Being petted by the old attack as a little cute

Xu Feng stared blankly at the side: "Good Nimasu..."

Zhang Ziyu grabbed Jing Qiao's hand and followed him to stand up, Yue Yang and Gao Mingming quickly made way for them to walk in front.

Originally, Yueyang and the others said that the groom can not drive today, but Jing Qiao still wants to drive by himself. Anyway, these are not the rules that must be followed, and Jing Qiao can do whatever he wants.

Zhang Meng is the first car, Yue Yang is the second, Jing Qiao is the third, followed by Luo Ming, Gao Mingming, and Wang Wei.

As soon as the cars came out, they attracted a lot of attention. They were all limited-edition sports cars, and it was difficult not to attract attention.

Jingqiao didn't want to be so high-profile. This car was just released at the beginning of this year. Gao Mingming insisted on buying it, and said that he had to buy one for each person. It would look good when he got married and drove away. He had to buy it to save money. It's a joke, I didn't expect it to come true, but this person is someone they didn't expect.

They all thought that Jing Qiao would be the last one among them to get married, but they didn't expect him to be the first one.

This was something they did not expect, and this person was not the Song Qi they all thought.

Looking at Jingqiao's current appearance, he is willing to marry Zhang Ziyu, but on his face, it can't be seen that it is just a marriage.

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Jing Qiao was driving the car without looking sideways, sensing something was wrong with Zhang Ziyu's mood: "What's wrong?"

Zhang Ziyu's mind was full of whether Ge Ting would come today, and he didn't hear Jing Qiao's question.

Unable to hear the child speak, Jing Qiao frowned, glanced at him, and emphasized his tone: "Zhang Ziyu."

"Huh?" Zhang Ziyu just came back to his senses, but he didn't know what Jingqiao said before, and he plucked the petals with his fingers, not knowing what to do.

"What are you thinking?" Jing Qiao asked lightly, before Zhang Ziyu could answer, Jing Qiao said again, "Are you worried that Ge will come to our wedding?"

Zhang Ziyu was surprised: "How do you know?"

Jing Qiao chuckled: "It's all written on your face."

Yeah?Zhang Ziyu touched his face, so obvious?

When the cars stopped at the entrance of the hotel one by one, Su Ziyin and Chen Huansha, who had already arrived, came over.

Jing Qiao got out of the car first, then walked around to the co-pilot and opened the door for Zhang Ziyu. Zhang Ziyu came down with flowers, and seeing Chen Huansha standing not far away, his eyes instantly became cold. Jing Qiao also felt it and pulled his hand. He walked up to Su Ziyin with his hand.

Su Ziyin looked at Zhang Ziyu with a smile, and the more she looked at it, the more she liked it: "Go up quickly, go up and change your clothes, your father and Mr. Zhang will welcome guests up there."

"Let's go." Jing Qiao turned his head and whispered to Zhang Ziyu.

"Your palms are sweating." While walking, Jing Qiao pinched Zhang Ziyu's fingers in the mood.

Zhang Ziyu lowered his eyes slightly, he was very nervous.

Under the witness of all important people, he announced that he would spend the rest of his life with Jing Qiao.

Seeing that he was obviously resisting this question, Jing Qiao comforted him in a rare soft voice: "You can just keep looking at me when the time comes, and walk to where I'm standing, you know?"

He is young and has little emotional experience. It is normal for him to be nervous about major events in life.

Zhang Ziyu squeezed the bouquet in his hand: "I know."

In the dressing room, the two people's clothes were hanging on the hanger, tightly stuck together, Jing Qiao's fingers flicked across the row of clothes, and then stopped on a black suit that was slightly smaller.

"Take it and change it." Jing Qiao took off the clothes and handed them to Zhang Ziyu.

Zhang Ziyu put down the bouquet, took the clothes into the changing room, Jing Qiao looked at his back, for a moment, laughed in a low voice, and went to change with his own set of clothes.

Jing Qiao changed before Zhang Ziyu. He sat in front of the vanity mirror, put his hands on the back of the chair, and looked at himself in the mirror. It was also the first time for him to wear a bright red bow tie, and he felt pretty good.

"It's changed?" Jing Qiao looked at Zhang Ziyu from the mirror.

Zhang Ziyu buttoned the last button, and said lightly: "We should go out."

When changing clothes, he also figured it out. If his mother doesn't want to come, forget it, as long as his mother is doing well now, he has nothing to be dissatisfied with. He has to meet Zhang Haicheng again when he comes here, and Chen Huansha is also here today. , came to make mother ugly.

Jing Qiao turned his head to look at him for a moment, then stood up and walked directly in front of Zhang Ziyu.

Zhang Ziyu married into Jing's family, so his father or mother should lead him to Jingqiao.

Zhang Ziyu looked at Jing Qiao's back, hesitated for a moment, and walked towards the auditorium.

The corridor was exceptionally quiet, and the cello music could be heard clearly in the auditorium. On both sides of the corridor stood white porcelain pillars more than one meter high, on which were plain and full-colored Fendra.

Fendra is a kind of rose, the color is like silky cream, the green leaves are set against the beige rose, which looks quiet and elegant.

"Zhang Ziyu." The male voice had the hoarseness unique to puberty.

Zhang Ziyu looked up, Chen Chi?

After looking at him, Chen Chi was also wearing a formal suit, so he should have come to his wedding too, but the strange thing was, what was he doing here?

He is Chen Huansha's younger brother, and Zhang Ziyu has no affection for him.

"If you are here to attend my wedding, thank you." Zhang Ziyu's brows and eyes were as cold as water under a glacier, "If you are here to cause trouble, you can leave."

Chen Chi frowned: "What do you mean?"

