Love him deep into bone marrow Jian Hanfeng Chengyou

The wedding was held at the Huangting Hotel in the city center, and the distance was not too far, but the traffic in the capital was dense, so it was difficult to get free when there was a traffic jam.

Cheng Wen was carried into the car by Jian Qing, even though Jian Qing kept holding his hand afterwards, he still felt nervous and his palms were sweaty.

Jian Qing spread the palm of the little fool's hand to help him blow, "Don't be nervous."

"It's all about me."

"Hmm..." Cheng Wen nodded and relaxed a little.

At about 09:30, when the convoy arrived at the entrance of the hotel, Jian Qing got out of the car first, then went around to the other side of the car door, and helped Cheng Wen down.

The media from all directions rushed forward, but were blocked by the hotel's security guards.

Faintly heard a reporter asking him that he married Cheng Ran's brother, so what will Cheng Ran do, and will the two brothers turn against each other because of this.

Jian Qing didn't take it seriously, and took Cheng Wen's hand into the hotel.

The time for the wedding banquet is set at eight o'clock in the evening.

Before that, Jian Qing needs to confirm whether the layout of the wedding scene is appropriate, and walk through the wedding process with Cheng Wen.

That is, dress rehearsal.

The interior of the hotel's banquet hall is originally white in European relief style. The whole venue is decorated with pure white and light pink bouquets, and the lighting is in a dark warm color system. The whole venue looks warm and romantic without losing its original character. luxurious.

"Do you like it?" Jian Qing lowered his head and asked the little fool beside him.

Cheng Wen never thought that he could hold his wedding in such a beautiful place. The most important thing is that the person holding his hand at this moment is the person he loves the most in his life.

Be the first to fall in love and be the last.

Cheng Wen's eyes were a little sour, and he smiled at Jian Qing, "Hmm..."

Jian Qing hooked the little fool's waist, pulled him close to her, touched his face with her fingertips, "Little fool, today is a happy day, why are you crying?"

Cheng Wen sniffed, feeling ashamed, and didn't want to look at him anymore, "I... I didn't cry."

Jian Qing laughed lowly, held his face and kissed him.

"Tsk, no shame, no shame." Bai Yan's voice came from behind.

Cheng Wen was thin-skinned, his ears turned red instantly, and his eyelashes were trembling.

Jian Qing let go of the person in her arms, and turned her head to look at Bai Yan with a fake smile, "Everyone, I don't know who is busy bullying Mr. Xiao while calling me."

"Old men always taste better?"

Bai Yan's face suddenly turned cold, and he frowned, "Don't mention him to me."

"I don't know who just caught up with Xiao Yiran that night, he was so happy to drink with me all night, and then ran downstairs to get drunk." Jian Qing said coolly.

Bai Yan's face became more and more ugly, as if eating a catty of flies was disgusting, "That's all in the past, and now I don't feel anything about him anymore, it's him who is stalking me with a lazy face."

"Oh." Jian Qing smiled, "Really."

Time is tight, many things have to be implemented one by one.

Uncle Li was very busy with work, and he would only come when the dinner officially started, that is to say, Cheng Wen had to walk up to him alone during the rehearsal.

In order to prevent the little fool from getting nervous, Jian Qing dismissed all the idlers at the scene, leaving only the wedding host, the lighting engineer and the staff who played background music.

The banquet hall is large enough to accommodate thousands of people.

Cheng Wen's memory is not good, but he tried his best to remember everything that the master of ceremonies told him today, for fear of embarrassing Jian Qing.

Although it doesn't matter if Jian Qing told him wrong, his clumsy appearance is the cutest.

The background music is "Dream Wedding".

Jian Qing stood on the stage, Cheng Wen stood at the end of the white carpet.

He is inevitably still afraid, not knowing what kind of smile to show, what posture to use to present his best side, and even not sure what stage to approach him when the music is in progress.

Until Jian Qing stretched out his hand to him.

He said.

"come over."

Cheng Wen hesitated for a moment, remembering what the master of ceremonies had said to him, following the rhythm of the music, he slowly but firmly raised his feet, the destination was the other party's heart.

The carpet is so long that Jian Qing can't wait to touch the little fool's body temperature.

But Cheng Wen has been waiting for him for so long, so what does it matter if he waits a little longer now.

When he finally stood in front of him, the two only had each other in their eyes.

The master of ceremonies solemnly but cheerfully asked the oath and then sounded.

"Mr. Jian Qing, would you like to become a life partner with the gentleman in front of you, cherish him as you cherish your own life, and prevent him from being hurt or wronged in the slightest from today onwards, and be his reliance for the rest of your life, Will you never give up?"

Although it was a rehearsal without an audience, Jian Qing still felt uncontrollably hot in her eye sockets.

The two have gone through ups and downs to get to the present.

Cheng Wen endured much more pain than him, and he felt very distressed about everything that happened before.

I won't let the little fool be wronged again.

If there is any pain that must be endured, let him bear it.

"I am willing." Jian Qing put the microphone to his lips, smiled and said three words to the man in front of him, the corners of his eyes were slightly red.

The master of ceremonies continued.

