Fu Lingxiao had been waiting on the altar for a long time. Seeing them gradually approach, he strode forward to greet them.,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...,The intoxicating passion of their wedding night permeated the master bedroom on the second floor.。