So You Have Loved Me Too

Even if he doesn't read it, he can guess how cold Ji Chicheng's face is at this time.

This kiss must be revenge, but today is his own wedding, he can't hit his own place, so he can only... endure it!

Ji Chicheng gritted his teeth, waited for Qi Helian ferociously, wiped his lips with his hand in disgust, and glanced at the painful woman who was holding back her smile.

Without saying anything, he stretched out his hand, clasped the back of her head, lowered his head and pressed his lips to her lips, and kissed.

Upon seeing this, the master of ceremonies immediately took this to arouse the atmosphere, "The groom can't wait to kiss the bride, applause."

Nima, it was so exhausting to be the emcee for the first time, and the style of painting changed when it changed.

"The bride's bouquet, anyone who can't wait to get married can get ready."

At the end of each session, it was finally time for the bride to throw her bouquet.

Ji Anning stood on the stage, with his back to the audience, and a row of people stood behind him, some of whom were already married, and joined in the fun.

Xin Xiaoxiao stood at the forefront, with bright eyes staring at the flower in Ji Anning's hand like a radar.

"One..." The emcee began to report, "Two...Three..."

When the master of ceremonies called three, Ji Anning raised the flower in his hand and threw it back vigorously. A row of people standing behind rushed to grab it.

Hua was flicked by one of the hands and flicked backwards. To everyone's expectation, Hua landed on Ji Mingyue's legs sitting in the first row. Her hands instinctively embraced her.

The bride's bouquet that so many people wanted to grab came into her hands like this, without a little defense, and without a trace of concern, it appeared in her sight and surprised her...

She held the flowers in both hands, raised her head in shock, staring at her with a pair of eyes. She was a little embarrassed and smiled and explained: "I don't want to grab it."

Someone joked: "It seems that the fourth lady is not far off."

"I don't need any fate." Ji Mingyue frowned, turned to look at Wu Qingsong who was sitting next to him, and stuffed the flowers into his hand, "Here you are, you need peach blossom luck more than I do."

With a joke, her embarrassment was resolved again.

But Wu Qingsong was embarrassed. He was holding the flower and couldn't laugh or cry. He didn't know how to deal with it.

Ji Anning approached him very understandingly and smiled and said to him: "Uncle Qing Song, I still have to return this flower to me."

what? uncle?

Wu Qingsong was taken aback for a moment, and he usually called him Qingsong, but today he suddenly became an uncle. His identity is a bit messy.

But looking at Ji Mingyue next to him, he felt that there was nothing wrong with Ji Anning calling his uncle. After all, he and Mingyue grew up together, and they were considered equal.

He smiled and exchanged the flowers with both hands to Ji Anning, "Take it."

"Thank you Uncle Qingsong." Ji Anning also took the bouquet with both hands, then looked at Ji Mingyue, and said in a joke: "Sister, don't grab the bouquet, it seems that your peach blossom is not far away. ."

Ji Mingyue frowned and stared at her, "Don't be big or small."

Ji Anning pouted, "Your niece gets married today. Give a little smile, and there are a lot of single men on this occasion. Don't keep your face sullen, so that people will not dare to approach you."

"Bad girl, are you looking for cursing?" Ji Mingyue stretched out her hand and poked Ji Anning's forehead vigorously.

But there was a smile on his face.

Although the smile was not obvious, Ji Anning felt extremely relieved and heartwarming.