I have to say that Chen Chi is very handsome, the type that can make today's girls hold their faces and scream, handsome, with an attractive youthful air, even if he is unhappy and frowns, he is still handsome.

Zhang Ziyu looked at the time and walked around him: "If you're bored, go sit in the auditorium for a while, the wedding will start right away."

Chen Chi clenched his fists, his whole body trembling, Zhang Ziyu's footsteps followed behind him, walking away step by step.

He turned around abruptly and said, "You won't be happy."

The corner of Zhang Ziyu's mouth slightly raised, and his voice sounded as pleasant as a glass bead dropped into a plate: "Bounce."

"Ayu..."

Zhang Ziyu's raised face slowly froze, with surprise in his eyes that could not be concealed. Ge Ting was wearing a blue and white plain buttoned cheongsam, with an outstanding temperament, elegant and dignified.

Zhang Ziyu snorted, "Mother, I thought you wouldn't come."

"You...you haven't called me back all this time, I thought..." Zhang Ziyu spoke incoherently, his eyes gradually turning reddish.

Ge Ting walked up to Zhang Ziyu, smiled lightly and said, "They are all about to get married, do you still want to cry in front of me?"

"Let's go." Ge Ting took Zhang Ziyu's arm.

At this moment, Zhang Ziyu couldn't express his feelings. With his mother by his side, he would feel at ease no matter what.

The door opened slowly, Zhang Ziyu took a deep breath, through the flower door, through the blue and white balloon slowly floating into the air, he still saw Jingqiao at a glance.

He stood there with a just right smile on his face, probably because of his marriage, Jing Qiao's breath became soft, but with a proper sharpness, he refused everyone's approach, and only waited for Zhang Ziyu.

step.

two steps.

Three steps.

The heartbeat did not speed up, but slowed down, very slowly, almost in line with the pace of the feet, but the sound was loud and clear.

He finally walked in front of Jing Qiao.

Ge Ting looked at Jing Qiao and smiled slightly.

"Today, I will hand him over to you, Jing Qiao."

Jing Qiao nodded and took Zhang Ziyu's hand: "I accept your entrustment, mother."

Zhang Ziyu turned his head to look at Ge Ting who was walking down the stage, and shouted in a hoarse voice, "Mother..."

Ge Ting shook his head slightly at him.

The master of ceremonies looked at the two smiling, and the voice rang from every corner of the auditorium of Nuoda University: "Are you willing to spend the rest of your life with this person in front of you? Love him and be loyal to him, no matter whether he is poor, sick or disabled, until death .Do you want to?"

"I am willing."

"I am willing."

When the ring was worn on the ring finger, what Jing Qiao felt was responsibility. Zhang Ziyu in front of him hadn't grown up yet and didn't understand anything.

What Zhang Ziyu felt was growing up. In an instant, he became the adult he expected to be when he was a child.

The master of ceremonies looked at the two and blinked: "Next, can we kiss?"

There was an instant booing from the audience.

Especially in Yueyang's wave, they hooked their shoulders and yelled heart-piercingly, they didn't dare to do this normally, and they couldn't make a fuss when they got married.

Jing Qiao smiled at Zhang Ziyu: "Is it possible?"

Zhang Ziyu didn't know where to look, so he nodded, and before he could raise his eyes, Jing Qiao came over, with a gentle and clean breath.

At first I thought it was a kiss just like when I took a photo yesterday, but I didn’t expect Jing Qiao to come here for real this time. One hand pressed the back of Zhang Ziyu’s head, and the tip of his tongue lightly swept across the gap between Zhang Ziyu’s teeth. Zhang Ziyu immediately surrendered and raised his head. Just know how to bear.

"Can't breathe?" Jing Qiao chuckled in his ear.

Turning to the master of ceremonies again, "Is this okay?"

Zhang Ziyu's heartbeat that had been messed up immediately returned to normal. This was just acting, and it couldn't be taken seriously.

The master of ceremonies held his face together: "If it is more fragrant｜beautiful, I don't think everyone will mind."

"Before the wedding started, I collected a few questions from the guests who came before the audience. Could you please answer them?" the master of ceremonies asked with a smile.

Zhang Ziyu nodded, and Jing Qiao also agreed.

"But I have to say, don't go too far, Ayu is rather shy." Jing Qiao looked at Zhang Ziyu and said.

Gao Mingming shouted in a high voice from the audience: "Little cutie is so cute when she's shy!"

Zhang Ziyu pursed his lips and did not speak. He glanced at Jingqiao, not knowing what to do.

The master of ceremonies just stepped in to solve Zhang Ziyu's shyness.

"Listen well, the first question, which one of you is chasing whom?"

Everyone in the audience held their breath, wanting to see what kind of relationship this pair of heaven's favorites had.

"I chased him." Zhang Ziyu said lightly.

"Wow~" Yue Yang slapped the table below and shouted.

The master of ceremonies expressed his interest in this topic, and continued to ask: "Then why did you agree, Mr. Jing? How did little brother Zhang chase after you?"

Jing Qiao pretended to think for a while, with a smile in his eyes.

"Brother Zhang suddenly ran up to me that day and said 'Mr. Jing, you are very handsome, I want to have three meals a day with you'."

Zhang Meng raised her eyebrows, Jing Qiao is really an old hooligan, only he can say such words.

But judging by the excitement of the people below, it was obvious that they all believed it.

Zhang Ziyu held Jing Qiao's hand tightly, not daring to raise his head, his ears were as red as the bouquet of red roses on the carpet.

Jing Qiao continued, "I think, why is this kid so annoying?"

"Facts have proved that he is indeed a child, and he is very attractive... It hurts..." Jing Qiao's ending sound was light and floaty, deliberately provocative.

Who is teasing, that person knows.

The author has something to say: Zhang Ziyu: "Rebound!"

Chen Chi: "Childish!"

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