The Sweetest Marriage of the Giants[Transmigration Book]

"Smelly husband! Bad thing! So fierce..."

Tang Yichen's voice was a bit nasal and soft, it was more like acting like a baby than complaining.

As he spoke, he burrowed into Wei Jun's arms, the last sentence was inaudible, but Wei Jun who was next to him still heard it clearly.

Wei Jun seemed to have a naughty cat living in his heart, and a few random swings of the cat's tail could make his mood fluctuate.

But the cat still had an innocent face, without realizing it.

Wei Jun's eyes became darker and deeper, he suppressed the strange feeling in his heart, and said in a low voice, "If you mess with me again, you don't have to sleep."

Tang Yichen muttered and scolded Wei Jun, and soon fell asleep.

With the mentality of revenge as soon as possible, Tang Yichen logged into the game when he woke up the next day.

After successfully logging in, he realized a problem. His account could only see the exercises of his own sect. Even if he was anxious to learn other sects, he would have no chance.

Unless you are registering a trumpet, choose another sect.

It's too troublesome, it will take the year of the monkey, Tang Yichen rubbed his sore thigh, and chose to give up.

It's all because the boss couldn't hold back for a while last night, and went to recruit Wei Jun when he was too tired.

When he woke up, Wei Jun had gone to work 800 years earlier, and he hadn't been given a chance to ask for an account for internal testing.

To ask is to regret and delay the business.

All logins are logged in, just play for a while.

[Please rush to the North Slope to collect three hydrangea flowers and hand them to Yuanwai Zhang before dark. 】

Tang Yichen rode his little donkey to do a mission outside the city. As soon as he left the city gate, he saw the player with the [Sword Spirit Mouse] ID.

"It's really a narrow road to Yuanjia!" Tang Yichen immediately got ready to fight.

The inside of the city is a safe zone, you cannot kill people at will, unless a PK is initiated and the other party agrees, and the outside of the city is a dangerous area, the other party can kill you if they want to kill you.

Although it can be resurrected, it will lose experience and wear equipment.

Not wanting to die so embarrassingly again, Tang Yichen put his finger on the skill button, intending to take advantage of the sword spirit mouse's unawares and strike first.

Whether you can fight or not is another matter, let's take this breath first.

However, someone moved faster than him.

As soon as Tang Yichen's fingers touched the keyboard, before pressing it, [Sword Spirit Mouse] fell to the ground and died.

Tang Yichen:?

Touch porcelain?

Tang Yichen took a closer look and found the assassin who had lifted his invisible status behind a big tree not far away.

Could this assassin be the one offended by 【Sword Spirit Mouse】?

The next moment, the World System announcement popped up.

【Los Angeles kills the Sword Spirit Mouse and gets a reward of 1 yuan. 】

Bounty?Tang Yichen took a few steps towards the notice board at the gate of the city, and sure enough, he saw [Sword Spirit Rat] listed on the reward order.

There are inevitably grievances in the game. Some wealthy low-level players cannot kill high-level players by themselves, so they will issue reward orders.

The ranking of the reward order is arranged in order of the reward amount, and one kill is [-].

And [Sword Spirit Mouse] unexpectedly ranked first with a high price of 100 million.

This means that as long as someone takes the order, he will be killed a hundred times!

The exchange rate between silver and real currency in the game is 100:1, and a reward order of 100 million means that the real price is 1 yuan.

There are quite a few local tyrants who play this game, but there are not many who have offered a reward of 1 yuan to hunt them down since the server was launched.

Those few were still murdered in love-being cheated on, or cheated of money and affection.

I don't know what [Sword Spirit Mouse] did to make people hate it, causing the other party to spend a lot of money to kill him a hundred times.

[Sword Spirit Mouse]'s level is not high, there are so many players who can kill him, the money is so easy to earn, many big bosses guard him at the resurrection point at the gate of the city.

Next, Tang Yichen witnessed [Sword Spirit Mouse] being killed as soon as it was revived, and killed as soon as it was revived.

