Strong duel

wedding

In the early morning, when the church bell rang, when the birds chirped across the sky, when the crystal dewdrops jumped on the petals.

The day has finally arrived, and the three couples will be married today.

The wedding was held in a manor, there was no gorgeous arrangement, no extravagant extravagance, and even the people who attended the wedding were some of the closest people.

Jing Yi and Qiao Mingxi wore white handmade suits, Murong Xuan and Terry wore iron gray handmade suits, Hao Kai and Shao Yifan wore black handmade suits, three couples with different styles, but they all had the same smile on their faces.

This smile is called - happiness.

Some people may ask, why are they all wearing suits?

Yes, because they are three gay couples.

"Xuan, Yi, are your people here?"

It was Shao Yifan who asked the question.

Murong Xuan pulled Terry over, "My brother hasn't come yet."

"Yi, what about you?"

"Hmph, that guy Jingze didn't come either."

Qiao Mingxi patted him on the shoulder reassuringly, and said gently, "Wait a little longer."

"Yeah." Jing Yi returned a doting smile.

They are able to come to this day, they can lead their favorite people to the sacred hall, and make an oath in front of the priest. They are grateful to fate. No matter how much pain and suffering they have experienced, they can finally be together and grow old together. enough.

"Master, Mr. Leng is here."

Murong Xuan looked up, Leng Hanye had already parked his car, and he was walking towards this side with an elegant posture, the silver-gray Armani suit was properly worn on his body, a pair of deep narrow eyes with a touch of melancholy, slightly upward Picking it up, the eyelids droop slightly, making the eyes seem to be covered with clouds, hazy, very charming, mysterious and unfathomable.

The light-colored thin lips are pursed lightly, and the lip line draws a stern arc at the corner of the mouth, indifferent, alienated, and inaccessible.

There is also the innate aura of a king, he is like a bottomless pit that captures the soul, making everyone's eyes focus on him, but the aura that repells people thousands of miles away makes people dare not approach.

Jing Yi half-closed his eyes and looked at Leng Hanye, is this Xuan's real brother?What an irresistible man.

"Brother, you are here."

Murong Xuan seemed very happy, he thought that if he gave up revenge, his brother would never recognize him again.

"Ah."

Leng Hanye took out a box from his pocket and handed it to Terry, and said flatly, "Happy wedding."

Terry stared blankly at Leng Hanye, this person was stunningly beautiful, but the aura around him made him breathless, even Dean didn't make him feel so oppressed.

Murong Xuan pushed him, "Terry? Receive brother's gift quickly."

"Oh, oh, thank you, Mr. Leng." As he spoke, he was about to take the box.

Murong Xuan stopped his waist and pinched him.

"Oh, what are you doing?!" Terry glared at him.

The latter just stared at him with piercing eyes and winked at him.

Only then did Terry feel relieved, and hurriedly said, "Um, I was wrong, thank you brother, please come inside."

"Ah."

Leng Hanye nodded slightly towards the others, his gaze flicked over to Jing Yi, and there was a slight pause. In the end, he didn't say anything, and walked towards the hall under Terry's personal leadership.

Suddenly there were bursts of roaring in the air, and everyone looked up at the sky for no apparent reason, what was going on?

Soon a Wuzhi hovered over the manor, and a figure slid down from the lowered cable in a handsome posture.

"Yo Ho, it's quite lively, hi, hello."

The corners of everyone's mouths twitched in unison. This way of appearing on the stage is really special.

Jing Ze is wearing an English plaid shirt with only two buttons, and a pair of beige casual trousers and a pair of Martin boots underneath. Seems a little too out of place.

The sharp-edged face is the most perfect masterpiece of the Creator, the perfect lip shape is slightly raised upwards, and a pair of black crystal-like phoenix eyes occasionally look forward to, full of romantic charm, but no one dares to underestimate him. The light that shot out from those eyes exuded the aura of being fond of Ni Tiandi.

In particular, the sparkling diamond light in his left ear added a touch of unbridled debauchery to him.

Just like the previous man, he was another man whom one could not but look up to, with two completely different styles and two diametrically opposed temperaments, but neither one could look away nor dare to approach.

"Oh, my dear brother, brother, I'm not late, am I?" I went up to hug my brother and rubbed against him for a while.

Jing Yi pushed his paw away in disgust, "Get lost, aren't you coming?"

"Hey, you've wronged me, my brother is going to get married, how could I not come!"

Seeing Qiao Mingxi next to her, she jumped up and hugged her, "Hi brother and sister, I wish you a happy wedding."

The corner of Qiao Mingxi's mouth twitched, "Cough, thank you brother."

"Hey, Xiaofan, the boys of the Murong family, I also wish you a happy wedding."

"Thank you Brother Ze, long time no see." Shao Yifan thanked Hao Kai with a smile while holding Hao Kai's hand.

"Cough, thank you." Murong Xuan also said.

"Mr. Jing, long time no see." A deep voice came from inside.

Jing Ze followed the prestige, his eyes lit up, "Oh, Dean, long time no see!"

He smiled and strode towards Dean, and Dean also got up and came towards him. The two hugged each other big. To be honest, Jing Ze still treats Jing Ze, the owner of the most mysterious special forces in the United States - Spirit Wolf, very much. Although he only met a few times, this person's character and temper are very much to his liking.

Dean looked behind Jingze, "This must be the master of NK, Mr. Leng?"

"Dean, nice to meet you." A voice came from behind.

"Hello."

The two shook hands politely, "It's rare to meet the heads of the world's two top organizations at the same time, why don't we have a drink together?"

"OK."

"Please."

Jing Ze narrowed his eyes slightly, glanced at the figure beside him, and the corners of his mouth curled into a smile that was not a smile.