After a low chuckle, the hand resting on that slender waist ceased moving, the voice deep, "Then let’s sleep."
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Xu Moyi looked at the person in the mirror wearing a white wedding dress and felt her nose tingle, "Sis, you must be happy."
Nan Wan turned around, raised her hand to tap her nose, and smiled, "You’re so grown up, why do you cry so easily?"
Xu Moyi felt embarrassed; on such a wonderful day, crying was really ruining the mood.
She awkwardly turned her head, pretending to search for sothing on the table, "Who’s crying? Tears don’t suit , it was just that my finger accidentally touched my eye, and it flowed out on its own."
Shen Zhii, holding the veil, laughed out loud.
Xu Moyi glared over.
Shen Zhii ignored it, walking behind Nan Wan to help her with the veil, "Isn’t that nonsense? Our Wanwan will definitely live well."
Xu Moyi wasn’t pleased with those words, ran over to hug Nan Wan’s arm, "What do you an your Wanwan, she’s clearly ours."
Nan Wan had a headache.
After so playful banter, the sad atmosphere in the room subsided.
There was a knock on the door.
Nan Chengzhi stood outside asking, "Wanwan, are you ready?"
Shen Zhii laid down the veil and responded, "Ready."
When Nan Chengzhi opened the door, he was montarily stunned, if not for the two people standing behind his daughter, he might have thought he had returned to a day long, long ago.
Nan Wan took the bouquet handed by Xu Moyi, lifted her skirt, walked to the door, and asked with a gentle smile, "Dad, are you this happy?"
So happy that it was hard to walk properly.
Nan Chengzhi snapped back to reality, turned, patted his arm, and in a voice filled with age and experience, said, "Let’s go, the ti has co, the guests are all waiting for you."
Nan Wan wore a subtle smile, stepped forward, and took his arm.
She walked down the corridor to the entrance of the hall.
The wedding march began to play, and at this mont, all eyes were on her, with amazent and envy, also disdain and contempt.
Nan Wan saw none of it; through her veil, in her view, was only the person standing gracefully at the end of the red carpet.
Nan Chengzhi stepped forward and asked softly, "Wanwan, do you hate ?"
His voice was hoarse, marked by the passage of ti.
This was the second ti he asked that question.
Nan Wan maintained a slight smile, and as they approached the end of the red carpet, she slowly spoke, "The person who should hate you, isn’t ."
Xu Moyi’s gaze passed over the two in front of her, landing not far away on Huo Yihan, who wore a black suit, his handso face displaying his usual lazy nonchalance.
She had dreamt more than once of a scene, her wearing the most beautiful wedding dress, stepping onto the red carpet, walking towards him.
Bride and groom and maid of honor and best man, only one character’s difference, but what lies between them, is a vast distance.
Like all fathers, Nan Chengzhi handed over his daughter’s hand to the son-in-law, patted his arm, and said, "Be good to her, take care of her, tolerate her."
Like all weddings, the guests saw this scene, applauded, blessed them.
Through the white veil, the man’s gaze seed more than usual, Nan Wan couldn’t understand the deeper aning, but could see the faint smile between his brows.
She took the man’s arm, her voice gentle, "Mr. Mu, are you still unhappy?"
In her ear, was his deep and pleasant voice, "Seeing such a beautiful bride, it’s hard not to be happy."
Her lips curved upward, "What a coincidence, I think so too."
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The vows, exchanging of rings, the kiss with the bride.
Xu Moyi suddenly wanted to cry, but learning from her past experience, this ti, she covered her eyes with her palm before the tears fell.
Huo Yihan looked at the woman beside him, whose actions were odd, nudged her arm with his elbow, and scoffed, "Bro, seriously? You cover your eyes just because they’re kissing?"
Xu Moyi closed her eyes, put her hand down.
Grinding her teeth without any expression, "Are you blind? Which eye of yours saw being shy? I’ve seen more n than you’ve slept with won; kissing and hugging that even elentary students know won’t make shy."
She rarely gets moved, and even in such a good atmosphere, he managed to ruin it, really made her pissed off...
Huo Yihan looked at her beautiful face, laughed dismissively, "So impressive. So why did you run yesterday?"
Last night, he called a few buddies for a pre-wedding bachelor party, but Mu Jin Huan didn’t go.
The main character wasn’t there, couldn’t let the gathering go to waste, they were all acquaintances, the scene was quite lively, but this girl disappeared halfway through.
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