Drifting Towards You

The wedding was held on the lawn behind the manor, where there was a vast and magnificent place next to the sea, and after the design of the master florist, it was so beautiful.

Su Xiangwan was sitting in the car, his face still blushing.

Mu Beiting has been holding her hand, warmly making her feel a little unreal.

She turned her head and looked out the window, and saw that all the electronic screens on the street had turned into her photos, from various angles, changing with music like a slideshow.

Some wear a white dress to sleep lightly in the afternoon.

There are smiling faces with sideways.

Some have cakes on their faces.

There are those holding dolls.

And she was making funny things privately during the filming.

It's not those frosty and refined artistic photos, but the lively and warmth of her one by one.

Many onlookers gathered under many big screens, as if they stopped for happiness.

Su Xiangwan looked a little lost: "You...when did you shoot?"

She turned her head to look at him in surprise.

Mu Beiting curled his lips and smiled: "There are also ugly photos of crying noses, do you want to see them?"

Su Xiangwan glared at him with enthusiasm: "Be careful for a while when the master of ceremonies asks me if I want to marry Mu Beiting as my wife, I said I don't want to."

Hearing her threat, Mu Beiting narrowed his eyes and leaned in her ears and whispered: "Will you or not you can't run away."

Su Xiangwan snorted softly.

Mu Beiting immediately said, "But if you dare, I will make you cry for husband a hundred times tonight."

Su Xiangwan blushed, but she was confused.

I immediately thought that tonight was the wedding night, and couldn't help but worry a little bit for myself.

He has always been tossing and cruel, she only hoped that he wouldn't be wild on this wedding night.

The car drove for about forty minutes and arrived at Mu's Manor.

On the picturesque lawn, an exquisite red carpet spreads from a distance, and there are three arches, until near the end of the lawn is an arch made of roses and lisianthus flowers.

There are many white Roman pillars on both sides of the red carpet, on which are placed a European-style white iron lampshade. Inside the transparent glass are white thick candles. The candles are burning, and the flames are beating lightly, although it is still In the daytime, the candlelight is still moving.

Nian Nian and Ruan Ruan are wearing neat little suits, and the other wearing white princess dresses and little crowns. This will be led by Lu Zhixuan.

After seeing Su Xiangwan and Mu Beiting, she broke away from Lu Zhixuan's hand every year and ran towards Ma Ma.

Softly hesitated for a while, and looked up at Lu Zhixuan, her obedient appearance was particularly pitiful.

Lu Zhixuan was about to speak, and returned after two steps.

He turned his head and grabbed the soft little hand, leading her to run towards Su Xiangwan.

She was still a little timid and soft, but when she was taken by her brother, she showed a sweet smile, especially cute.

Perceiving that the soft pace was a little unstable, he slowed down again every year, turning around and said to her solemnly: "No hurry, let's go slowly."

Holding a little bear doll in his soft arms, raising his head to smile at him and bending his eyes, people's hearts can be melted inexplicably.

When the two little guys finally came to Su Xiangwan and Mu Beiting, Su Xiangwan squatted down and touched the heads of the two little guys: "Have you missed it?"

He nodded every year, slowed down for a while, and then nodded.

"Walk over in a while, will you sprinkle petals behind you?" Su Xiangwan said warmly.

"Okay." The two little guys responded.

Before long, the guests were seated and the wedding officially began.

The master of ceremonies at the wedding was not someone else, but Si Mocheng and Xiang Ling.