Of course, Cao Zhehua did not leave immediately. No one knew better than him that the life experience hidden in the small box would make Ruth feel hurt.

The master, who has always regarded as a relative, turned out to be her father. He has been with him for twenty years, but never called him father. Now that he knows, he has no such opportunity.

This kind of pain is not something that ordinary people can bear. At that time, Tiande once planned to hide this secret for the rest of his life, but Cao Zhehua still advised him not to do this. Even if both parents die, they are better than the natural wandering children. A person always needs a root and a soul nostalgia, and Ruth is the same.

"Mr. Cao, Miss is missing." Ruth went out at noon and ordered no one to follow. It was too late now, but she had not come back yet. The housekeeper sent people to search everywhere and searched the city of London, but Ruth's whereabouts were still not revealed. In a hurry, he found Xiao Qiufeng in front of him.

Cao Zhehua nodded gently, or at this moment, only he knew where this woman was.

"I'll go find it!" He stood up and walked out with a worried look on his face, which made the butler even more worried. Who is Cao Zhehua? Everyone in the Gods Headquarters knows that even he is worried about is not a big deal. In addition, the lady is missing, the butler has a vague idea. It won't be another round of attacks in the night, it's about to arrive!

It was already dark, and the lights in the castle were brightly lit. Cao Zhehua was lost in the night. When the guards were preparing to salute, the figure in front of him disappeared like an illusion.

In the quiet western suburbs of London, there is a large cemetery. Generally, there are few people here except for the fixed nostalgia festival, let alone such a dark night. The cemetery is as quiet as the infinite sky, without a trace of light. In the thousands of tombstones, there is a lonely figure leaning against the stone platform and falling asleep tiredly.

Even if the night was dark, Cao Zhehua saw the tears on her face when he walked gently. This day, this woman probably spent this sad life here.

Shan Ruo's figure sank into the darkness at this moment, which made Cao Zhehua feel inexplicable heartache and a kind of pity that he had never had before. It was born naturally.

In his impression, Ruth was a very strong person with unyielding goals and intentions, and never needed anyone to worry about it. However, her sadness and grief at this moment made her show the weakness of a real woman, rather than the extremely strong wind chime.

In the gloomy atmosphere, there were cold lights. Although Cao Zhehua was not afraid of the sayings of ghosts and gods, Ruth, who was sleeping, couldn't resist the trembling in her dream because of the cold.

She looked like a child abandoned by the world, looking so pitiful.

Unable to suppress the tenderness in her heart, Cao Zhehua walked up, bent down, and gently picked up Ruth. Her eyes slowly opened. She glanced at Cao Zhehua but didn't say anything. She just opened her arms, tightly put his neck, and buried her head in his chest, for fear of losing it again.

"Rus, don't be afraid, let's go home!"

Taking a step forward, Cao Zhehua knew that from this moment on, this woman could not let go. In this world, he was already her only support.

Even if he has no destiny, he will take care of her for the rest of her life.

The stars in the sky and the earth are flashing. It is like the eyes of destiny, staring at these two moving men and women. In this most lonely moment, the spiritual and spiritual hearts merge, and the days ahead will not be separated again.

He hugged Ruth and returned to the God-Slaying God. Facing everyone's puzzled eyes, he did not put her down. He kept putting her on the bed of yesterday. Even at this moment, neither of them separated. He just hugged and fell asleep quietly.

Cao Zhehua was awakened by a kind of harassment. When he opened his eyes, Ruth was already lying on his chest, holding a golden ground in his hand, gently sliding on his face, and a soft and gentle smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, which was completely different from last night.

Grasping her hand, Cao Zhehua asked with some concern: "Rus, are you getting better?"

Ruth nodded very tacitly, and then said softly: "Zhehua, thank you, you have caused you so much trouble over the years. Ruth wants to say sorry to you."

Cao Zhehua shook his head and smiled and said, "Don't say sorry, you should look at our current relationship."