Some bosses even almost fought for the head, Tang Yichen was very enthusiastic to help maintain order.

"Beautiful sister, come here, there is shade from the trees here."

The beautiful player froze for a moment. This novice at level [-] was too immersed in the game. It was the first time she had sunscreen in the game after playing the game for so long.

But it's also very interesting, the girl manipulated the character to walk under the shade of the tree.

"Brother, your horse is really cool. When will my little donkey be replaced by a hard-earned horse like you? Stand next to the beautiful sister, who can tie the horse."

The male player thought that maybe he could take the opportunity to develop a relationship, so he followed his words.

"Great monk, great monk, the one who comes first gets you."

……

The bosses were unexpectedly fond of this funny and sweet-talking Mengxin, they lined up obediently, and those who didn't want to hear were suppressed by other bosses.

[Sword Spirit Mouse] When he was resurrected again, he saw the people who were originally gathered together, lined up in a row, and came forward to chop him one by one like picking up eggs.

The team was so long that it couldn't fit on the screen, [Sword Spirit Mouse] collapsed instantly.

I can't play anymore!

Delete the number and try again!Which god did he offend?

The reward order can be issued anonymously, and he doesn't know who to find someone to get revenge on.

However, to delete the number, I have to go to the designated place, Wangchentai.

His account has been going back and forth between resurrection and death, and he can't even take a step, let alone go to the remote Wangchen Terrace.

Can only hopelessly wait to be killed a hundred times.

Tang Yichen let out a sigh of relief, and rode his little donkey leisurely to do the task.

Just after completing this task, I received a call from Wei Jun.

"Are you awake?"

"Wake up." Tang Yichen said coquettishly, "I'm sore all over, more tired than participating in a martial arts competition."

Wei Jun: "Who told you to provoke me yesterday."

Tang Yichen threw the pot away: "Don't you have any self-control?"

"No."

"Forget it, I also know that I am very attractive." Tang Yichen said stinkingly, "It's normal that you can't resist."

Wei Jun: "..."

Wei Jun: "The kitchen left some food for you, I won't go back at noon if I have something to do."

"Got it." Tang Yichen thought about the business, "Give me an internal test account, so I can learn martial arts from other sects."

Wei Jun directly asked the project manager for the integrated and packaged video and text introduction of martial arts, and forwarded it to Tang Yichen.

You can watch it directly by clicking on it, which is more convenient than using an account.

In the morning, Wei Jun rushed to MR Technology after finishing all the important matters of Wei's group.

"How's it going?"

The technical team leader and other programmers are doing fine processing based on the data sent to him by Wei Jun.

Seeing Wei Jun approaching, the technical team leader said excitedly: "Mr. Wei, where did you get these sets of data? It's exactly what I imagined."

This can be said to be a timely rain for the progress of the entire project, enabling the project to break through the barriers and continue.

Wei Jun said: "You don't need to worry about this, you tell me when it will be perfected."

The team leader also couldn't estimate it accurately, and only said: "Just add special effect codes on this basis to make the action look more martial arts, and it shouldn't take long."

The team leader said that this group would be completed soon, but during the running process, he couldn't help but keep improving and added things again and again to make the presentation more perfect.

Wei Jun accompanied him to work overtime at noon, and when it was three o'clock in the afternoon, Wei Jun saw that there would be no results in half an hour, so he stopped waiting.

Team leader: "Don't go, hurry up."

"You have said this three times." Wei Jun put on his coat, "There is something at home."

"What can you do as a single dog?"

The technical team leader dared to occasionally make a joke in front of Wei Jun after he got acquainted with Wei Jun.

Wei Jun glanced at him: "Busy about getting married."

Technical Team Leader: "!"

Wei Jun ignored his surprise and drove straight home.

Tang Yichen was very surprised to see Wei Jun: "Why are you back at this time, you skipped work?"

"I'm the boss, so I can leave work whenever I want." Wei Jun said, "Didn't you say you're going to the old house to try on wedding dresses?"

