcasm hidden in it. Gu Shuyun laughed: "He and I are just friends. Besides, he doesn't want to express his feelings." She was about to open the door and go out when she was suddenly hugged around the waist, and her whole body fell into a cramped space. Wen Yi's cold eyes flashed with laziness and bad intentions: "Are you sure you want to see him with red and swollen lips?" Before Gu Shuyun could react, he lowered his head and kissed her, his lips and teeth full of aggression and possessiveness. "Do you want to consider liking me?" After a long time, he asked in a low voice: "I'm not elegant and stable, but my kissing skills are very good." Gu Shuyun was restrained in his arms and could not say a word no. In panic, he could only hold his breath and say: "Then think about it." "How long will it take?" "A week?" She felt a little guilty, "How about three days?" "Three days is too long, how about five minutes?" Gu Shuyun raised his eyebrows in surprise, and Wen Yi's warm lips pressed against hers again. "Start the clock now." In order to avoid family marriage, Wen Yi went to stay with his maternal grandparents in Jiangnan for three months. Who would have thought that there would be a multi-year marriage contract in the gentle water town? The cold and ruthless young master Wen looked at it with indifference, intending to escape again. The old man angrily dragged him to a Pingtan Hall. He guessed that he was going on a blind date, so he was picky about everything. Grandpa: "The environment here is very good. I often come here to drink tea and chat." Wen Yi's expression remained calm: "Besides tea, there's nothing interesting about it." The strings sounded and he lazily raised his eyes. On the stage, Gu Shuyun wore a smoky cheongsam, lightly applied pink and white, and her eyebrows were as cold as cloud paintings. The gentle and soft Wu language is sung along with the pipa music, just like the misty rain falling on the river in the misty moonlit river. This unreasonable rain in Jiangnan was the one who got wet. Unexpectedly, after that day, grandpa stopped talking about the engagement and introduced him to a new blind date. Grandpa said calmly: "The engagement is just a verbal promise and can be broken." Wen Yi crossed his long legs and said quietly: "Grandpa, people must be honest." "Why, you are suddenly willing again?" Grandpa paused deliberately, "But now the other party may not agree, and he likes to work hard on his own." He laughed casually: "Would grandpa teach me?" _ Friends heard that Wen Yi had finally returned to Beijing, and they sent a car to pick him up as soon as he got off the plane. Unexpectedly, he was absent-minded all night, his eyelids drooped, looking lazy and sleepy. Friend: "What are you doing? Don't tell me you're jet lagged. It's only two hours from Suzhou." Wen Yi's voice was low: "I want to go home to be with my wife." The friend was shocked: "Accompany... What?" After saying that, Wen Yi stood up straight and left without any regrets. However, within a few minutes he opened the door and came back. The friend sneered: "You don't have to make such an excuse to go out to smoke." Wen Yi raised his eyebrows slightly: "Sorry, I left the marriage certificate here." Friend:! ! ! Brother, are you serious? No, who is outrageous enough to carry their marriage certificate with them! _ Gu Shuyun's life used to be step-by-step and smooth, but at the age of twenty-three, it was full of chaos. Until someone said to her bluntly and boldly - please allow me to enter your world. The sudden heartbeat was like the fireworks that exploded that night, and the strong feeling of being loved made her look forward to marriage. However, on the wedding night, she felt a little regretful. Later, a friend asked her if she was ever dissatisfied with her marriage. Gu Shuyun answered quietly. His friend's loud repeated voice fell into his ears: "Yes? More than once?" Immediately, Wen Yi's expression changed several times. At night, he tried different methods to inquire. "..." Gu Shuyun pulled the quilt: "We agreed to use three, but no more..." [Pingtan Beauty vs. Cultural Relic Restorer] ** "Fair Cold Night" Happy Enemies/Rivals Turned into Lovers The Xi and Yu families are family friends, and their ancestors made a marriage contract. Yu Tinghe and Xi Chaoyue, who grew up as childhood sweethearts, never dealt with them. No one knew that Yu Tinghe had been secretly in love with him for three years in high school. Xi Chaoyue's words "It's impossible to marry her" made Yu Tinghe completely heartbroken. Yu Tinghe was born bright and beautiful, and there was no shortage of peach blossoms around him. But strangely, her relationships rarely lasted. At first she thought they had different personalities, until one day she saw Xi Chaoyue and her boyfriend sitting in a coffee shop. After getting closer, Yu Tinghe heard an unknown chuckle. "... She has been missing for ten and a half days and can't be found. You can tolerate her arrogant and willful temper." "Then she has dreamed of holding weddings in a medieval noble manor since she was a child, regularly holds parties with her friends on private cruises, and allows her to win sky-high price collections at auctions. Can you do this?" The man in front of him tightened his jaw: "What do you mean?" "Isn't it obvious?" Xi Chaoyue said calmly, "It's not suitable for you to break up with her." The man Boran said angrily: "Who are you and why do you care about us?" Xi Chaoyue leaned back on the chair, half lazy but not lazy: "I am her brother." The secret ridicule made Yu Tinghe's face darken, and he stepped forward with a cold gaze. He raised his hand and poured a cup of coffee. - A few months later, family interests were reorganized and the engagement was put on the agenda again. Yu Tinghe was still wearing ski clothes when he was deceived into attending the engagement party. A familiar figure stood in front of the poster, wearing a neatly tailored handmade suit, and his temperament was rare and abstinent. When she turned sideways, she saw a few words that were covered up: Engaged persons——Xi Chaoyue, Yu Tinghe "Xi Chaoyue, since we were all tricked, why not run away together?" "Du?" Xi Chaoyue raised his eyelids and said in a casual tone, "Who allowed you to spread rumors about me?" Yu Tinghe:? ? ? Small Theater At night, the neon lights in the city become more blurred, the heat rises, and the lights cannot hide the humidity and lingering feeling. Before Yu Tinghe could breathe evenly, he kissed her deeply and aggressively. No matter how she shouted to stop, the people in front of her remained indifferent. Finally, Xi Chaoyue's thin lips brushed against the shell of her ear, and his voice was vague and dumb: "Half a year after you received the certificate, you are still calling your name?" Yu Tinghe panted slightly: "Then what do you want to hear?" She smiled seductively on her lips, and her voice was soft and soft, "For example, brother?" Xi Chaoyue's eyebrows jumped:? "But how can my brother sleep with his sister?" With almost no hesitation, Yu Tinghe pulled the quilt hard and kicked the person down mercilessly. Xi Chaoyue:...... ** Intention: Love is destined to meet