Hold on to the owner

As time passed, the sun began to move a little bit above the head, and Yan Moqing actually felt that the air around him seemed to be getting hotter and hotter.At first, Wuhen was afraid that she would be cold, so he thoughtfully put on a coat over the sleeveless wedding dress, but now, the hand that she held tightly in the palm of her hand broke out a thin layer of sweat at some point.

This temperature...is not quite right. Just as I was thinking about it, after turning around a bend, a huge...swimming pool suddenly appeared in front of me?Still steaming.If it was not built in a large outdoor courtyard, it would be more appropriate to say that it is a large bathing pool.

"This is?" Yan Mo turned his head and looked at Wuhen in surprise.

Wuhen smiled without saying a word, took her hand and moved forward slowly, blinking his eyes playfully: "Go over and have a look and you'll know?"

When I got closer, I found that the so-called bathing pool was actually a purely natural "pit", but it was processed and decorated by the people of the church, and all kinds of irregular stones were smoothed and covered the entire pit wall. , turned into a smooth inner wall, irregular shape personality bath.

As for why the clear water in the pool is steaming... Yan Moqing found out after just a little observation that there was a small hole on one side of the pool wall. If you guessed right, this should be a naturally formed hot spring area, and the water flowing out of the small hole is probably hot spring water.

"Is this a hot spring?"

Wuhen's face was full of surprise, and he replied without thinking: "How do you know?" After speaking, he suddenly realized that it was "the first time" for him and Mo Qing to come here, but the behavior and tone just now seemed that she knew Something seemed to arouse suspicion, so he quickly added a little bluntly: "I... I don't know."

Yan Moqing smiled, pointed to the small hole on the side of the pool and explained: "I think there is a water inlet there, and I roughly observed the terrain, so I guessed this way, but I'm not sure."

Mo Qing is really amazing, he can tell at a glance that this is a huge natural hot spring pool.Wuhen proudly praised Yan Moqing in his heart, after all, she is his own daughter-in-law, she is so powerful and she has a bright face too, doesn't she?

The hot spring pool is very large, and the water in it is as high as a person. The temperature should be around [-] or [-] degrees. Although the hot air is not very strong, but because the terrain here is low, it is similar to the landform of a valley, and it is just right when the wind blows the airflow. Gathered above the hot spring pool, all the mist lingered, just floating in mid-air, like a fairyland.

Wuhen pulled Yan Moqing to the edge of the pool, raised his hand and pointed, "Moqing, let's go."

Yan Mo followed her fingertips, and was pleasantly surprised to find that there was an antique wooden bridge over the hot spring pool with a diameter of about [-] meters. Like the wooden house just now, the railings of the bridge were also wrapped with emerald green The vines, but the difference is that the vines here are dotted with small flowers of various colors, which complement each other with the emerald green branches and leaves, which is too beautiful to behold.

But...there is no soil on the bridge, and there is boiling hot spring water below. Where did the vines grow from?Yan Mo was so curious that she grabbed a branch and put it in her hand. After examining it carefully, she realized that the roots of these vines were actually on the ground she was stepping on outside the bridge head. The people who planted it must have come to "adjust it" every day since it grew. "It spreads and climbs the track, starting from the head of the bridge and climbing to the end of the bridge meanderingly, which has achieved such a beautiful picture like a scroll.

But... If people with this kind of flowers are careful, how can the person next to me be less thoughtful than them?Yan Moqing smiled contentedly from the bottom of her heart, raised her hand and took Wuhen's arm, and stepped onto the wooden bridge that was faintly visible in the "immortal energy".

The bridge had been carefully paved with a red carpet early on. Even though he was wearing high heels, it was still soft and comfortable to step on. Yan Mo held Wuhen's arm and walked very slowly step by step. The mist of natural hot spring water lingered on both sides. On the side of the person, the warm breath blowing towards the face stays on the bare skin and face little by little, like a pa with the most moderate temperature, guiding the pores of the whole body to open, nourishing the whole body and mind, and even every hair is excited and jumping , clamoring how comfortable it is.

"Mo Qing," Wuhen stopped suddenly, looked at Yan Moqing face to face, and asked softly, "Do you like this place?"

"I like it." Yan Moqing nodded without hesitation, and gave her the happiest and perfect smile.

"Then..." Wuhen seemed a little nervous, subconsciously swallowed his saliva before continuing: "If, if a wedding is held here, will you... feel happy?"

Yan Moqing was taken aback for a moment, but he quickly realized that he smiled and raised his hand to point to the wooden bridge under his feet: "Is this here?"

"No, I'm talking about the church, here... here is just..." She seemed to be unable to fully express what she meant, so she bent her left leg and knelt down on one knee with a bang. on the ground.

Yan Moqing was taken aback. Before he could react, Wuhen took out a bunch of small flowers from behind as if by magic. Those flowers had very thin branches and leaves, and the petals were very small. They were not the ones sold in ordinary flower shops. , but it looks very familiar, Yan Moqing vaguely remembers that it grew under the church wall, and I don't know when Wuhen picked a bunch and held it in his hand.

