Fu Lingxiao and Mu Xing looked deeply into each other's eyes, and simultaneously said: "I am willing, to the death!",The box was opened, and a beam of light swept across it.,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."。