Tang Yichen was puzzled: "Can't we go on weekends? Why are you in such a hurry."

"I have nothing to worry about." Wei Jun snorted, "It's because I'm not busy with work today, so I can accompany you for half a day."

He just worked too efficiently, finished the work ahead of time, and used the time saved to deal with personal affairs.

As soon as the voice fell, he sneezed.

Wei Jun: Who is secretly scolding him?

In the assistant office of the chairman of Wei Group, assistant Lin An was struggling to process the documents.

I don't know what Xiaowei Dong is doing. At 6:00 in the morning, I asked myself to go to the company to prepare all the important documents that need his signature.

After processing the important documents, he walked away and handed over the rest of the ordinary documents to him. He did not have Wei Dong's extraordinary working ability, so these documents were not allowed to be processed until midnight.

Lin An scratched his head in annoyance, saw a few hairs falling from his fingertips, and cursed in a low voice, if it wasn't for the high salary, he would have resigned a long time ago.

In Wei's old house, Steward Wu quickly made all preparations after receiving the news that they were coming.

"Master Wei, Master Tang, you are here."

"Yeah." Wei Jun nodded and asked, "How is the old man?"

It was obviously caring words, but Wei Jun's tone was cold and hard, it didn't look like he cared about people at all.

Steward Wu took it for granted, and his smile remained unchanged: "Mr. Wei is practicing calligraphy in the study, and your father is also here. Young master, go and sit down."

Wei Jun said: "Once the old man sees that I am upset, I will not go to him to blame him."

He didn't mention Father Wei at all, as if he didn't hear him.

Butler Wu knew that Wei Jun didn't want to see Wei Hongsheng, so he didn't mention it, but said, "How can it be, Mr. Wei has been looking forward to the young master's coming."

Seeing Wei Jun not moving, Steward Wu clapped his hands and said, "Look at my memory, it's time for the old man to take his medicine. I'll go get him medicine."

He took two steps and turned to Wei Jun and said, "The old man said that he has prepared something for Young Master Tang, so please take Young Master Tang with you."

Wei Jun: You old cunning!

Tang Yichen looked at Wei Jun curiously.

He had never met Father Wei before, and when he and Wei Jun met for the first time, only Mr. Wei was with him, and he never heard Wei Jun mention his parents.

Wei Jun grabbed Tang Yichen's wrist and led him towards the study: "Don't worry about that person for a while."

Wei Jun talked nonsense, but Tang Yichen knew who he was referring to.

Tang Yichen put away his curiosity, Wei Jun obviously had a bad relationship with his parents.

The weather is getting colder and colder, and the bamboo forest in the courtyard has long since lost its leaves and turned yellow, leaving only bare slender branches.

As soon as he entered the study, the chill on Tang Yichen's body immediately dissipated.

The heating in the study was fully turned on, and the potted plants placed in the corners were still lush and green, but after all, it was the season, and it was not as luxuriant as in summer.

The design of the study is simple and simple. Mr. Wei is sitting behind the desk and writing intently. On the side armchair, a handsome uncle is playing with his mobile phone with his legs crossed and his head bowed.

The man's hair was combed meticulously, a lead gray coat was draped on a chair beside him, and he was only wearing a thin cashmere sweater. It could be seen that he was a very particular person. He was dressed young, and he looked about 50 years old. less than 40 years old.

Tang Yichen's eyes only briefly glanced at this handsome uncle who looked somewhat similar to Wei Jun, and then looked at Mr. Wei.

"grandfather."

"Xiaochen is here, just in time." Old Master Wei finished writing the last word, put away his pen and stood behind the desk and waved to him, "Come here, this is for you."

Tang Yichen walked over, and it turned out to be a handwritten marriage letter. The handwriting was like a silver hook painted on iron, vigorous and powerful, very similar to Mr. Wei's temperament.

Few people follow this ancient ritual now.

