Song Yu Bai Li's Late Thoughts

On the day of the wedding, Xiao Hua and Yan Zai were the flower girls at the wedding. As for why they were not Brother Nian and Xiao Hua, it was because Yan Zai had to follow Xiao Hua's life and death.

Before the wedding, Xu Jingyang humbly begged Yan Zai for help without telling Wu Xitong.

Xu Jingyang said, "What a great man, please help me. Saving one life is better than building a seven-level pagoda."

Yan Zai looked at Xu Jingyang arrogantly with his hands on his hips, "I don't care, you want the little flower sister. If you can't get it, I will tell Mom about your marriage, hum."

That tone sounded like Xu Jingyang was going to marry someone else behind Wu Xitong's back.

Xu Jingyang clasped his hands together, with a gloomy look on his face, "Little ancestor, okay, okay, I'll go and fix it for you, please keep your voice down, don't let your mother hear you."

Yan Zai said, "Why don't you go quickly?"

Xu Jingyang visited the thatched cottage three times and went to Song Yubai's house every day when he had nothing to do.

After much talk, I borrowed the little flower sister from Song Yubai's arrogant old father. He also paid for it by the minute, which is hundreds of thousands per minute...

This is still a friendly price.

Xu Jingyang secretly scolded this evil bastard, why didn't he just grab the money?

In the backstage lounge, Song Yubai was sitting on the sofa in a tall suit, with the collar slightly open, revealing a delicate and sharp collarbone, with gentle and doting eyes on his face.

There are only two people who can make Song Yubai show such a look, and that is his wife and daughter.

The little flower girl is wearing a white princess dress, with two cute ponytails, and her big watery eyes look like a doll.

She was sitting on Song Yubai's body, playing with his tie and tying it for him, pouting her moist little mouth with a very serious expression.

Song Yubai held a bag of snacks in his hand and personally fed them into Sister Xiaohua's mouth.

He just let her control him, even if the tie was strangled around his neck, he didn't make a sound.

When the groom's officer, Xu Jingyang, came in, he saw that Xiaohua's sister was also there. He walked over in a few steps and couldn't wait to go forward and pick him up.

"Hey, feed my little baby, you miss me so much. Do you want to be your godfather?"

Xiaohua nodded seriously and said sweetly, "I thought about it."

Xu Jingyang grinned from ear to ear as soon as he heard this, "Do you think my godfather is handsome today?"

Xiaohua said without thinking, "Handsome."

Xu Jingyang felt happy, "Which godfather is more handsome or your father?"

The little flower girl said in a sweet voice, "Daddy is handsome."

Xu Jingyang still didn't give up and coaxed, "My godfather is getting married today. Take a closer look. Which one is more handsome, the godfather or the father?"

Sister Xiaohua said firmly, "Dad is still the most handsome."

Song Yubai glanced over and said, "I'm talking about Yangzi, no one can bully an old man. How come you don't even understand this? Besides, my little girl's eyes are very good."

After saying this, he stood up directly and went to hug the little flower sister, but Xu Jingyang didn't let go at all, and the process was not smooth.

When Song Yubai successfully carried the person over, Xiao Huahua hugged his neck tightly.

That expression seemed to say, 'Dad, I will never be separated from you again.'

The two were extremely close.

It happened that Shen Qingchen also walked in. This was his first time back in the three years since he left Songcheng. The last time we met was on the heart-shaped island where Song Yubai's wedding was held.

Shen Qingchen's eyebrows moved slightly when he saw the little girl in Song Yubai's arms, "The little flower has grown so big."

Song Yubai actually often posted photos of Xiaohua sister on his WeChat account. From the previous zero friends, he posted three updates a day.

But in the past few years since Shen Qingchen left, he had become accustomed to blocking everyone's WeChat messages in Songcheng.

Xu Jingyang said, "Isn't it? You have been away for three years."

As soon as these words came out, the atmosphere among the few people instantly became a little subtle.

Song Yubai said to Xiaohua in a gentle voice, "Dad, tell you, when you grow up, you must not find someone like your godfather who lowers your IQ. Instead, find someone like your uncle Qingchen, a gentle and elegant gentleman." .”

The little flower sister blinked her cute big eyes, looked at Shen Qingchen, and took the initiative to open her hands, "Qingchen, give me a hug~"

Shen Qingchen immediately took her from Song Yubai's arms and held her in his arms. She was soft and waxy, like a cute little glutinous rice dumpling.

Xu Jingyang pursed his lips in disgust, "Sister Xiaohua, you have started to be partial at such a young age. I am no worse than your Uncle Qing Chen."

Song Yubai said, "Yangzi, how come you still don't have a full understanding of yourself after so many years? How come you don't have any points?"

Sister Xiaohua said sweetly, "Daddy, you can't blame me. Mommy told me to listen to Daddy, and I listen to Mommy the most."

Shen Qingchen looked at the little one in her arms, with a faint smile on her lips, "Our little sister is really a good baby."

Sister Xiaohua hugged Shen Qingchen's neck and kissed him on the face, "Qingchen, I like you so much. You smell so good."

The smile on Shen Qingchen's face deepened when he heard this, and his eyes were gentle and doting as never before.

Song Yubai looked on with amusement. Thinking that he still felt a little guilty towards Shen Qingchen, he tolerated it.

If it had been anyone else, he would have brought the little flower sister back long ago.

On the day of the wedding, little sister Xiaohua seemed to have suddenly changed her mind and pestered Shen Qingchen wherever she went.

On that day, Shen Qingchen wanted a daughter as never before, even if she had to adopt one.

Once this thought occurs, it becomes out of control.

On the other side, Li Wanyi took Xiaozhe and Nian Ge in the bride's lounge.

Wu Xitong was surrounded by several stylists who were changing her looks.

Several bridesmaids gathered around the two handsome young men, which was extremely rare.

The bridesmaids were two cousins ​​​​who were close relatives of Xu Jingyang's family, and they had a good relationship with Wu Xitong.

Xiaozhe and Brother Nian were both wearing customized suits. Xiaozhe had curly hair like wool curls and was peeling nuts for Li Wanyi.

Nian Ge was peeling oranges for Li Wanyi. The two had a clear division of labor and moved swiftly.

He completely inherited Song Yubai's cold fair skin, and had a fair and delicate little face, with two shiny black eyes, and his face was expressionless and cool.

It gives people a sense of coolness that can only be viewed from a distance but not played with.

Li Wanyi sat on the sofa and browsed Weibo leisurely, checking the hot searches about today's wedding from time to time.

This move made the unmarried bridesmaids so greedy that they wanted to get pregnant and give birth to one immediately.

One of the bridesmaids had a doting look on her face, "She's so cute and well-behaved."

Another bridesmaid said with a look of nymphomaniac on her face, "You are so handsome. If you grow up, won't you be able to charm thousands of girls?"

Wu Xitong looked through the makeup mirror, "Wipe your cocks and pay attention. My godsons are seven and three years old. I can't help you being like wolves and tigers."

She was used to being carefree and joking, and she didn't care when a few people laughed.