Slag Gong really smells good after the divorce

When Yi Wulan took a shower and came out, Sheng Ling had already left.

The lunch boxes on the coffee table had been packed away by Sheng Ling, and even the surface of the glass coffee table was polished.

Yi Wulan curled his lips and smiled, the invitation Sheng Ling got was specially made by Yi Wulan.

With his ability, it is really easy to imitate an invitation card. He can make the invitation card exactly the same from the color to the writing pattern inside, except for changing the name.

Originally, Yi Wulan didn't want to play such a big game, but couldn't bear Li Fugui's encouragement.

When he came back from the hot spring, Li Fugui made indirect remarks every day, trying to find out who Yi Wulan wanted to bring with him for the invitation, and whether it was someone Yi Wulan hid abroad.

Yi Wulan denied it repeatedly, and finally got impatient, so she had to say that she was teasing Sheng Ling.

When Sheng Ling took it apart, he could see that the name on it was not Yi Wulan.

It is estimated that after Sheng Ling knew that he was being teased, he would still go to the wedding. With Sheng Ling's wealth and wealth, the gift to Li Fugui would not be light.

Wool does not pluck and white does not pluck.

Li Fugui was stunned when he heard this, and immediately said sharply: "Teasing him, Lan'er, do you still have interest in him?"

Yi Wulan turned the pen in his hand: "I don't know."

He really doesn't know.

Li Fugui: "No, what do you mean, you don't know if you have any thoughts about him? Why is Sheng Ling, although he is better than Shu Linqing, but, but, but,"

But after a long time, not a word came out.

He also saw Sheng Ling's style, and he only had Yi Wulan in his eyes the whole time, but who can guarantee that what he sees is true?

What's more, Li Fugui felt sorry for Yi Wulan for a long time.

It's so hard to hear the name.

"Well," Yi Wulan said calmly, "I really don't know, he has changed a lot now."

Pretty fun.

Li Fugui made a decision: "That's it, it's a joke, why don't you just change the name on the invitation, and play big if you want to play!"

"I didn't see what happened to Sheng Ling now, but I really want to see what he's going to do."

Li Fugui really felt sorry for Yi Wulan in those few years.

Yi Wulan put down his pen, and cut a flower outside the window: "No need, I just tease him, and let him give you a gift by the way, Fugui, this is your wedding with sister-in-law, so you are not afraid that sister-in-law will beat you."

Li Fugui immediately said: "Your sister-in-law won't beat me. I mentioned this to her a few times. She wants to beat Shengling even more than I do."

A woman's laughter and Li Fugui's ouch came from nearby.

The phone was transferred to another person, and the female voice said with a smile, "Wulan, don't worry about it. You know that Fugui and I got married. It's fun. Anyway, I support Fugui's proposal."

"Hey, what's more, Fugui said that you don't want to be the best man. I was quite disappointed when I heard that Fugui had a friend like you, and he still didn't want to be the best man."

Yi Wulan smiled helplessly: "Sister-in-law, after all, I am,"

After all, she was divorced.

The woman interrupted: "There is nothing to do after all. I will send you the dress. If it is bigger or smaller, I will order it. There is still time. The best man position will always be reserved for you."

The phone was hung up quickly, obviously not to give Yi Wulan a chance to refuse.

After hanging up the phone, Li Fugui frantically poked on WeChat again, and said that he could make an invitation card for Yi Wulan in friendship, dedicated to Yi Wulan's teasing Sheng Ling.

Li Fugui poked for three days in a row, yelling loudly in Yi Wulan's ear every day.

Knowing that Yi Wulan might blackmail him, Li Fugui still used his partner's WeChat ID.

Yi Wulan: ...

Yi Wulan was so disturbed by the poking that he even began to think that Li Fugui's suggestion was not bad.

In the end, he replied: "No need, I'll find someone to make a new copy of your invitation, and it won't take long."

Anyway, idle is idle.

Yi Wulan did not do exactly the same thing when he redid the invitation, the outer seal remained the same, but the pattern inside was changed, and then he added his own name. a foreign name.

There happened to be a flower at hand, so Yi Wulan picked a few petals and pressed them in.

Well, it's more in line with my own style.

Sheng Ling took the invitation back to the villa.

I don't know how I got through the journey, my heart was choked and hurt.

When passing by the river, Sheng Ling walked over as if lost his soul, and walked around.

Yi Wulan used to sketch here, and Sheng Ling accompanied her a few times.

Sheng Ling strolled around, and then went to Manjiang City. The two often ate at several restaurants in Jiangcheng, all in the alleys, and the small courtyard where Yi Wulan used to live.

There were people chatting in the shade in the alley. He often came here, and bought candy for the children here last winter solstice. Many people knew him, and knew that he knew Wulan, the grown-up grandson of the Yi family.

The aunt knocked on the sunflower seeds and called to him: "Oh, brother, come here, come here, have some peanut candy."

Sheng Ling paused, and walked over.

Someone stuffed a handful of peanut candies into his hand: "Why are you here so late today?"

Sheng Ling squeezed the peanut candy, raised his eyes to look at the moonlight, and said in a low voice, "The moonlight is good, I came for a walk."

Yi Wulan lived here when she was young, maybe more than ten years ago, she also stood in this place, holding a handful of peanut candy, watching the moon.

A child ran over and knocked down the melon seed plate, and the adults hurried over to help: "You are careless, you don't know how to look when you walk, look at the calmness of others, and you don't imitate it."

The man turned his head, looked again, and saw that Sheng Ling was gone.

It was already late at night when we returned to Nanhua Road.

Sheng Ling put the invitation on the table and didn't open it for a long time.

The festive red looks garish.

In the end, it was opened, and when it saw Yi Wulan's name, it caught my breath.

