When Wang Ye picked up the future brain master

wedding.

Ye Qianqiu was still standing tremblingly, he turned his head in panic and glanced at Mu Yao who was also wearing a red wedding dress beside him.

Mu Yao's hair is neatly combed today, and he looks a lot more handsome than usual, but Ye Qianqiu always thinks that he looks better in military uniform, but he can't be married to him in military uniform, right?

Today is my big day, and I can't make a mistake.

Originally, he was still standing unsteadily, but he wanted to stand with Mu Yao and worship together instead of being hugged by him, so there was no sense of ceremony at all. In this life, he only became such a kiss, he Be sure to treat well.

Mu Yao could see that the lover beside him was nervous, but he was also in the same mood, anxious, nervous, excited, surprised, happy, many mixed emotions intertwined together, he couldn't figure out Wang Dehai who was walking towards them now What's going on.

Although Wang Dehai was still dressed in his usual clothes, the expression on his face was genuine, with a smile all over his face, he took small steps and said, "My lord, you should go in and pay your respects."

Ye Qianqiu's mind was lifted, and he was nervous for a moment, and he reached out to grab Mu Yao's hand beside him. Mu Yao was stunned for a moment, and grabbed his backhand.

Their parents are gone, so they only worship heaven and earth, and there is no person in charge. They only invite acquaintances and some ministers who Ye Hong intends to win over with this marriage. No matter what the reason is, the people who come here see When the two of them were talking, there was also one sentence in their hearts, the prince and General Mu were simply a match made in heaven.

Step by step, he walked towards the chapel room, although Ye Qianqiu's legs didn't hurt very much, but after all, he hadn't walked for more than ten years, so he was really a little weak - there may be other reasons.

Seeing that he was walking really hard, Mu Yao simply bent down and hugged him horizontally, regardless of the eyes of the people around him and the exclamation from Wang Dehai.

Ye Qianqiu was taken aback by him, but he stretched out his hands to wrap his shoulders like a conditioned reflex.

Mu Yao smiled lowly and said, "What are you afraid of? I'm here."

"Who, who is afraid? Isn't it just a marriage? I am the prince!" Ye Qianqiu didn't realize that he had even forgotten the name of the prince.

Mu Yao laughed and said: "Understood, let's go, worship."

One room in red clothes, two newlyweds, three lives intertwined, four lives accompanied, five predestined fates, six lucky people.

Seeing his elder brother's wedding ceremony, Ye Hong mixed in the crowd in casual clothes, holding the quiet hand beside him.

The corners of Cen Ji's mouth were slightly raised, and his eyes were full of satisfaction.

If you have a king in this life, what more can your husband ask for?

Mu Ai stood beside Guan Hao, gently stroking his slightly protruding lower abdomen with his hands, and there was a trace of gentle tenderness in his eyes. Mister cruel things.

In the evening, Mu Yao finally finished his toast at the banquet, and was rescued by Ye Hong who changed his clothes and came over to give gifts in person, and finally got the chance to go back to his room.

Unexpectedly, as soon as she opened the door, she saw Ye Qianqiu in a red wedding dress had already fallen asleep with her head tilted on the bed covered with a big red quilt.

His face was red, not sure if it was because he fell asleep, and the roots of his ears were also red.

Mu Yao touched it with his hand, and sure enough, it felt good, soft and warm, and he couldn't help pinching it again. Ye Qianqiu didn't seem to wake up, but just shrugged his nose.

Mu Yao thought it was fun, maybe it was because of the alcohol, he stretched out his hand and pinched Ye Qianqiu's small nose rebelliously, Ye Qianqiu couldn't breathe, and opened his eyes with a frown.

"What are you doing?" Ye Qianqiu was still a little dazed.

"What do you think you should do?" Mu Yao lowered his head and took a smack on his lips.

Ye Qianqiu thought for a while: "Sleep?" The kind that can move?

Mu Yao turned around and took two small wine glasses filled with wine, and handed one to him, Ye Qianqiu chuckled: "Bring a glass of wine."

The arms of the two people are intertwined, just like the invisible red thread that is destined, the two of them will always be together like this, even if the red thread is broken, they will not be separated.

After drinking, Ye Qianqiu felt that there was something wrong with Mu Yao's eyes, like Yuan Xiao's expectant and excited eyes when he saw a live rabbit.

He raised his head and looked at Mu Yao uneasily, feeling a little scared in his heart, but he still put on an expression that he was not afraid of anything, but in fact he seemed to be flustered.

Mu Yao finally lived up to his nervousness, stretched out his hand and pushed him down, Ye Qianqiu fell back on the soft quilt, and Mu Yao's wine-smelling kiss was printed on his lips...

A charming room with gentle candlelight.

The author has something to say:

My aunt is here, and I feel dizzy. I took painkillers, so I’m going to update Mu Ai’s tomorrow. I hope you can understand