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.,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.",After the words fell, Fu Lingxiao lowered his head and deeply kissed Mu Xing's red lips.。