The people I chased later became my backup tires.

In the 17th year of the Republic of China, on the seventh day of October, it is advisable to get married, get married, and pray for children.

Xie Yutian was woken up before dawn, and when his eyes were still foggy, there was Xi Niang and other people who came to dress him up.

The whole house is a piece of festive red, and the big red "Happy" character is pasted on the glass windows.

Jiang Jinghui and Xie Yu's wedding was held in accordance with the combination of Chinese and Western styles, but Jiang Jinghui respected Chinese weddings more, so most of the weddings were conducted according to Chinese rules.

Therefore, Xie Yu is not in the commander's mansion now, but in Jiang Jinghui's mansion in Shaocheng.

Xie Yu sat in front of the beautiful glass mirror. He was a man after all, and he didn't have long hair, so Xi Po smoothed his hair for him, saving a lot of rules.

Under the warm yellow electric light, a middle-aged Xi Po smiled on her face, holding some bright-colored rouge in her hand, and daubed some for Xie Yu, and her cheeks were immediately stained with a soft pink like a flower. .

Xie Yu's lips were already red, but at this moment, Xi Po bought some red paper for him and licked it, making it even redder.

The young man's appearance is exquisite, and after some fine-tuning, it becomes even more gorgeous and eye-catching.

The maids serving at the side couldn't move their eyes, thinking in their hearts, who can not love such a delicate and beautiful young man?

It's no wonder that the commander fell in love with him, so much so that he married him back home openly.

Xi Po took out some thin threads from the red sandalwood box held by the maid, and twisted the fine fluff off Xie Yu's face.

Xie Yu let her play with her, but his brown eyes were inexplicably stained with the fine autumn sunlight, as if he was melancholy and haunted by some kind of regret.

He pursed his lips and wanted to ask if his brother would come.

After all, it is said that relatives will accompany the bride to get married and present the wedding sedan chair.

It would be good if brother could accompany him for a short walk, as if, as if he and brother were married.

Xie Yu lowered his eyes, his quiet, well-behaved appearance was particularly painful.

For the silk thread, Xi Po shaved his eyebrows carefully, and shaved off the fine fluff on his face. She smiled and said to the young man, "Ma'am, this is to show your face, and it indicates that you will be the daughter-in-law of the Jiang family in the future."

"You and Mr. Jiang will be peaceful and beautiful, and live a lifetime of peace and joy."

That Xi Po obviously hasn't completely reversed the feudal concept, and only praises the adults.

Xie Yu obediently said "um", but only responded.

But it was as if a fuse had sprung out of the young man's heart, and the faint fire was burning, embellishing the endless darkness with stars.He thought, if Master Jiang was an elder brother, it would be great.

As he thought about it, he couldn't help but bend his lips, and his gorgeous eyebrows became even more beautiful.

Xi Po only thought he was happy to hear the auspicious words, so she said a few more words to please him.

It's almost time, and the sound of fireworks and firecrackers outside the house is getting closer, and the procession to welcome the bride is coming.

Xie Yu wore a Chinese-style bride's wedding dress, which was a very pure red color. Xie Yu thought, it seems that blood is such a color.

He remembered that his brother once blocked the stones thrown by others to oppress him for him. The edges of the stones were sharp. He was fine, but his arm was scratched to protect him.

The injury was not serious, but the flowing bright red blood was so red that it made him panic.

It was brother who kept coaxing him, saying that he was fine, and Xie Yu was relieved.

In fact, the little idiot doesn't like red at all. In his cognition, red is the color that makes him feel uncomfortable, and red is the color that will hurt his brother.

The wedding dress was gorgeous and beautiful, with a thick but beautiful beauty, but Xie Yu felt like he was being restrained when he wore it, and the red hijab covered his head.

Xie Yu's eyes were red, burning red, making people uncomfortable.

So he closed his eyes and followed the guidance of others.

A pair of cool and rough hands held his hand, those hands were strong and reassuring, Xie Yu immediately called out in a low voice: "Brother."

No one answered him.

Xie Yu clenched those hands subconsciously: "Brother."

