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Rong Li was wearing a red wedding dress, and his palms were sweating from nervousness: "Huh?"
"Give me the red silk."
The process is wrong.
Rong Li was confused, and it took him a while to realize: "Oh." He hurriedly handed over the red silk in his hand.
Xu Tanxi held on.
The two of them each held one end, stepped on the red petals, and walked to the center of the bridge. . .
The host shouted: "Hand-holding ceremony."
??????????????????????????????????????????OUTOUTOUT ??Underneath is the Baidian River, and in the distance is the Yucong Snow Mountain.
"When I pay homage to the mountains and rivers, I will use the jade fields in the blue fields as matchmakers."
The two of them bent down and worshiped the mountain and water.
"Two bows to the high hall, and we will unite and establish the Jiajia Alliance for a hundred years."
Qi Zaiyang sat at the table closest to the bridge, his eyes red.
"The couple bows three times, and their love will last forever on the stone for three lives."
Without the Three Life Stones, they formed a marriage contract.
When Xu Tanxi bent down, he saw Rong Li's eyes.
"èÃèÃ."
He called her.
The water of the Baidian River under the setting sun is not as gentle as his eyebrows.
On May 23, the second day of the wedding, Xu Tanxi slept until ten in the morning. After washing, she received a call from Xu Fang.
"Hello."
Xu Fang said: "Cousin, I sent you the video."
"Well, thank you."
Xu Fang took a video of the wedding yesterday, edited it and sent it over.
Xu Tanxi went to get the computer and opened the video.
The first thing that came out was Xu Fang¡¯s voice: ¡°Look here.¡±
A lot of people were in the shot.
Xu Fang said: "Here, here!"
The camera zoomed in, and Rong Guanguan looked over with a blank look on his face, holding a wedding cake as big as his face in his hand, looking at the camera in a dazed manner.
Photographer Xu Fang urged: ¡°Speak.¡±
Rong Guan Guan stared blankly: "What did you say?"
The lens is a bit blurry and the focus is not good.
Photographer Xu is obviously unprofessional: "Can you give a congratulations?"
"Won't."
"Just say," Photographer Xu didn't have much ink in his stomach, so he searched his guts and said, "I wish my brother and sister-in-law a happy marriage."
Rong Guan Guan clasped his hands and said with a smile: "I wish my brother and sister-in-law a happy marriage for a hundred years."
"Happy wedding."
"Happy wedding."
Xu Fang continued to teach: "Hold two in three years."
Rong Guanguan followed suit: "Two in three years."
"Three in five years."
"Three in five years." Rong Guanguan in the camera looks like a fat carrot, tilting his head, looking confused, "Brother Xu Fang, what does "three in five years" mean?
"Your brother knows."
Oh, it means "Brother knows, brother understands, brother is very smart".
The camera flickered, and Xu Fang put a hand into the frame and made an OK gesture: "That's it."
Rong Guanguan made a scissor hand gesture at the end, and his smile was sweeter than a calla lily: "Yeah!"
The camera turned.
"Ms. Zhang, look at this."
Zhang Guining was wearing a cheongsam with her legs crossed and her posture was very heroic: "Are you filming?"
The camera clicked.
Zhang Guining glared at Xu Fang: "Just cut it and re-record it." After saying that, she put her legs in place, straightened the shawl outside her cheongsam, then drank tea like an elegant lady, and looked at the camera like an elegant lady. Smiling slightly, he let out a laughter as clear as a silver bell, "Hehe, hehe."
Xu Fang: ""
Ms. Zhang¡¯s lady¡¯s baggage weighs a ton.
Xu Zhongqing is a qualified wife slave and only has eyes for his wife: "Honey, doesn't this place look good?"
Lady, she hummed noblely and sipped the tea elegantly.
"Do you like it?" On this festive day, Xu Zhongqing's round face looked even more blessed. "If you like it, we will have one too."
The lady was rarely shy, so she punched her husband gently: "What can you do when you are old? Are you ashamed?"
"What's wrong with your age?" Xu Zhongqing blew his rainbow fart, "My wife, you are also very beautiful even though you are old."
Lady Zhang Guining couldn't hold it back and laughed out loud with a double chin.
After she finished laughing, she straightened her shawl and managed her expression again: "Cut it off just now."
Xu Fang: ""
The camera turned to Xu Yingying, who was stuffing a whole piece of tea into her mouth.
The biological mother, who wholeheartedly hopes that her daughter will grow up to be a famous lady, screams: "Xu Yingying!" Zhang Guifei, who is outside the camera, grits her teeth and says every word, "No one else is watching."
Xu Yingying raised her orchid finger in a very cooperative manner, pinched a little bit and put it into her mouth.
I didn¡¯t taste anything.
Forget it, she just stuffed it all in.
Zhang Guining: ""
The refreshments were a bit dry, and Xu Yingying¡¯s throat felt uncomfortable after swallowing.
At this time, a cup of tea was brought to her.
Xu Fang¡¯s camera followed the hand holding the tea, and a face that was a bit naughty but a bit too young slowly came into the frame.
"Han Xindong was taken care of last week." Xu Yingying asked the person sitting next to him, "Is it you?"
Chiyang pulled the plate of tea she had eaten the most to in front of her: "Yeah."
"Did he offend you?"
He raised his eyes and looked at her: "He said bad things about you."
Han Xindong was not only beaten, but also exposed to a scandal: when he left the e-sports team, he did not retire on his own initiative, but was fired because his private life was too chaotic.
Because of Qi Xiaosang, Xu Yingying and Han Xindong had a very unhappy relationship. After that, Han Xindong tried to discredit Xu Yingying in the gaming circle.
Chiyang was trying to vent her anger.
The always carefree little pepper blushed.
The camera moved to the left at this time, and the first thing in the shot was a hand, which slowly pulled down the sleeve of the person next to him.
"What are you doing?"
He Jibei raised his head and met Gao Rouli's death gaze. He touched his tie clip. This was a move he would make when he was not confident: "It's not symmetrical."
At this time, Gao Rouli had a licensed relationship with him, not an employment relationship, so there was no need to tolerate his obsessive-compulsive disorder.
"He Jibei, are you sick?"
He Jibei still can't reconcile the intellectual and thoughtful secretary Gao with the woman in front of him who can sit on his neck and shout "drive".
He saw that there was no hairpin in her hair, and his hands were itchy: "Don't curse."
Gao Rouli gave him an extremely fierce look: "I will scold him."
He Jibei was helpless: "The baby can hear it."
She lowered her head, glanced at her bulging belly, hummed, and stretched out her hand: "Tuck it back for me."
""
¡°Forget it, she is pregnant.
He Jibei rolled up his sleeves for her, leaving the two sides asymmetrical. (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com