The wind chimes of memories (33)

Han yichu took a deep breath."Brother, are you done?"

Huang Luoxiu tied up his sleeves again. He had to admit that han yichu was a first-class beauty. Even after being beaten up by him, she still looked elegant.

No wonder his sister was so devoted to him.

"I know a little about the past between you and qingwu. I've let it go because qingwu likes you. But don't let me find out that you've hurt her again."

"I'd rather hurt myself than qingwu," han yichu said seriously."She's more important than my life."

"I hope you remember your words."

"I know it in my heart."

Only the two of them knew about this little interlude. No one else knew about it, not even Huang qingwu.

Han yichu was still an elegant person on the surface.

Huang qingwu and han yichu's wedding date was also set in the spring when the flowers bloomed.

Huang qingwu and han yichu began to prepare for this day.

The two of them were looking forward to it.