The smoke was lit, and the blue mist rose slightly. Sheng Ling asked himself that he was not addicted to tobacco and alcohol, but sometimes these things can really help a little.

Just thinking about Yi Wulan calling someone else's husband in the future, Sheng Ling felt that his entire heart was being rubbed in his hands, and his whole body seemed to be roasted and then put in ice water.

I definitely couldn't sleep, so I swallowed sleeping pills and managed to fall asleep.

Yi Wulan is always in the dream.

Wearing a silk wine red shirt, sitting by the window and asked him: "Aren't you happy that I'm getting married?"

He also said: "Sheng Ling, please be happy, I am happy today, and I don't want to see someone's dejected face."

Sheng Ling crazily restrained his desire to go forward and hug him, his throat was dry, and he forced out a smile: "Happy."

"Wulan, if you are happy, I will be happy."

As long as you let me go east, I will never go west.

The door opened, and a man with a blurred face stepped forward to hug Yi Wulan.

Yi Wulan raised his head, the two of them clasped hands, the rings knocked together, and the man kissed Yi Wulan's neck.

Sheng Ling squeezed his palm tightly and watched the two leave.

I woke up suddenly, when I woke up, it was only early morning.

Just slept for more than three hours.

Sheng Ling looked at Xi Wei Chenguang.

He can't do it, just give up, he can't do it.

He quickly dialed a number, and the person on the other end of the line just got up to prepare for morning exercise, when he received the call, he was stunned: "Brother Ling?"

Sheng Ling: "Do you have time next weekend?"

That person: "There must be. I've been really free recently."

Sheng Ling said in a deep voice, "Call Dabai, Dongzi and the others. It doesn't take too many, just five people. Do me a favor."

The man responded immediately: "No problem, but Dabai recently went to the investigation department, I don't know if I have time, forget it, I will ask him when the time comes."

"Brother Ling, it's rare to call us all, what are you going to do?"

doing what?

Sheng Ling's eyes sank: "Help me get married."

"What?!! You want to snatch a marriage!"

The morning exercisers around subconsciously looked over.

The man quickly walked into the woods: "Aren't you lying to me? What marriage are you robbing, no, who are you robbing? Who needs you to rob!"

Sheng Ling leaned against the head of the bed, casually put out the cigarette in his hand: "Well, are you coming?"

The person over there choked up: "Come on! Sure, what kind of car will we drive there, Bugatti Veyron or Ferrari?"

Sheng Ling didn't listen to the nagging of the people over there: "It's dead."

There are quite a few brothers like him, some have been under Sheng Ling, and some have worked with Sheng Ling, but in the past Sheng Ling always kept work and life very separate, and didn't have too many personal relationships with others.

That is to say, in the past few years, Sheng Ling has become less lonely, and a group of people have gathered around him again.

He wants to marry.

It's not about forcing Yi Wulan, Sheng Ling thought, he just thought, he couldn't help but want to do everything he could.

I will do everything, but I hope it will or not, the right to choose will always be Yi Wulan.

Li Fugui delivered the dress over the next day. It was made according to Yi Wulan's size some time ago. The workmanship was extremely exquisite, and it seemed that it had been prepared long ago.

Yi Wulan's heart warmed, and she tried it on her upper body.

Then I found that the waist was tight.

During this period of time, he was fed by Sheng Ling in various ways, and he actually gained more than a finger's waistline.

Yi Wulan: ...

He immediately sent a message to Sheng Ling.

"Only vegetables today."

Sheng Ling replied quickly: "You don't want to eat sweet and sour pork?"

Yi Wulan: "Don't eat."

What to eat, and the best man suit is absolutely impossible to wear.

Looking at the workmanship of this dress, there must be no time to order another one. Yi Wulan will be the only best man who can't wear clothes because he eats too much, and he is still half a person in the fashion industry.

It's embarrassing to think about it.

And there are quite a few internet celebrities on the scene, he is quite popular now, if someone has nothing to do to take a photo and post it...

Although Yi Wulan didn't care too much about what unexpected people thought of him, he didn't want to because of this reason.

Therefore, he said firmly: "I don't need to deliver food this week, I am not at home often because I have something to do."

In a week, there is still time.

Sheng Ling narrowed his eyes: "Today's lunch is ready, shall I bring it here?"

Yi Wulan thought for a while: "Okay."

Sheng Ling arrived on time, opened the lunch box, and there were still a few pieces of sweet and sour pork ribs inside.

Shengling Wensheng: "Xiaomanlou just made it, so it's a waste if you don't eat it. I ate half of the plate, and I really can't eat it."

Yi Wulan put down the paintbrush in his hand and shook his hand: "Is there anything else you can't finish?"

Sheng Ling's appetite is not small.

Sheng Ling: "A little tired."

Only Yi Wulan can eat a whole plate of sweet and sour food without getting greasy.

Yi Wulan ate with chopsticks, still thinking about the unfinished picture, so she ate a little too fast.

Sheng Ling poured him a glass of warm water, looked out the window, there were not many flowers on the balcony, probably because Yi Wulan didn't plan to stay here for a long time.

This can also be seen from the decoration of the room, Yi Wulan didn't put much thought into it.

There is a light scent of roses in the air.

Sheng Ling looked at Yi Wulan who was beside the table, and there was a barrenness in the chaos, and this color was unique to him.

Rong Hui sent him out of Sheng Zhai some time ago, and looked at him: "Zai Zai, you have softened a lot in recent years, which is a good thing."

Some friends also joked that he has a human touch.

What is human taste?

Sheng Ling looked at Yi Wulan, and a smile followed his heart.

The author has something to say: Chirp! ~

Thanks to the little angels who threw mines: Yin Xuanche and Duan Ming; (raised high today)

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