"Mo Qing, will you...will you marry me?"

This scene was a bit familiar, although the location and scene were different, and although he had also made psychological preparations early, Yan Moqing's eye sockets were still uncontrollably moist.

She was even more unpromising than when she was confessed last time, she secretly thought in her heart: It must be... I accidentally got my eyes wet by the hot spring water...

Wuhen's eyes were full of affection, and he held flowers in his hands and looked at them with a smile. Yan Moqing stretched out his white and slender hands, took the bouquet and hugged it in front of his chest, bent down and lowered his head, and whispered softly in Wuhen's ear: "I am willing."

After finishing speaking, his lips gently swept over her ears and cheeks, attached to her plump and moist lips, and kissed her deeply.

This kiss was very deep and long, deeper than the hot spring pool under your feet, and longer than all the roads you walked hand in hand.Wuhen didn't know when Yan Moqing hooked her neck and stood up. She was slightly taller and lowered her head slightly. Even when she was so distracted, she never forgot her intimate promise, and she was raising her head to kiss Her Mo Qing doesn't need to be so tired thinking about her feet.

There is a kind of person in this world who has been deeply buried in my heart at some time. You don't need to deliberately show your kindness to her, and it has already been revealed naturally in your gestures.

After kissing and parting, both of them were short of breath, Wuhen hooked Yan Moqing's waist and smiled contentedly.Yan Moqing was affected by her, and couldn't help raising the corners of his mouth: "Why are you smiling so happily?"

"I married a wife, shouldn't I be happy?"

Yan Moqing spit softly: "Who is who's daughter-in-law?"

"You are my wife." Wuhen smiled innocently, then looked at the people around him and blinked playfully: "I am also your wife."

Yan Moqing heard this and teased her in a good mood: "Is it your wife who agreed to the proposal? Who approved it?"

"Then... as long as the wedding is held, you will be my legitimate wife?"

Yan Moqing tapped her nose lightly with his fingertips: "That's right."

"Okay, let's go!"

Yan Moqing raised his eyebrows, with a look of surprise on his face: "There are more?"

Wuhen smiled without saying a word, took his lover's hand, and walked down the wooden bridge step by step carefully. There was melodious music coming from not far away. When he was far away from the hot spring pool, the fog in front of his eyes cleared, Yan Mo fell Finally, a "serious" church appeared in front of him.

The so-called seriousness here refers to the elegant and solemn European-style buildings like those she had seen before, with square peaks and crosses embedded on the walls.Those places where couples can hold hands and make lifelong commitments, be witnessed by priests, and be recognized and blessed by friends and relatives-places where weddings are held.

The sound of the music is getting louder and louder, the feet have already stepped on the red carpet, and even on the lawn in front of them, artificial arches have appeared one after another, decorated with fresh plants and flowers made locally, the size is just enough to accommodate Wuhen and Yan Mo passed arm in arm.

There are people standing on both sides of each arch. When Yan Mo walked through the door holding Wuhen's arm, the people who had been waiting on the side would add a decoration for her with a smile and walk through the first road. When she entered the door, someone put on a light veil that matched her wedding dress. When she walked through the second door, someone put a small and delicate crown on the veil. When she walked through the third door, her slender arms were covered with snow-white embroidery. The long arm gloves with dark patterns, the small earlobes are replaced with well-matched earrings when walking through the fourth door, the exquisite necklace around the neck when passing through the fifth door, the sixth and seventh...

Because of these small actions, Yan Moqing's heart softened a little with every step, and some moist things in the eye sockets flickered in the sun, and she had to keep her eyes wide open and her head slightly raised to prevent them from falling.

I don't know how long I walked, how many arches I passed, until I finally stopped at the door of the church. Wearing a rice-divided red low-cut dress and light makeup, Yan Nicole withdrew her gaze, which was almost piercing through the autumn water, and squatted down with a gift box in her hand. Gently replaced Yan Moqing with a pair of binglingbingling silver diamond-encrusted "crystal shoes" that are enough to blind people's eyes.

Yan Moqing turned his head and looked at Wuhen beside him, whose eyes were filled with affectionate eyes, his heart was so soft that it almost melted into a puddle of water.

Wuhen looked at the teardrops looming in the corners of her eyes, although he knew it was because of happiness, he still frowned distressedly, raised his hand and wiped it off very gently with his fingertips, lowered his head and whispered in her ear: "Hey, don't let me go!" Cry, you are a bride, so many people are watching, it would be beautiful to cry again."

Yan Moqing was amused by her and laughed: "What's wrong with not being beautiful, don't you want to marry?"

"Of course not, I will marry whatever Mo Qing becomes."

After speaking, everything was ready, the familiar wedding march in the church sounded, Wuhen grinned, and Yan Mo, who was evoked, leaned his arms, raised his legs and collapsed in.

The wedding has officially begun!