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At 04:30 in the morning, there was a knock on the door, and Li Dai shouted outside, "Yun Ting, wake up, the stylist will be here soon."

Wen Yunting's eyelids were heavy and he couldn't open them at all. He didn't fall asleep until two o'clock, and was woken up less than three hours later, his eyes were swollen like slits.

"Mom, let me sleep for a while, just for a while..." Wen Yunting buried his face in the pillow, his brain automatically blocked Li Dai's calling, and fell asleep again.

I don't know how long it has passed, the door was slammed again, Wen Yunting's eyes still couldn't be opened, but the slamming sound continued, forcing him to get up and staggered to open the door.

After opening the door, Li Dai and the stylist were frightened by Wen Yunting's pale and ghostly face. Li Dai complained: "What's the matter with you kid? You're going to get married today and you're staying up late. Go wash up now. It's 05:30."

Wen Yunting was depressed, not because he wanted to stay up late, but because he couldn't fall asleep due to insomnia.Now at 05:30, Song Yan doesn't come until [-]:[-], can't we let him sleep until [-]:[-] and wake up again?

The stylist is a celebrity makeup artist, and found that although Wen Yunting's complexion is bad, he has a good foundation, and it is easy to groom a good-looking person. Now this look has a haggard beauty.Compared with some stars in the circle with flawed facial features and problematic skin, Wen Yunting can beat them much better without makeup.For example, for a female star with one pair of eyes, it would take a long time to put on her double eyelids in makeup, so the stylist was not too busy to toss Wen Yunting first, and went to help Li Dai with her hairstyle.

This saved Wen Yunting's life. After washing up, he went back to his room to catch up on sleep quietly, until his groomsmen arrived in high spirits, and when he knocked on the door, he was shocked. The married one was still lying on the ground like a corpse. On the bed, the clothes haven't been changed yet.

"Damn, Yunting, why haven't you woken up yet?!" Zuo Chunmao grabbed him, "It's almost seven o'clock now! Do you still want to get married?!"

Song Li showed concern: "Tingting, don't you want to marry my brother? Just tell me if you don't want to marry, and I'll help you with anything."

Shen Zhehang leaned against the door and yawned. Fortunately, he got up at six o'clock, and Wen Yunting was still standing here for a long time. Is it over?No, he just went home and continued to catch up on sleep.

Wen Yunting finally woke up completely, and got up to change clothes. The stylist not only finished Li Dai's style, but also brought his aunt and aunt at home, all dressed up brightly and happily.

He held the foundation and wanted to put on makeup for Wen Yunting, but Wen Yunting desperately resisted: "I don't want it anymore? I think I'm pretty good like this, and I can see people."

"At least cover up the dark circles under your eyes," the stylist pulled his hand away, "You are born with good conditions, so you don't need to change it, as long as your complexion looks healthier."

Wen Yunting heaved a sigh of relief, he couldn't bear the eyeliner and eye shadow all over his face, in his opinion, refreshing is more comfortable than anything else, I believe Song Yan doesn't want to kiss the smell of makeup all over his face.

While he was doing styling, the groomsmen got together to discuss how to embarrass the group of people who came to welcome the bride.Zuo Chunmao did his homework and wrote a note last night. Chen Yi asked Song Li, "Hey, what's your brother's weakness?"

"..." Song Li thought for a while, then shook his head solemnly, "No, I can't think of any weakness for my brother."

Chen Yi was surprised, is it necessary to flatter like this?Song Li wanted to cry, but he really didn't expect that with such a sturdy character like his brother, it would be even more difficult to make things difficult for him.

"Brother Song's only weakness is Brother Wen, right?" Zhong Lin looked at Wen Yunting who was changing clothes, "I love him so much."

Shen Zhehang laughed and said: "Then use Wen Yunting as a sacrifice."

Zuo Chunmao had goosebumps all over his body. This Alpha obviously looked gentle, and his temperament was as indifferent as water. How could he speak so harshly?

Chen Yi was very interested: "How to sacrifice?"

"It's not easy." Shen Zhehang asked Li Dai for a notepad, beckoned for the best men to come over, and they got together to discuss something.

Wen Yunting sneezed in the room, and the stylist asked, "What's wrong? Have you caught a cold?"

He shook his head and touched the tip of his nose, feeling that nothing was good.

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Just after eight o'clock, there was a commotion outside the door, and there were at least 20 people coming from the footsteps. Song Yan had many friends, and besides being the best man, there were also many people who came to join in the fun.Li Dai and the others had already locked the gate and guarded the first gate, preventing their prospective son-in-law from entering.

Zhong Lin and the others also locked the door of the room ahead of time. Zuo Chunmao took out the things he had prepared and said triumphantly, "This is our secret weapon, let your husband wait!"

Wen Yunting was startled: "...what is this?"

Shen Zhehang sat with his legs crossed and sipped a cup of tea: "It's nothing, it's just something that Song Yan can't get in."

"..." Wen Yunting was silent, as if a strange accident was about to happen.