"Mr. Cheng Wen, would you like to be a life partner with the gentleman in front of you, no matter what kind of storms you go through, you will always care for him, take care of him, be his strong backing, and give him all your love? A warm home, would you like it?"

Cheng Wen nodded, "I... I am willing."

He was only afraid that he could not do well enough to make Jian Qing happy and happy.

As long as the other party needs him, he will always stay by his side, not going anywhere.

This world is so big, only Jian Qing's side is the shelter for a little fool.

After exchanging the rings, Jian Qing grabbed Cheng Wen's hand and bowed her head to kiss, "Put it on, and you are mine."

Cheng Wen glanced at the ring on Jian Qing's ring finger of the same style as himself, "Then...then Ah Qing is also mine."

Jian Qing laughed lowly, put his arms around his slender waist and leaned close to her, with the tip of his nose against Cheng Wen's, "Well, I'm yours now, so you can't run away even if you run away."

Cheng Wen's cheeks turned red at a speed visible to the naked eye, and he didn't know where to put his gaze, so he could only lower his eyes, "I...I won't run."

He felt that his waist was tightened, and Jian Qing's hot kiss first landed on the tip of his nose, then slowly moved down, and landed on his soft lips, tossing and turning.

master of ceremonies:……

He hadn't announced the kiss yet, so why did he kiss her in such a hurry.

It seems like he should leave now, it's too much of an obstacle here.

But the process hasn't been completed yet, so it doesn't seem right to leave like this.

With the sound of 'click', the beautiful scene was frozen in a small picture.

Jian Qing was the first to react, let go of Cheng Wen and looked to the side. The woman was wearing a solemn and classic red cheongsam, her hair was coiled up, her makeup was light, and she was smiling ambiguously at them.

"Mom? Why are you here?"

Zhang Chen'er raised the camera in her hand and said triumphantly, "Can I not come to such an important occasion? If I don't come, can I take such meaningful pictures?"

Unexpectedly, the elders would see him kissing Jian Qing, Cheng Wen's face was about to bleed, and he did not forget to greet her politely, "Hello, Auntie."

"Are you still called Auntie? It's time to change your mouth." Zhang Chen'er raised her eyebrows and said.

Cheng Wen glanced at Jian Qing nervously, then looked at her again, and called 'Mom' in a low voice.

Zhang Chen'er burst into laughter, and kept praising Cheng Wen's obedience, saying that his son's being able to find such a wife was a blessing he had cultivated in several lifetimes.

It's just that she doesn't know that such a blessing will soon be gone.

Cheng Wen was so thin-skinned that he was so stupid that he didn't know how to respond to Zhang Chen'er's words.

Jian Qing quickly rescued him, supported Zhang Chen'er's shoulders and pushed her out, "Mom, the wedding hasn't officially started yet, and there will be plenty of time for you to take pictures in the evening, so you can open a room to rest first, stand How tiring it is here."

Zhang Chen'er turned her head and stared at him, "You brat, you just want to get tired of Xiao Wen, don't you?"

"Where is it? Don't we have business to do next?" Jian Qing smiled.

"All right, all right, I won't bother you, I'll show up again at night." Zhang An'er and her precious son couldn't get angry anymore, and left happily.

After the process was completed, it was almost noon. Jian Qing took Cheng Wen upstairs to the box for lunch, and then sent him to the reserved suite.

The wedding is a busy and burdensome thing, but the inner happiness is enough to surpass everything else, but every minute and every second when the little fool is not in her sight, Jian Qing feels reluctant to part with it.

"I have to arrange things. You sleep in your room obediently. Someone will bring you snacks around four o'clock in the afternoon."

"I'll see you tonight."

"Well... good." Cheng Wen nodded obediently. "I, I'll wait for you."

Jian Qing kissed his forehead, "Remember to miss me."

"Yes, yes." Cheng Wen said.

In fact, he couldn't sleep very much, so he watched TV in the room for a while, and at about three o'clock in the afternoon, a call suddenly came to the landline in the room.

Cheng Wen went to pick it up and learned that the other party was a waiter at the front desk, so he asked him to go downstairs to pick up the meal.

But Ah Qing clearly said that someone would bring it up.

He hesitated for a moment, then asked in a low voice, "You, can you send it up."

"Sorry, the hotel is very busy today, so you have to pick up your room order by yourself."

"Oh... that's it." Cheng Wen said. "Oh well."

He hung up the phone, took the room card and went out.

As night fell, Jian Qing was going to go upstairs to pick up Cheng Wen in person, but because he was too busy with entertaining guests, he had to ask Assistant Chen to pick him up.

The wedding ceremony started on time at eight o'clock, counting the time, Cheng Wen would have arrived after the host's speech, but when "Dream Wedding" sounded, there was no sign of the little fool on the other side of the carpet.

The host made another announcement and invited Mr. Cheng to enter.

The guests began to whisper.

Jian Qing's hand holding the microphone tightened a little, and a bad premonition suddenly appeared in her heart.

Soon, Assistant Chen rushed to his side, and whispered in his ear with a solemn expression, "Master...Mr. Cheng is not in the room."