Tang Yichen was a pity for a while, he and Wei Jun might just be married for a short time, and he was about to say something.

Wei Hongsheng, who was sitting on the side of the study, said, "Are you the one my son is looking for?"

If ordinary people went home with their fiancé, it would definitely be difficult for them to be caught between their fiancé and his elders, but Tang Yichen didn't have to worry about it at all, he just had to stand firmly on Wei Jun's side.

So he listened to Wei Jun very much and ignored him.

"Wei Jun, you have a good eye."

Tang Yichen ignored him, and Wei Hongsheng was not angry, he stood up and wanted to put Wei Jun's shoulders.

Wei Jun avoided him with a cold face, stepped forward to accept the marriage letter for Tang Yichen, and said to Wei Jingguo, "If there's nothing else, we'll go try on the wedding dress."

"Wait." Mr. Wei took out a list from the drawer and threw it to Wei Jun.

"This is the full list of guests for the wedding banquet. If you have any more people to invite, you can add them yourself." Mr. Wei said disgustedly, "Don't call me when you're drunk!"

Wei Jun didn't say anything at the time, and after leaving the study, he took the list and looked at Tang Yichen: "What's the matter, didn't you say that I fell asleep when I got home?"

Tang Yichen's eyes wandered, and he lied guilty: "I didn't keep an eye on you all the time, maybe you were sleepwalking and calling when I didn't see it."

"Master, come here, put the dress here." Fortunately, Butler Wu came back at this time, and Wei Jun didn't pursue this topic any more.

Butler Wu led them up to the second floor of the main building, and pushed open the door of a room, which was a cloakroom specially cleaned up.

In the room of more than 200 square meters, there were six rows of hangers, the three rows on the left were Wei Jun's size, and the three rows on the right were Tang Yichen's size.

There are also matching shoes and men's clothing accessories on the middle platform.

The scale is comparable to a clothing store, and it is worthy of being the world of the rich.

Tang Yichen was not very surprised, because his previous cloakroom was even more exaggerated than this.

Even because of the particularity of my profession, I wear a lot of expensive brand clothes once and never wear them again.

A-list stars who wear season's clothes will be laughed at.

It was impossible for Tang Yichen to try on so many clothes one by one. He picked out a dozen of them as if he was shopping in a mall, and then asked Wei Jun to pick out a few that he liked.

After all, they wanted to wear couple styles, Tang Yichen said, "Don't say I didn't give you a chance to choose."

Wei Jun didn't care about these things: "I can do it."

Tang Yichen deliberately picked out a somewhat exaggerated red leather jacket with sequins: "Is this okay?"

Facts have proved that Wei Jun can indeed.

Putting on this dress, he concealed a little of the calm aura on his body, adding a bit of cool, handsome and sexy, and his already flamboyant facial features were even more wild.

Tang Yichen thought, if Wei Jun went dancing in this outfit, it would be like Tang Seng entering the Pansi Cave, and a lot of people would be fascinated by him.

"Hey hey~" Tang Yichen was amused by his sudden association.

Wei Jun: "What are you laughing at?"

Tang Yichen was overjoyed, Hu said: "My husband is so handsome, having such a handsome husband makes me so happy."

Wei Jun: ...

With such an obvious temptation, is Tang Yichen afraid that I don't know that he likes me?

Seeing that Tang Yichen liked him so much, it wasn't that he couldn't make him happier.

Wei Jun said, "Uncle Wu, hasn't the photographer arrived yet?"

Butler Wu: "The photographer called just now, saying that there is a traffic jam on the road, and it will take more than ten minutes to arrive."

Tang Yichen asked curiously, "What photographer?"

Butler Wu said with a smile on his face, "Master asked me to find a wedding photographer..."

Wei Jun coughed to cover Butler Wu's voice, and then said: "A friend of mine is a photographer. He heard that I'm getting married, and he insisted on taking pictures. I owe him a favor, so I can't refuse."

Tang Yichen looked at Wei Jun and said, "I didn't expect you to be such a ritualistic person."