He followed the owner of those hands, and after a while, a faint voice came: "Well, I'm here."

Xie Yu subconsciously calmed down.

He whispered, "Brother, I...do I look good today?"

The young man didn't know why he would ask such a question, but he was clamoring in his heart, the scenes like this before were all in his dreams, it was him and his elder brother, they became husband and wife.

The elder brother in the dream would praise him for his good looks, saying that he was his most beautiful bride.

Jiang Yan's deep eyes drooped, his throat seemed to be blocked by something.

A pair of invisible hands pinched his heart, squeezing him almost out of breath.

His voice was a little hoarse: "It looks good."

"Our little Yu is the most beautiful."

Xie Yu smiled slightly, the boy was still covered with a hijab, Jiang Yanshen clearly couldn't see anything, but still praised him for his good looks.

Jiang Yan looked deeply at the wedding sedan chair coming from a distance, it was red like a ball of fire.

He slipped his throat and said softly to the young man, "Xiao Yu, close your eyes, there won't be so much red tomorrow."

"You don't like red, remember to tell the commander."

Jiang Yan closed his eyes deeply, and he swallowed the last sentence.

If you don't tell me, you will be wronged. Whenever I see you wronged, my heart aches.

The boy nodded slightly, his voice was very soft: "Okay."

Xie Yu opened his eyes and looked at his and brother's overlapping hands through the hijab.

Even at this point, this stupid boy will still be secretly happy for such careful contact.

The wedding sedan chair came, and the trumpet was blowing very loudly, which was very festive.

Xie Yu was sent to the wedding sedan chair by Jiang Yanshen himself.

Jiang Yanshen suddenly had an impulse, he wanted to drag the young man away, escape far away, avoid Shaocheng, avoid the suffocating Commander's Mansion.

He has never realized so clearly that he likes that silly boy, he likes the boy's gesture of returning to his nest like a bird when he sees him, he likes the care and joy of him kissing his side face, and he likes the boy's love for him.

Maybe he liked that child earlier, obviously he was the one who met Xie Yu first, but now he can only watch him walk into someone else's arms and become someone else's wife.

Jiang Yanshen only felt that he was like dust falling with the heavy snow, and a sense of powerlessness enveloped him.

In the end, he didn't do what he imagined. He never held the boy's hand and fled together, nor did he seriously talk to the boy about his love.

Jiang Yan looked at the sedan chair going away silently, as if in a trance, a soldier beside him reminded: "Sir, we should go."

He lowered his eyes, clenched his fingers tightly, and the back of his hand seemed to be split. The young man whispered: "Well, follow up."

It was rare for Jiang Jinghui to wear a bright red wedding gown. The man looked handsome and elegant, with a smile in his eyes, and his former seriousness disappeared somewhat.

Many people sighed, it seems that Commander Jiang really dotes on this lady.

Not to mention how difficult it is to hold such a grand wedding in troubled times, but Jiang Jinghui's different attitude towards that lady is also enviable.

When the wedding sedan arrived, the sound of the horn was still ringing, and the sound of firecrackers did not stop.

With a smile in Jiang Jinghui's eyes, he walked over directly, and glanced at Yan Jiang Yanshen inadvertently.

The man nodded and said, "Thank you for coming to pick up your sister-in-law."

Jiang Yan smiled deeply: "We are all a family. It should be such a happy day."

Jiang Jinghui nodded, got into the sedan chair, and gently held the young man's slender wrist.

He lightly smiled and stroked the boy's hand, and said in a soft and deep voice, "Madam is very good today."

Xie Yu trembled slightly, and obediently followed the man's strength to get off the sedan chair.

There is a brazier in front of the commander's mansion, which is usually asked the bride to step over. It is said that it can exterminate evil spirits, bless peace, and imply the harmony of the new couple.

Jiang Jinghui didn't let go of Xie Yu's hand, Xi Po reminded him, but Jiang Jinghui ignored him, he didn't believe that.

I think he has killed countless people, and he has never seen any evil spirits entangle him.

He only thought that the brazier was burning so hot, and his little wife was as fragile as broken ice. If she accidentally got hurt, he would be the one who would feel sorry for her.

