Grandpa Fuapos;s Ful

Fu Lingxiao stood there silently, watching, waiting for his bride.,She was walking towards him in a wedding dress he had designed himself, and she was smiling.,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."。