He Ming held Mu Xing's hand and looked at Fu Lingxiao solemnly, "Xing'er is my treasure. Today, I entrust my treasure to you. You must love her well and cherish her.",Mu Xing's intricate and luxurious wedding gown had already been removed.,Fu Lingxiao pinched her slender waist, gently pressing her onto the bed. He leaned in close to her tender, rosy lips and didn't rush to kiss her. His voice was low and hoarse as he said, "Mrs. Fu, happy wedding."。
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