Jiang Jinghui hugged the young man horizontally, disregarding the sound of gasps around him, and disregarding Xi Po's "unruly" persuasion, he directly carried the young man across the blazing brazier.

The man put down the boy, held hands together, and entered the lobby together.

Jiang Jinghui didn't believe in the gods of heaven and earth, so the process of worshiping heaven and earth was replaced.

He took a small red book from the attendant.

The letter, the 17th year of the Republic of China, marriage certificate.

Quite a few guests were curious, and Jiang Jinghui's behavior was indeed a bit unusual in their eyes.

Jiang Jinghui didn't care about that, he gently lifted Xie Yu's hijab, and looked at the boy intently with dark eyes.

Many guests were amazed at the beauty of this lady.

They all knew that Commander Jiang's wife was a man, but they never thought that this wife was more beautiful than a woman.

Xie Yu couldn't react for a while, he looked at the man in red in front of him with a bit of blankness in his eyes.

Jiang Jinghui smiled at him. The man was holding a marriage certificate in his hand. The smile was no longer precise and machine-like, but the soft meaning seemed to carry years of affection.

The man read aloud to the young man:

"When two surnames marry, they sign a contract together.

A good relationship lasts forever, matching the same name.

Look at the peach blossoms are burning this day, it's IKEA,

It is predicted that the melons in the year will be continuous, and Erchang Erchi.

I would like to write to Hongjian with the covenant of Baitou,

It is good to make the alliance of red leaves and record the mandarin ducks.

This card. "

Before he finished speaking, Jiang Jinghui took a step forward, and gently and slowly kissed the young man's rosy lips.

It smells like peaches, very sweet, just like the feeling Xie Yu gave him, Jiang Jinghui thought.

Xie Yu panicked and wanted to push the man away, but Jiang Jinghui's hand was so strong that he couldn't push him away, so he had to give up.

Jiang Jinghui only felt that his heart was so soft that it was unbelievable, he whispered to his blushing little wife: "Ma'am, let's live a good life in the future."

Xie Yu nodded stiffly, his eyes dodged, and he couldn't help looking at Jiang Yanshen standing behind Jiang Jinghui.

After only a few glances, he moved his eyes away again, wanting to hide his disbelief to the point of panic.

Jiang Jinghui didn't notice, he just thought Xie Yu was very shy, and he didn't care that the young man didn't respond to his question.

The wedding didn't end until night.

Jiang Jinghui can drink well, but he is still a little tipsy.

He entered the wedding room, the wedding room was well furnished, Xie Yu came back a step earlier, the young man also drank a lot of wine, the whole person was drunk, when he saw him, he smirked, he was so cute.

Jiang Jinghui felt weak in his heart, and the boy fell into his arms unsteadily, and said softly, "Drink, drink."

Jiang Jinghui laughed, and said softly, "Good boy, you've drunk too much, you can't drink any more."

Xie Yu pouted aggrievedly, but obediently did not ask for a drink.

He moved around in Jiang Jinghui's arms, his clothes loosened a lot, and his white and round shoulders were also exposed, glowing lustrously under the light.

Jiang Jinghui's Adam's apple slipped, and he couldn't help kissing her.

One kiss and everything is out of control.

Jiang Jinghui hugged the boy in his arms, put him gently on the bed, leaned over and kissed him.

After the kiss was over, both of them couldn't stand it anymore, and their clothes fell apart.

Jiang Jinghui had read quite a few books of this kind, which easily made the young man feel comfortable.

Xie Yu's brown eyes glowed with water, as beautiful as fireworks blooming in the evening sky.

The young man half-opened his eyes, looked at the man in front of him, and murmured: "Brother..."

Jiang Jinghui's movements paused slightly, his eyebrows and eyes were a little fierce, but his voice was still gentle: "Who are you calling?"

The boy sobbed: "Brother... woo."

Jiang Jinghui gritted his teeth and rushed in.

Xie Yu trembled from the pain, his eyes were a little clear, and then he was a little scared.

The man asked gloomyly: "Who am I?"

"Keep your eyes open, Xie Yu, who am I?"

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