Grandpa Fuapos;s Ful

Fu Lingxiao took out the crown and inserted it into Mu Xingpan's raised hair, putting a veil over her head. He bent his arm slightly and said softly: "Let's go, my most beautiful bride.",Fu Lingxiao stood there silently, watching, waiting for his bride.,Suddenly, a coolness slid into her lips. Mu Xing's heart skipped a beat, reaching out to touch the man's damp cheek, wiping away his tears with her fingertips...。