Grandpa Fuapos;s Ful

Mrs. Fu, the elderly matriarch, sat in the front row of the guest seats. Since yesterday when her grandson called and invited her to attend the wedding today, a smile had not left her face.,The ceremony complete, before the emcee could announce it, Fu Lingxiao lifted Mu Xing's veil and took her slender waist in his arms, kissing her red lips.,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...。