What to do with the brother who likes his classmates from the police academy

"As long as you have even the slightest thought," Izuo's lips fluttered and his pupils turned slightly downward, "I will take you out."

He scanned around the guests present, although there were many well-trained policemen, and some of them were difficult characters, but——

Not enough to be afraid of.

If Feng and he are willing.

Feng's figure paused slightly, with a helpless look on his face through the white gauze.

"You said you wanted to do what Shinichiro would do..."

"If it was Shinichiro, he would do the same," Izuna snorted softly from his nasal cavity, "Only this, I am very sure."

"That guy looks stable, but he's actually quite messy."

Although a little out of place, Feng couldn't help but smile a little - of course she didn't have the idea of ​​running away from marriage, but she knew that there were family members in the world who could recklessly bring her around, and supporters who could always rely on her back. always good.

Perhaps, this is what every relative who sends their daughter/sister off to marry is thinking.

The bride's footsteps stagnated, but the groom in front lifted his foot and walked over.

The priest in charge of witnessing the marriage twitched the corners of his mouth, but he didn't say anything after all.

"No." Feng looked at Gao Ming who came slowly, and the smile on the corner of his mouth deepened, "This is your sister's choice, and she will spend the rest of her life with her!"

"Chi—" Izuo hadn't made that disdainful expression when suddenly there was a strong force on his arm.

"Stop dawdling there," Feng dragged the tall and thin Izuna trot forward two steps, regardless of his livid face, "Don't you want to see me happy?"

"of course not!"

Izuna was forced to run—how could Feng, who was wearing a floor-sweeping wedding dress and high heels, still be so agile?What the hell is happiness—I firmly believe that my sister can be happy as long as I have myself, so I don’t want some messy people to come—as if he can’t protect Feng——

But Feng was running with him, so Izuna ran too.

The corner of the priest's mouth twisted even more, and finally he turned around directly, facing the sunlight pouring in from the stained glass window, and closed his eyes.

The people on the seats beside him seemed to be blurred, as if after Feng danced on the white ice with skates in the past, the whole person turned into a dancing streamer and threw himself into the arms of Gao Ming who had been prepared.

It's just that this time, she was followed by a brother with a bad face, staring at Gao Minghuan's hand on Feng's waist.

Just at the moment when the two met, Feng let go of Izuna's hand. He subconsciously grabbed it, but only wiped a cloud of light gauze, leaving nothing in his palm.

Izuna pursed her lips, feeling uneasy in her heart.

And Gao Ming also smiled directly, and picked up the bride who was running towards him. It was obviously a normal marriage, but he ran away in a posture of elopement - if two people elope, it seems not bad.

Thinking this way, although there was still a layer of veil between him, Gao Ming put his forehead on his face and met his eyes through the veil. Within a few seconds, he couldn't help but kiss the corner of his bride's eyes.

"Yu Sheng, please give me more advice."

"Me too." Feng's eyebrows were curved, and his small canine teeth were exposed unwillingly, "Please give me your advice, Mr. Gao Ming."

Headed by several best men in the church, everyone applauded and blessed.

At the scene, probably only the priest standing in the front with his eyes closed had a subtle resonance with Izona's mood.

What an unusual couple. He crossed himself on his chest. Even though the groom looked so steady, would he still mess around with the bride in the end?

But Izuna was more blunt. He ignored his sister's initiative and only had one thought in his mind.

Sure enough, I still feel uncomfortable looking at the guy!

"If I know that Feng has a little bit of grievance," Izuo clenched his fists with empty palms, and Izuo's eyes became dangerous, "I will kill you."

"Ah," Gao Ming gently put Feng on the ground, and smoothed her veil with one hand, but his eyes passed her and met Izuna, "I'm waiting anytime."

When the sword was on the verge of breaking out, Kotaro ran over and sprinkled the petals he had prepared on several people.

"Your Excellency Feng, Your Excellency Gao Ming, happy wedding!"

Then he took Izuna's hand hanging by his side.

"Your Excellency Izuna, you have to bless them too."

Izuna glanced at the little heartless man, saw Feng's head turned, and finally said slowly from between his teeth...

"Happy wedding, Feng."

"Mr. Zhufu Gaoming, are you willing to marry Ms. Yamamura Kaede? From now on, regardless of poverty or wealth, regardless of health or disease, regardless of prosperity or adversity, regardless of young or old age, you will always love each other , forever, forever?"*

The man was in a white suit, his shining ice blue pupils were softer than ever, and he looked at the person who was about to become his bride.

"I am willing."

After a small episode, the priest was finally able to carry out the normal process.

He turned to the bride with relief and repeated the same lines.

"I am willing."

Very good, very smooth... For some reason, a stone fell heavily in the old priest's heart.

After all, as an old priest, he has presided over countless weddings and seen countless accidents, especially the newlyweds were so upset at the serious wedding at the beginning, and the bride seems to have an older brother who is not easy to mess with... Fortunately, they are enough fall in love.

After watching the couple exchange rings, the priest's tone softened.

"Groom, you can kiss your bride now."

Amid the warm applause, Gao Ming lifted Feng's veil, and a face that would never have been more beautiful and cuter appeared in his heart. Even though Feng was wearing bridal makeup, she was like a red leaf that bewitched his heart even though she was wearing a white wedding dress.

It's just that Miss Hongye would be willing to be cheated even if she was cheated.

The lips that I hadn't kissed before were extraordinarily tender, like unpacking a gift box I've loved for a long time, no matter what was inside, I was already excited enough.

"In the future, I will really be my sister-in-law." Jing Guang looked at his elder brother and his contemporaries who were kissing on stage, "It feels like I lost something suddenly."

