Being petted by the old attack as a little cute

As soon as the words fell, Jingqiao fell down, the sun was shining outside, Zhang Ziyu's eyes were completely white, only the touch on his lips was real and soft.

After several groups of photos were taken, Zhang Ziyu was numb to the poses. Even when they were walking, Bolai would run around them, taking pictures non-stop.

From the beginning to the end, Jing Qiao behaved very naturally, Bo Lai said kiss, as long as Zhang Ziyu did not object, Jing Qiao kissed Zhang Ziyu so that he would be dizzy.

In fact, there were only three kisses in total, and each time it was just a light touch, but every time Zhang Ziyu felt dizzy.

Every time Jing Qiao kissed, Zhang Ziyu wanted to turn his head away. The third time, Jing Qiao directly pinched his chin and kissed him.

Bo Lai slapped and screamed beside him, Zhang Ziyu's ears were burning.

On the way, Bo Lai was called to watch a set of films, and asked Jing Qiao and Zhang Ziyu to rest for a while.

Zhang Ziyu couldn't wish for it. He needs to calm down. During the time of taking pictures, he felt that he and Jing Qiao were really getting married. With a little movement of him, Jing Qiao knew what to do to make him comfortable and make Bo Lai take pictures. The most emotional photos.

Jing Qiao took a bottle of water and handed it to Zhang Ziyu: "Tired?"

Zhang Ziyu shook his head: "It's okay."

Jing Qiao stared at him for a while, then said, "I shouldn't have acted rudely before."

Zhang Ziyu was taken aback for a while, then nodded stiffly with red ears.

"Is this your first kiss?" Thinking of Zhang Ziyu's previous reaction, Jing Qiao panicked, like a cat being held by the back of the neck, and dared not move.

"Yes..." Zhang Ziyu replied lightly, concealing the inexplicable nervousness and shyness in his heart.

How can such a question be asked so calmly, and there is no sense of disobedience in changing this sentence to "Have you eaten today?"

Jing Qiao saw that he was shy. Although his face was expressionless, his trembling eyes betrayed him.

"Have you ever been in love?"

Zhang Ziyu shook his head: "I don't feel it."

There were quite a few people chasing after him in high school before, but he didn't like any of them. Until graduation, no one could pick off this high mountain flower.

But Jing Qiao took it off and put it in his pocket.

If the people who chased Zhang Ziyu knew, they would be sad to death a lot of girls.

"Hmm..." Jing Qiao nodded thoughtfully, and then said in an elder's tone, "We still have to focus on studies now."

Zhang Ziyu: "..."

What happened to the high school class teacher who said that he went to college and fell in love casually?

At Zhang Ziyu's age, he tends to think wildly, Jing Qiao doesn't want him to think too much.

Zhang Ziyu is his man now, if he rebels, Jing Qiao will take care of him.

If Zhang Ziyu falls in love, gets emotionally hurt, dies or lives, and makes a big fuss, what others think of him is secondary. The main reason is that Jing Qiao feels that Zhang Ziyu's temperament is unstable at this age, and he is easily influenced. things delayed the future.

But Zhang Ziyu has good grades, is quite obedient, and knows a few things. Except for stealing desserts, Jing Qiao is quite satisfied with marrying him.

At the beginning, he was only sympathetic and the goodwill that was almost negligible four years ago prompted him to ask for a marriage with the Zhang family. He thought that Zhang Ziyu's personality would change drastically after his parents divorced, and Jing Qiao was even ready to clean up the mess. But after two days of contact, he knew that Zhang Ziyu was still the same Zhang Ziyu four years ago, innocent and kind, but with a thick layer of cold armor to isolate everyone.

Zhang Ziyu lowered his head, did not speak, and was immersed in his own thoughts.

He didn't hate Jing Qiao, nor did he dislike the marriage of the two of them very much. From being unbelievable at the beginning to gradually accepting it now, he just needed to adapt to Jing Qiao's sudden entry into his life.

The two are already in the last group of photos. Jing Qiao is wearing a black suit, Zhang Ziyu is wearing a black sportswear suit, with a black jacket on top, loose trousers that are tightened around the ankles, and black canvas shoes that match Jing Qiao very well.