It's just an agreement to get married, and it actually covers everything.

That's right, it's the first marriage after all, so there should be a sense of ceremony.

Wei Jun said with a stern face: "It's a favor if you say it."

Tang Yichen didn't even bother to expose him, whoever paid back the favor was asking the other party to help, it was more or less a debt of favor.

Not long after, the photographer and assistant rushed over with tools.

Wei Jun stepped forward and said hello: "Old Sun, here we come."

Very familiar.

The photographer was flattered. He came to take pictures of Mr. Wei when he celebrated his birthday last year. Unexpectedly, Mr. Wei still remembered him, but...

The photographer said: "Young Master Wei, my surname is Hou."

Wei Jun: "..." I actually remembered it wrong!

Wei Jun said calmly, "Just kidding."

Photographer Hou Xiao laughed dryly: "Haha, Young Master Wei is really humorous."

The two changed into their clothes and started filming.

"Young Master Wei, sit on the sofa and smile."

"Are you smiling? All right."

"Looking down, eh, that's not the case..."

"Young Master Tang unbuttoned another collarbone to reveal a little bit of the collarbone. He knelt on the sofa and pulled Wei Shao's tie. It's very good, that's all."

Tang Yichen's sense of the camera was nothing to say, while Wei Jun was as stiff as a piece of wood, making trouble everywhere.

Hou Xiao very smoothly asked Tang Yichen to pose as he wanted to take a picture. Just as he was about to press the camera, Wei Jun stretched out his hand to close Tang Yichen's neckline.

Tang Yichen: "?"

Wei Jun said solemnly: "It's easy to catch a cold."

Hou Xiao: "Young Master Wei, don't..."

Wei Jun scolded him: "Why are there so many things, do you really know how to shoot?"

Hou Xiao: It's so hard for me...

At this moment, Wei Jun's cell phone rang, and Hou Xiao took the opportunity to say, "Young Master Wei, please be busy first, I can take a picture of Young Master Tang alone first."

Wei Jun gave Tang Yichen a warning look: "Button it, don't untie it again, what should I do if I catch a cold and infect it?"

Without Wei Jun, Hou Xiao heaved a sigh of relief, it would be much easier to take a single photo of Tang Yichen.

No, it should be said to be very simple.

It was the first time that Hou Xiao met such a cooperative groom, and he didn't need his guidance. Every second, his posture was different, and his eyes were different.

It simply captures the atmosphere of a red carpet catwalk in wedding photography.

It is really rare to have a subject like Tang Yichen who has a sense of camera and can cooperate. After shooting a set, Hou Xiao gave Tang Yichen a business card.

He said: "We have a professional photography team, family portraits, wedding photos, wedding videos, short videos, etc. We can shoot whatever you want, and we will give you a [-]% discount if you come to take another photo."

It's so cool to take pictures of Young Master Tang, this is the kind of photography that can reflect his value.

Tang Yichen took it over, jokingly said, "I'll look for you next time for a wedding photoshoot."

The two cooperated very well, so the shooting speed was super fast. After the shooting, Wei Jun didn't come back after answering the phone.

Hou Xiao took pictures of the complete group and asked Tang Yichen to look at the pictures together.

The lighting and composition of the photos are perfect.

Tang Yichen was a little surprised. When the photographer handed him his business card, he still felt that this person was a little unreliable. He thought that the seemingly thoughtful Butler Wu had some omissions.

I didn't expect that he was quite capable. This technique is not inferior to the private photographers hired by many celebrities at high prices.

Butler Wu is really thoughtful.

It's just that the few group photos of him and Wei Jun were very unsuccessful. After removing those group photos, it will almost become Tang Yichen's personal photo album.

Hou Xiao said with a sad face: "Can you find a way to persuade Wei Shao later?"

This possessiveness is too strong. He is taking photos of wedding dresses, not ID photos. What's wrong with opening a button? !

Tang Yichen said: "Don't worry, I have a solution."