Sweet Wedding Diary with An Shao

"what?"

Looking at Song Zixing in surprise, he became more and more cute. "Call me later."

Two people, you say a sentence to me, and the two parents sometimes echo each other, so they don't feel silent.

Cheng Wan was fixing Song Zixing's makeup.Just now, the beautician has painted the place, but now there are some flowers.

The two women did not talk in front of the vanity mirror, but Song Zixing responded softly to Cheng Wan from time to time.

An Xiaohan looked at the similar eyebrows and eyes of the two women in front of him, but they had different temperaments, and even he was a little dazed.

Finally, make sure the bride's veil is secured.Cheng Wan raised it with a smile. "Well, it's beautiful."

Song Zixing looked at herself in the mirror, very beautiful, obviously 28 years old, like a girl under 25 years old, young and attractive.

When she looked in the mirror, she saw that An Xiaohan was also looking at herself, with a dazed and confused expression, but her eyes seemed to be burning, so she quickly ran out.

Suddenly, as if thinking of something, Song Zixing's expression was a little flustered. "Mom, where are my high heels?"

"It's not that you don't want to wear clothes that are too tiring." Mother Song looked at her daughter and couldn't help but tease her.

"If you're not used to it, don't wear it." An Xiaohan always couldn't stand her sad look.

"I've never thought about that in my life!"

An Xiaohan was startled suddenly, listening to her answer, a burning sensation began to spread in his chest again.

It seems like she recognized early on the ownership of her life.Apart from leaving, all he can do is bless.

It seems that in the future, I will only be her elder brother Xiao Han.

After a tedious ceremony.The hall became lively, An Xiaohan watched the couple shuttle between the wine tables.

Seeing her sweet face leaning against Qiao Jin's arms, An Xiaohan felt powerless.After today, she might just be a dream he couldn't wake up from.

Cheng Wan looked at An Xiaohan's attitude tonight, and he continued to drink.He reached out and pushed the soup in front of him. "drink wine?"

Looking up at her, without answering, he picked up the red wine bottle on the table, poured himself a glass, and raised his hand again.

"Don't drink!" She shook her head, but asked suddenly, "Is that person someone you like?"

Not a question, but a natural statement of the facts.

Without any affection, as if she had nothing to do with her.His tone was as calm as water, and even the smile on his face seemed to have no emotion.

An Xiaohan was surprised by Cheng Wan's natural attitude, she thought she was nervous when she was a little girl a few months ago, but now she has changed a lot.I was a little surprised for a while.

Cheng Wan looked at him, not wanting to say anything more. "I'm going out to get some air."

Sitting on a chair next to the swimming pool outside the hall, the surrounding is very quiet, as if to isolate the noise of the hall.She took off her high heels, closed her eyes, and leaned back in the chair quietly.

Suddenly, a coat covered her body.She opened her eyes and saw Yang Feng sitting opposite her.Then he would take off the coat and give it back to him.

"Put it on, it's too late to catch a cold." Yang Feng saw her intention, so he stopped her next move with a voice.

"Why are you everywhere? Didn't you say don't disturb my life?" In today's scene, she knew that Yang Feng would definitely come, but when she saw him, her tone was not good.

"Wanwan, can we be friends even if we're not together? Why do you have to do everything by yourself?"

How could she not understand what Yang Feng said? "It doesn't need you to take care of it, does it?" She understood, but still didn't want to be seen by him.

Yang Feng watched her pretend to be strong, and stuffed his business card. "Call me if you have anything to do." Then he walked away quickly angrily.

"Hey, clothes." Cheng Wan stood up and wanted to return the clothes, but found that the high heels had been thrown aside by himself.After putting on the shoes, Yang Feng had long since disappeared.

Looking at the coat in her hand, she knew that Yang Feng cared about herself, she didn't care much about what happened in the past, but she didn't want to get close to Yang Feng

Where did the inexplicable rejection come from?She said to herself that it was because of her contract with An Xiaohan, but she knew that she still had illusions about An Xiaohan

Back in the hall, Cheng Wan had a headache. She didn't like noisy places, so the lively environment would only make her more lonely.The footsteps that wanted to leave stopped, looked back quietly for a few seconds, and walked over.Either way, you should say hello when you leave.

The crowd was still laughing and playing, Cheng Wan saw that An Xiaohan was drunk, his eyes were blurred, he was innocent.Qiao Jin, who was surrounded by water, was flushed, but full of prosperity.He looked down at his little wife in his arms, and subconsciously hugged her tightly.

Turning her gaze, Cheng Wan saw An Xiaohan quietly staring at a couple in front of him with a dazed expression.

Song Zixing saw Cheng Wan approaching and staggered away from Qiao Jin, Cheng Wan hurriedly supported her. "I'll go back first, happy wedding." Cheng Wan reached out and hugged Song Zixing. I went back first but told An Xiaohan, then smiled at the others, turned and left.

Cheng Wan walked out of the hotel and stood by the side of the road.A Land Rover stopped slowly in front of her. "Get in the car." Yang Feng stuck his head out of the car and looked at her.

Cheng Wan took his clothes, but turned away from him and continued to wait for the bus. "Ah, you woman. How unsafe at night, get in the car!" Yang Feng gestured to her with his eyes.

Hearing this, Cheng Wan looked around and found several young people staring at him, so he hurried over to get in the car and threw his clothes into the back seat.

Yang Feng smiled, then looked at her, depressed, and left without saying anything.The direction is not to go to Cheng Wan's house.

It was late at night, and at the entrance of the hotel, An Xiaohan helped Qiao Jin arrange to see off all the guests, then turned around and said to the two people around him: "Then I'm leaving, you should go back!" subconsciously wanting to rub Song Zixing's cheeks hair, but his arm stopped in mid-air and finally let it go.

Thinking that I can never do this action again, I feel a little blocked.

Song Zixing didn't seem to notice his movements.He fell drunk in Qiao Jin's arms.Qiao Jin saw that the driver hadn't come over. "Do you want to call the driver for you?" An Xiaohan shook his head, glanced at the unconscious Song Zixing, "Go back first."

Qiao Jin said "Don't worry", turned and left with her lover in her arms.Song Zixing mumbled goodbye to him without looking back.He just turned his back to An Xiaohan and waved subconsciously.

An Xiaohan stood there, watching their car go away, squinting, holding the car keys in his hand.

When Qiao Jin said "don't worry" before leaving, he actually wanted to tell him to let go.

The doorman watched him stand there, walked over and asked if he needed a driver.He shook his head.

He had thought of presumptuousness.

The car was driving fast, the windows were wide open, and the clear night wind blew in to wake him up, but his eyes were getting more and more sour.The irritability in my heart has been rolling and spreading in my blood.