"It will be even more tiring on the wedding day." Jing Qiao said while sitting on the sofa beside him.

Zhang Ziyu didn't know why: "Why?"

Jing Qiao turned his head to look at him for a while, and finally said: "Do you really think that Yue Yang and the others won't make trouble in the bridal chamber?"

"Wang Wei and Zhang Meng?" Because they don't look like people who like to boo.

"Bad guys tend to look pretty harmless."

Of the four of them, Wang Wei and Zhang Meng usually come up with ideas, while Yue Yang and Gao Mingming are activists.

On the day of Jing Qiao's wedding, they would definitely not let Zhang Ziyu go easily.

The photo was taken on Sunday. On Monday, Jing Qiao and Zhang Ziyu went to get their marriage certificate. Zhang Ziyu held a red book and looked at the photo on it. Jing Qiao bowed his mouth politely, and Zhang Ziyu bent his eyes with laughter from the sister who took the photo.

Jing Qiao looked at the photo and said, "It's pretty nice."

The itinerary was very full, and there was no extra time for Zhang Ziyu to be melancholy. He became a married person in that year.

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On the morning of the wedding, Zhang Ziyu stood on the balcony holding his mobile phone. This was the eighth phone call Zhang Ziyu made to Ge Ting during this period of time.

The phone rang for a long time and was finally connected. Zhang Ziyu's palms were soaked in sweat.

There was no sound, Zhang Ziyu shouted, "Mother?"

Ge Ting gave a faint "hmm".

"Mother... you finally answered my call." When Zhang Ziyu said finally, his voice was hoarse and hoarse as if something had pierced it, "I'm getting married today, are you coming?"

"You won't tell me the address. I don't know where to send the invitation?"

"At 22:[-] in the morning, I'll be waiting for you on the sixth floor of Herui Hotel." Zhang Ziyu closed his eyes, but no one could know how disturbed he was at this moment. He was waiting for his mother to agree.

Ge Ting sighed heavily and said, "I'll come over when I have time."

"I'll wait for you." Zhang Ziyu hung up the phone after speaking. After a long time, he raised his hand to cover his eyes.

"Hey, Zhang Ziyu, have you gotten up yet?" Xu Feng's voice sounded like a trumpet playing outside, pulling Zhang Ziyu out of his sad mood all at once.

Zhang Ziyu rubbed his hair, walked over and opened the door.

"I slept well, Luo Mingfei..." Xu Feng's words stopped abruptly, he put away his smile, and asked, "What's wrong with you? Have you been crying?"

"It's okay." Zhang Ziyu walked to the closet and began to change clothes, "Why did you come here so early?"

"Oh, I slept well. Luo Mingfei asked me to come over and said that I was your best man. He was Jingqiao's best man. He scored twice. Let me accompany you today, from home to the hotel." But looking at Xu Feng There was no reluctance in her appearance, on the contrary, she was very excited, as if it was him who was going to get married.

"You just wear this white suit?"

Zhang Ziyu went to rinse his mouth and wash his face, and said, "The other Jing brothers have all been sent to the hotel."

Xu Feng looked at Zhang Ziyu's narrow waist, smiled happily, and asked, "How many clothes did Jing Qiao order for you?"

"I don't know, brother Jing arranged it."

Xu Feng: "..." You are amazing when you get married!

"By the way, when I knocked on the door just now, it was an aunt who opened the door for me. Isn't Jing Qiao up yet?" Seeing that Zhang Ziyu and Jing Qiao didn't sleep together at all, Xu Feng probably didn't know, so he touched it. The door of Jingqiao Room, I thought it would be locked, but I didn't expect it to open with a push, and there was no one there!

It's over! It's over!

"Zhang Ziyu, Jingqiao seems to have run away from marriage!" Xu Feng said to Zhang Ziyu in a panic.

Zhang Ziyu: "..."

Thaksin believed that other people escaped marriage, but Jing Qiao escaped marriage, it is impossible to think about it.

When Zhang Ziyu was cleaning himself up, Xu Feng kept spurning Jing Qiao's behavior. After he spurned him, he felt puzzled. Why did Jing Qiao go?

"Let's go." Zhang Ziyu was about to go downstairs.

