The heart only moves for you

Mother Jing can't wait. My son is over 30, so I don't care if I find someone else, as long as we support him together, we can be happy and healthy. "When will you get married?"

Jing Sa was dumbfounded, what kind of divine development is this? My brother is still putting on airs here, and my mother has risen to the level of marriage.Director Feng responded quickly: "Auntie, as long as you agree, you can go to get the certificate right away. For weddings, you can do whatever you think suits you."

So the two happily made a decision. Jing Sa's own opinion was completely ignored, and Jing's father's opinion was completely blocked. The old man's airs hadn't been put up yet, but his daughter-in-law poked them through with a finger.In fact, as the head of the family, Brother Jing didn't object, and this matter was settled. Brother Jing's vision is worthy of the whole family's affirmation.

Director Feng went back wearing inappropriate clothes, and informed his family about this major incident. The Feng family was also very happy. Since the in-laws are all in the same city, let's have a meal sometime, get to know each other well, and get in touch with each other. After all, the two children They are about to get married, and it is really unreasonable for the in-laws to meet each other on the street and still not know each other.

The meeting between the important leaders of Fengjing and Fengjing reached a consensus on the marriage between Feng Huanchu and Jing Sa. The two will obtain a certificate abroad, and the wedding will be held within the family. It will not be published in the newspaper. Working in the industry, it is not good to be harassed by reporters.

As the center of this important topic, Comrade Jing Sa and Comrade Feng Huanchu were completely ignored, and they could go to play wherever it was cool, as long as the dress was measured and used as an important decoration for important occasions.Also, as a younger generation, when you get married, you have to be watched by your peers and elders one by one, which is called acknowledgment of relatives.Busy but happy.

The wedding room is in Feng Huanchu's Lakeside Villa, which is close to the unit and has a good view.

The eighteenth day of the ninth lunar month is suitable for marriage.

In the emcee's beautiful words, Feng Huanchu in a black suit and Jing Sa in a white suit walked on the red carpet together, walked towards each other during the wedding march, held their hands, and grew old together.Feng Huanchu led Jing Sa to the stage, staring at this person, the whole world was in his eyes.When the master of ceremonies called the hall, the audience was silent.

Suits and leather shoes, champagne and roses, there was a loud voice: "Pray to heaven and earth, the weather will be good." Feng Huanchu pulled Jing Sa to bow down.The master of ceremonies in Chinese costume came up from the backstage, as if he had gone to the wrong set.But looking at that face, it was a familiar face, Uncle Xie Baoxuan.

"Second worship to the high hall, the grain will be plentiful." Father Jing, mother Feng, and mother Feng were already sitting by the stage, this time without Feng Huanchu's reminder, Jing Sa and Feng Huanchu bowed down together.

"Three visits to the guests, the house is full of gold and silver." Feng Huanchu pulled Jing Sa to bow down to the guests.

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"Husband and wife worship each other and send them to the bridal chamber." The younger generation began to boo, and Jing Sa and Feng Huanchu couldn't help feeling dizzy after the first bow.I don’t know where I got the word Uncle Xie. In the end, I even worshiped the chef. I thanked everything I could thank, and sent it to the bridal chamber. The key is who is the outsider and who is the insider?Those outside the Lord will toast, while those inside the Lord will wait in the bridal chamber.The juniors booed and booed this.

Jing Sa feels sorry for Feng Huanchu. Although he doesn't drink well, Feng Huanchu has a bad heart. He looks at Feng Huanchu with bright eyes: "Why don't you go back to the house and rest? I'll toast." Feng Huanchu A smile: "Well, don't drink too much, let a few best men drink more, don't ruin my bridal night."

Feng Huanchu swaggered to rest, the Feng family was very satisfied, after all, Feng Huanchu's heart is not suitable for drinking, but the festive day can't be shameless, the Jing family is also very satisfied, no matter what, the son advocates No matter what the fact is, it looks good anyway.Everyone is happy.

The bridal party dispersed, and the two newlyweds who had been tossed and half-undressed looked at each other, looked at each other and smiled, and went to take a bath.Marriage is really noisy and tiring, but I always want to share the emotions slowly in my heart with the other party.From the artificial respiration on the plane to the trust in the operating room, step by step, it is like a dream.Jing Sa felt that he had been hit by Feng Huanchu's Gu. This person didn't meet his mate selection criteria anywhere, and it was incredible that they would go together.

"Did you look down on me at the beginning because you were afraid that I would die halfway?" Feng Huanchu whispered into Jing Sa's red ear.Jing Sa smiled, putting his arms around his neck: "Yes, if I die, I won't be frightened anymore, what should I do if I have left a psychological shadow in this life."

Feng Huanchu smiled brilliantly, and Jing Sa looked absent-minded, a certain unspeakable part was completely filled.One night spring night.

Fame is such a big thing that no one can shake it as long as it is supported by privileges.One day, a wealthy man who entrusted his relationship with Xiangfeng Huanchu to arrange an operation was stopped by the housekeeper: "Our young master is out on vacation."

"What about you Mr. Jing?"

"The young lady and the young master are together."

A certain young master and young wife who were away on vacation nestled on the balcony with lush flowers and trees, and the kiss was in full swing.

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