However, marriage quarrels are a very normal custom, as long as you don't overdo it, like those quarrels reported on TV, it's really not flattering.But it's okay to block the door normally, and asking for red envelopes is also a joy, and it's not justified if the marriage is deserted.

The first door of Li Dai and his elders was quite broken, and the one who blocked the door was the aunt, who saw a stack of red envelopes stuffed in the crack of the door, she smiled and left immediately.Zhong Lin pricked up his ears to listen, and opened his eyes wide: "Here we come!"

Sure enough, there was a sound of footsteps coming over like a tide, several people were knocking on the door, shouting indiscriminately, all the sister-in-law, sister-in-law, and Mr. Wen appeared.Zuo Chunmao cleared his throat and took the lead: "Find someone first, and pass the first level!"

Xu Yao was pushed to the front, and a note was handed out through the crack of the door - finish drinking a cup of tea with oil, salt, soy sauce and vinegar.

"..." Xu Yao held the note depressed, and looked at Song Yan, "This is not my life, should you drink it?"

The person inside the door said that whoever gets it will drink it, don't give it to Song Yan, and leave something exciting for him later.Li Dai prepared a mixture of oil, salt, soy sauce and vinegar tea. The sauce brown liquid made people lose their appetite, and it was hard to swallow just looking at it.Xu Yao accepted his fate, rolled up his sleeves and took it, took a sip and his facial features were already dislocated, so he had to explain here after drinking the whole cup.

So after three sips, her friend gave Aunt Li a red envelope, and Li Dai didn't want to embarrass her child, so she said, "It's over!"

Then changed to the second one, this time it was Chi Ruoyan, and handed out another note - the derivation process of the formula of relativity.

"..." Chi Ruoyan frowned, "This question is beyond the outline, I know the formula of the theory of relativity, who will know the derivation process?"

My friends were stunned, some of them didn't even know the formula of relativity, and they all had question mark faces: What the hell is this?Some took out their mobile phones to check, but they clicked on the literature and couldn't understand it even more.

Song Yan tried hard to recall the physics courses he had taken in college: "I remember to set up two frames of reference, S and S', and set the relative speed of these two to V light seconds per second, and then..."

"Okay," Chi Ruoyan handed him the note, "Come on, I can't come anymore, I don't understand anymore."

"...I can't come either." I really overestimated him, who can remember this thing without a professional physics student?

Wen Yunting was also very curious. Does Zuo Chunmao know the answer to these difficult questions?As a result, Zuo Chunmao replied confidently: "It doesn't matter whether I know or not, as long as they don't know!"

If you can't answer, there is no other way but to stuff red envelopes.Zuo Chunmao didn't know that Song Yan's friends were going crazy from collecting these weird questions, including asking the big men outside to name ten brands of sanitary napkins.

Zuo Chunmao divided the received red envelopes equally, and left the stage honorably. Shen Zhehang coughed lightly: "Song Yan, it's your turn."

Song Yan outside the door and Wen Yunting inside the door had a bad feeling at the same time.

This time it was Zhong Lin who asked the question. He was close to the door, holding a notepad, and said, "Brother Song! Here are a few simple questions to test the tacit understanding between you and Brother Wen. If you can answer them, we will immediately answer them." Let you in!"

Wen Yunting was surprised, when was there such a link? !Why no one told him?

The point is, does he have a tacit understanding with Song Yan? !

Song Yan was silent for a few seconds: "You ask."

Zhong Lin cleared his throat: "What color does Brother Wen like?"

Inside the door, Chen Yi handed Wen Yunting a piece of paper and asked him to write down the answer.Wen Yunting was embarrassed, and for the sake of Song Yan's face, he wrote the most conservative color - black.

Then Song Yan replied: "It's white."

"..."

Shen Zhehang laughed out loud, and waved his hands for Zhong Lin to continue.The brothers outside the door comforted Song Yan, oops, it's normal not to know what color my wife likes, and they don't know what color my partner likes, who cares about this?

"How many flowers did you send for the first time?"

Wen Yunting heaved a sigh of relief, he should remember this, right?It's 99 flowers, and I was scolded on the phone.

As a result, Song Yan replied: "One car, I don't know how many flowers there are."

Wen Yunting was surprised, Song Li pointed his fingers and gave Tingting a sorry look.It's not easy for him to confess in public that he gave it to his brother to take the blame. Forget it, let's just pretend that his brother can't remember clearly. Anyway, it's normal to forget something so long ago.

"Question [-]: How many days have you been in love so far?"

Wen Yunting himself was also confused about this question, he couldn't even figure out when he and Song Yan would confirm their relationship, the two of them didn't care about these things, they just got along like this.Not to mention Song Yan, I hope he can remember this kind of thing and think too much.

So the two wrote and answered completely different answers. Shen Zhehang rested his chin and sighed: "You two don't have a tacit understanding, are you really a couple?"

Outside the door, Chi Ruoyan also asked Song Yan curiously: "You two are so oblivious, can you remember when you get married in the future?"

Song Yan gritted his teeth: "Nonsense! Of course I remember!" I can forget everything else, how can I not remember today? !