This time Ruth did not resist, but put her head on his chest, as if listening to the voice of his heart, and said quietly: "I know, Ruth is your woman now, right? This is what my father has always expected. Zhehua, don't leave me behind in the future, okay?"

"I will take care of you and make you happy, Ruth, believe me."

Ruth smiled sweetly. This kind of smile was more beautiful than ever. Or she had accepted this fact after a night of pain and suffering. She had already deeply experienced the love for her father in this man. In her heart, she thanked her father for her arrangement. This man is indeed a man who can make her rely on for her life.

"Actually, Zhehua, I lied to you about something. Ruth lost in bed the night before. In this life, Ruth probably won't be able to escape your torture. Dear Zhehua, let's do it again and abandon all the sadness. I want to accept my father's blessings and be happy in the future."

Without waiting for Cao Zhehua to object, Ruth had already pulled off her clothes, and the snow-white and plump peaks had already bulged and pressed on him, and began to moan like a teasing: "Dear, let's love us crazy!"

The tide was surging, the passion like fire dispersed the original style, abandoning all the suppressed Ruth, and completely relaxing himself at this moment, sending his most beautiful and moving body to this man, allowing love to blend together, wave after wave, seemingly ending forever.

Cao Zhehua fell into this sweet love. He liked this feeling and the truly vivid Ruth. At this time, she was more beautiful than anyone else, and so beautiful that it was fascinating.

No one dared to disturb him. It was not until the two of them appeared in the restaurant that several senior officials from the Gods came to ask, but looking at Ruth's beautiful smiling face as if she was reborn in spring, they seemed a little confused.

"Dear brave disciples of the God-Slaying God, here, Ruth announces to everyone that from this moment on, I will be Cao Zhehua's wife, and will be with him for the rest of his life and spend the beauty of life together. Please bless us."

Ruth's declaration of courage was very unexpected to Cao Zhehua. Perhaps this is the difference between Eastern and Western women. Even if Zhang Fei and others really love each other, they will be shy and passively endured it. However, Ruth clearly hangs love on her face and holds it in her mouth, so that everyone can know clearly and clearly.

"Mr. Cao, Miss Ruth, congratulations to you, on behalf of the five thousand disciples of the God-Slaying God, I sincerely wish you that your love will surely influence the world and grow old together."

The housekeeper immediately stood up, which was also his expectation. He also understood a little that this powerful oriental man was indeed almost no different from that man at that time.

There is no need for a pastor, this is Ruth's wedding. When Cao Zhehua took the ring stuffed by the butler, he laughed helplessly. The woman was ready, and it turned out that he was the last person to know.

Without hesitation, Cao Zhehua didn't feel at a disadvantage to have this woman. He would definitely make her happy in his lifetime. The ring had been put on him. With a deep kiss, another happy family in the world was established under the witness of everyone.

"Dear Zhehua, I love you." Ruth looked at Cao Zhehua's face affectionately, and the most sincere voice came out of her heart. This sentence has been hidden in her heart for a long time.

Cao Zhehua hugged her in his arms and said with a smile: "You were not likeable in the past, you were tricky, willful, and extra rude---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------

The jade hand was already pinching his waist, and Ruthc's gem-like eyes flashed with a threatening divine light, as if saying, "If you dare to reveal my true feelings, I will make you look good."

"But now, the beautiful Ruth is the most beautiful princess in the world. Being able to get the princess' love and true love will be the greatest happiness for me, the prince."

The hand that was pinching his waist slowly loosened, turning into a hug on his waist, and there was more touching pleasure on his face. He said with a strong sense of coquettishness: "Dear, your love words are really beautiful. Can you say a few more words?"

The attendant in the audience was already laughing loudly, and the cold and iron-blooded killer Feng Ling could also show such a little daughter's posture. This change made them laugh when they were curious. Just imagine a rude man who turned into a delicate and beautiful princess overnight. This sudden change is really unbearable and has to laugh.
Chapter completed!