The heroine has the top beauty in the novel.

The process of love is the process of abuse. Where there is self-abuse, there is abuse. Anyway, there is no abuse and unhappiness. It's like pepper in Sichuan cuisine, but not everyone can enjoy it.

Chapter summary

Eight years ago, at their luxurious century wedding, the officiant asked him if he would like to marry thick fog. When he was dependent on her for life and death, he raised his mouth and faintly spit out the word "I don't want to". Isn't that him?

The fog is very thick, wearing a diamond wedding dress worth 50 million, making a diamond joke.

His appearance hasn't changed at all. His face is cold and hard, not handsome in the traditional sense. Even after eight years of dense fog, he still wants to say this.

It's just that although you refuse to admit that he is handsome, you just can't control your eyes and always want to see him.

Watch for a lifetime.

Seeing him coming to himself, his toes in high heels hidden in the thick fog curled up nervously, just like eight years ago.

"When did you come back?" Mourning smiled.

When I watched Gone with the Wind in the thick fog, I kept thinking that ten beautiful men like Ashley were not as lethal as Captain Butler's sarcastic smile.

Morning has such a temperament. No matter what expression he makes, Fog thinks he is laughing at himself, but you still think he smiles really well and forgets to be angry.

In eight years, this skill of his body has been upgraded to the master level of Sanhua, and it is a waste not to open sects.