Jiang Gu has become a subordinate Zero: "At least you don't have to call her the leader."

In comparison, it's okay to be called sister-in-law - he and Jing Guang are young and tame, so Jing Guang's elder brother is his elder brother, and Jing Guang's sister-in-law is also his sister-in-law.

The smooth logical chain convinced Jiang Guling himself.

"Why am I so moved?" Hagiwara, who was the best man, actually burst into tears. He was the one who reacted the most emotionally. "When I think that Fengjiang is going to get married, I still feel a little bit reluctant."

"Damn it, it's your turn to say that!"

There were sparkles in the sockets of Mulu's eyes, but she still held back not to drop a drop—

Don't cry, makeup will fade.

"Wooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo maple..."

She didn't know what mood she was in. You Xunran was going to marry someone who was going to marry a man who was good enough, and she would be happy too.

But...they are, from birth, almost inseparable puppies. They share each other's happiness and sorrow, and support each other in the darkest days. hesitate.

"...I'm no worse than a stinky man! I have a lot of love for Feng!"

Mu couldn't hold back the tears, and was afraid that the makeup would smudge, so he simply lifted up the hem of his skirt and stuck it to the corner of his eyes to suck away the tears.

"Hurp." As soon as the words came out, Hagiwara choked back in fright, "Calm down, Muku-san."

"I'm calm, woo woo woo."

Hagiwara had no choice but to take out a handkerchief and hand it to Muku, lest she continue to wipe her tears with the hem of the skirt - although the hem of the skirt is quite long, it is not so elegant after all.

"The most reckless one is married," Matsuda, who had been silent all this time, suddenly messed up his curly hair that he had fixed with hairspray today, "Our days of recklessness are completely over, right?"

As soon as these words came out, several people fell silent.

Although it seems too pretentious to use words like youth for a person who is already in his thirties, but——

When their best friends were studying together at the same time, the nonchalant police officer who usually has the least airs of adults will get married and enter the next stage of life.

They couldn't help but feel that their youth was completely over.

Not to mention that Feng was the first of them to get married.

This is not a sense of loss that can be replaced by increasingly trivial daily and serious tasks, or the deeper and deeper responsibilities on the shoulders and the arrival of newcomers.

Feng's wedding oath also seems to declare that the contemporaries have entered a new stage of life together.

"Zhen Pingjiang, your eye circles are so red."

"Long-winded! I want you to take care of it."

After taking the oath in the church, before going to the banquet, there is another extremely important link——

Throw bouquets.

"Murderous, I feel murderous." Hagiwara rubbed his arms, "Musang-san, why are you?"

"Although there is no marriage partner," Muku sniffled, "but that is Feng's bouquet!"

As we all know, the bride's bouquet is taken over by her best girlfriend!

Muling glanced at the women present who looked restrained on the surface, she would never lose to them!

Among those present, there were quite a few who had boyfriends and were close to getting married.

Natalie is not in a hurry because she and the squad leader have already fixed the wedding date, but she also hopes to be blessed with a bouquet of flowers.

And Hana Sato of the Metropolitan Police Department is a formidable enemy.

As a woman in the Metropolitan Police Department who is second only to Feng in skill, her relationship with her boyfriend Takagi has become a matter of course... Maybe just a little hint from this bouquet of flowers, her eyes are not on Feng, but the muscles all over her body are quietly tense.

Miyamoto Yumi not only has a boyfriend, but also likes to join in the fun, but she is likely to take part and give it to Sato...

Muku glanced at Ran who followed Mouri Kogoro, and Xiaolan seemed to be Kudo Shinichi's girlfriend, and according to her investigation, Mouri Ran's luck value was unbelievably high.

Maybe the bouquet just fell into her hands.

The dark tide was surging behind her, but Feng herself was very chic. She stood on the steps in front of the church, holding up the bouquet in her hand, and supported her back so that the bride in stiletto heels could stand firmly.

The moment it was thrown out, Feng seemed to hear the roar of the car.

But that doesn't matter... Looking back excitedly to see whose house the bouquet fell to, Feng found that the scene was dead silent.

"What is this?"

After solving the urgent case, he hurried from Nagano. As soon as Yamato Kansuke got out of the car, a ball of fragrant flowers appeared in his arms.

The women unconsciously leaned forward, but they all ignored Feng's strength——

Could the bouquet thrown by Feng fall lightly nearby?

Feng directly threw the bouquet out of the posture of a shot put.

Even the able-bodied policewomen could only stare dumbfounded at the bouquet drawing a beautiful arc in the air and falling into the arms of the ferocious Nagano prefectural police.

"That, dare sauce." Uehara Yui hastily stroked two hairs that he had arranged before he came down, "This looks like a bouquet, if it falls in your hand, it's yours..."

"Do you like this thing?" Yamato Gansuke frowned, and threw the bouquet to Yuyi casually, "Then I'll give it to you."

"Hey? Ah!" After receiving the bouquet in a hurry, facing everyone's eyes, Uehara Yui's face turned red, and her voice was quite high-pitched, "Dare you be an idiot—!"

"Happy wedding."

Yamato Gansuke had already walked straight in front of Zhu Fu Gaoming, stretched out his fist and touched his good brother's chest.

Then he found that the good brother's smile seemed a little subtle, and the junior also seemed to have a chill.

Seeing Uehara Yui who was holding the bouquet carefully despite his angry face, Zhu Fu Gaoming slowly smoothed out the wrinkles on his chest caused by fist bumping, his eyebrows and eyes raised slightly.

"It seems that I will send you my blessing soon."