"The last one! Brother Song, this one is simple. I know the answer. You can't make a mistake!" Zhong Lin asked, "What is Brother Wen's height and weight?"

"..." Wen Yunting was silent, Song Yan probably didn't know either.

"..." Song Yan was silent, as if I really didn't know.

Ting Ting is the same height as Song Li, about 1.8 meters short, how much does he weigh?He has a light frame and doesn't weigh too much when he holds him. His collarbone is so deep that he can raise fish. Is he 120?Song Yan was distressed, it was terrible, why didn't he pay attention when he and Ting Ting went to order the dress.

Wen Yunting mourned for Song Yan in his heart. In fact, if he hadn't ordered a dress, he wouldn't have known how much he weighed.Who would have thought that such a question would be asked?If you ask him the other way around, he can't answer Song Yan's height and weight.

After answering wrong again, Song Yan got four arrows in his knee, it hurt, it really hurt.The brothers are also booing, brother Yan, what's the matter with you?Anyway, it's my wife, why don't you know anything?I have to kneel on the keyboard when I go back tonight!

Shen Zhehang sighed: "You really want to marry him? You haven't entered the door yet, so it's too late to regret it."

Wen Yunting was stubborn: "Why? We live a down-to-earth life and don't care about what's there or what's not. We'll marry him in this lifetime!"

Shen Zhehang chuckled, raised his head and asked outside the door: "Hey, Song Yan, did you hear that?"

A uniform answer came from outside the door: "We all heard it!"

Song Yan suppressed a smile: "I heard it, it's very clear."

Shen Zhehang stood up and arranged the cufflinks leisurely: "Yun Ting admitted to marrying you, and you have to carry him down when you go downstairs later, the bride's feet must not touch the ground."

Wen Yunting was dumbfounded, and it took him a long time to realize: "Damn! You tricked me again? Which side are you on?!"

Shen Zhehang smiled, it's easy to say which side, anyway, you two are a family, remember to deliver the wine on time.

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Even though he personally admitted that he "married" Song Yan, how could Wen Yunting, an Alpha, let him carry him downstairs, would he lose face?

He took the bouquet and walked down with Song Yan. When he came out, he was sprinkled all over his body by the fireworks and sequins of relatives and friends waiting downstairs.Yixiao's red Lafah parked in the neighborhood is very eye-catching. The auxiliary cars behind it are a bunch of Porsches, as well as the cars driven by the young master himself. The downstairs is like a car show, attracting many passers-by to take pictures.

Wen Yunting took the bouquet and sat in the co-pilot, Song Yan helped him fasten the seat belt, and reminded: "This Lafayette has been modified, the acceleration from [-] kilometers is too fast, please tell me if you feel uncomfortable."

Wen Yunting wondered, this kind of supercar is not suitable for domestic road conditions at all, Shanghai is so congested, how fast can you expect to drive in the urban area?

Soon Wen Yunting understood why Song Yan wanted to remind him.Now after the fourth red light, his stomach has already started to churn, and the feeling of pushing back when the supercar starts is too strong. In this urban area with constant red lights, Wen Yunting feels that he is not like him. Riding in a car is like riding a roller coaster.

He didn't sleep well last night, and went out after drinking a little sweet soup in the morning. Now that he was shaken like this, the little sweet soup he drank would be shaken out.

The route of welcoming the bride is carefully designed and long. Every street and road with auspicious names has to be walked once, and it is necessary to go up and around the city before returning to the new house.After getting off the roundabout, Wen Yunting finally couldn't take it anymore, and asked Song Yan to stop the car, and emptied his stomach while holding a tree by the side of the road.

Song Yan was very worried, took out a napkin and handed it to him, stroking his back: "Tingting, are you okay?"

Wen Yunting wiped his mouth, eyes flushed, and stared at him: "Do you think I'm okay?! How do you drive?!"

Song Yan couldn't laugh or cry, it really had nothing to do with him, he was just worried that this would happen, so he specially reminded him in advance.He wasn't driving fast, and the blame was that the starting speed was too fast, which he couldn't control at all.

After the secondary car got out of the city circle, it found the main car parked on the side of the road, so they stopped one after another.Zuo Chunmao saw Wen Yunting vomit while holding the tree, and asked, "What's going on? Why did Yunting vomit like this?"

"His complexion is not good in the morning." Chen Yi paused, "Yes?"

"No way?!" Zuo Chunmao turned around and asked Song Li, "Yun Ting is pregnant?"

"..." Song Li shook his head stiffly, don't ask him, he doesn't know anything, and he doesn't want to know.

Wen Yunting finally vomited to the point where he couldn't vomit anything, he was about to collapse while holding on to the tree, and didn't want to go back to the supercar.He wants to take the bus or the subway.

I must be the worst bridegroom, bar none.

The author has something to say: I was the one who vomited in the wedding car, absolutely no exaggeration, it’s true, I vomited too much

感谢在2020-05-2423:39:27~2020-05-2503:58:12期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel of the irrigation nutrient solution: 10 bottles on the deck; 388472467 bottles;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!