It's already eight o'clock, and some guests will arrive early.

Xu Feng followed him in disbelief: "You, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you student will stop! Who gets married and goes alone, no, call Jing Qiao!"

Zhang Ziyu didn't even stop.

Xu Feng scratched his head from behind: "Why do I not even have a red envelope when I'm a best man? Didn't you say that there are red envelopes?"

As soon as the voice fell, the sound of the car's engine came from below, and then turned off.

Xu Feng stopped immediately. He grabbed Zhang Ziyu and ran to the window to see that it was Jing Qiao and his friends!

The red envelope is here!

Zhang Ziyu was still in a daze until he was pushed into the room. Who can tell him how Xu Feng, who has never been married, knows about the customs of marriage, and still stands at the door, crying for red envelopes, and not opening the door .

Gao Mingming slammed his huge body against the door, gasped and said, "You bastard with no hair yet, open the door!"

Xu Feng snorted: "Call me? The red envelope has increased! One thousand! No negotiation!"

Gao Mingming went to see Luo Ming: "How do you manage it?"

Luo Ming leaned against the white railing on the second floor and Qiao Han spread his hands: "I can't control it, like a monkey."

Jing Qiao came up from behind, wearing a matching white suit with Zhang Ziyu, with a white and green flower pinned to his chest, holding a white and green bouquet in his hands, and slowly walked up the stairs step by step, handsome The perfect eyebrows and eyes exude a charm that can catch everyone's attention.

"Open the door, I'll give you a red envelope." Jing Qiao said at the door.

"Hey, Jingqiao, are you here? One thousand is not enough, the time has passed, let's round it up, six thousand 660 six, for auspiciousness!" Xu Feng pushed forward without knowing his life or death.

Zhang Ziyu sat on the bed, his heart beating like thunder.

Yue Yang listened with a smile: "This is really a little bastard." Turning his head to look at Jing Qiaodao, "Do you have a key? Just open the door. Luo Ming, take care of your bastard."

Jing Qiao smiled indifferently: "It's okay, marriage is to be happy."

As he spoke, he took out his wallet, and all the cash was only two thousand.

Yue Yang: "Don't look at me, I didn't bring my wallet with me today."

Gao Mingming: "I left in a hurry this morning, so I didn't bring any with me."

Wang Wei: "I only have one thousand cash here."

Zhang Meng blinked: "Don't look at me, my good brother, I never carry money with me, and Alipay is everywhere."

Jing Qiao smiled softly: "That's not what I meant."

Several people suddenly looked at each other and smiled, understood!

"Little bastard, open the door, I'll give you the money!" Luo Ming leaned against the door and shouted, while Gao Mingming next to him was ready to go.

Xu Feng glanced at Zhang Ziyu, then turned the lock on the door, opened the door, and saw Luo Ming smile with a smile on his lips, Xu Feng's heart immediately rang alarm bells, it was the same smile that Luo Ming used to punish the students before!

But it was too late to regret it, Gao Mingming had already knocked open the door, Luo Ming quickly hugged Xu Feng by the waist, Xu Feng couldn't break free, he was angry and anxious for not getting the red envelope: "Mom, you bastards! Robbery!"

Zhang Meng patted his face: "Well... it's marriage robbery."

Xu Feng gritted his teeth.

But Zhang Ziyu never noticed all of this.

Zhang Ziyu watched Jing Qiao slowly walking towards him from among them, his eyebrows and eyes were as gentle as stars, which could melt glaciers, and his eyes were focused and affectionate.

Zhang Ziyu almost fell into his eyes.

Jing Qiao walked up to Zhang Ziyu, knelt down slowly, put the flower in Zhang Ziyu's right hand, held up his left hand, and kissed the back of Zhang Ziyu's hand sincerely and cherishingly, with a voice that could bewitch people:

"Honey, are you ready to go?"

The author has something to say: Xu Feng: "Give me a red envelope, if you don't give it, don't let Zhang Ziyu come out."

Zhang Ziyu: "Get lost, I'm going to marry Brother Jing."

I really don’t know how to name the article, even if I’m killed, so I changed it a few times, and this article will be fixed with this name in the future, and I won’t change it again.

good night!