Song Xiaoya has the best relationship with lengbing. Seeing this scene, she has been crying in Mu Junhao's arms for a long time.

This silly girl, finally waiting for her spring, her happiness!

Wenqiao was also held in his arms by Li Fengbei. Li Fengbei gave her a kiss on her forehead. She was also deeply moved.

It's not easy for two people to be together, so we should cherish them!

Wen Qiao gave a kiss on Li Fengbei's face, put it in his ear and said passionately, "husband, I love you!"

Li Fengbei's eyes brightened, pinched her waist which she didn't look at Yingying, bowed her head and gave her a kiss on her purplish red lips.

"Me too! I love you

With that, they looked at each other with a smile, and in each other's eyes were unspeakable feelings for each other.

With ten fingers tightly clasped, they turned their heads and looked at a couple of beautiful women on the oath stand. They all showed a blessing smile.

"Mr. yumochuan, from now on, he will marry Miss Leng Bingbing. No matter how old she is or how sick she is, he will never leave her. He will take care of her, protect her and become her life-long dependence. Will you?"

"I will!"

Amid the applause and cheers of the guests, yumochuan replied loudly, putting the ring on the cold ring finger.

He hugged lengbing excitedly, "wife! I finally married you

Holding yumochuan coldly and tightly, he has the joy of recovery, the anger of being cheated, and the joy of marrying his beloved.

All kinds of emotions in the heart repeatedly agitated, even if overturned the Wuwei bottle, Wuwei miscellaneous Chen.

Marriage is a very happy thing, but also a very tiring thing.

When the wedding ceremony was finished, lengbing felt that her hands and feet were no longer her own, and her whole body was paralyzed. She just wanted to find a place to sit down.

It's a pity that the guests haven't completely dispersed, so we need to deal with them one by one.

Yumochuan stood beside her. When she couldn't help reaching for her waist, she whispered in her ear: "go and have a rest! I'll deal with it here! "

Cold ice stares at him one eye, pulls apart with his distance.

This is her wedding. This is the only time in her life. No matter how tired you are, you should stick to it until the end, otherwise it will be incomplete.

At ordinary times, if yumochuan is so considerate to her, she must feel very happy. But now she just looks at yumochuan. Who told him to cheat himself on such an important day.

Yumochuan

Knowing that he was wrong, he kneaded his eyebrows helplessly.

"Stand here and wait for me!" Yumochuan road.

See him turn around to walk away, cold tip of heart a jump, in the heart flashed a nervous, "Hey, language Mo Chuan, where are you going?"

Yumochuan stopped and gave her a gentle smile. "Wait for me. I'll be right back."

Icy: "I'm not..."

Looking at the back of yumochuan, I subconsciously grasp the dress skirt.

Just came back from life and death, she didn't want him to leave for a moment, and she didn't want him to leave her sight for a moment.

However, she just ignored him, and now she could not save face to hold him.

It seems that I have no backbone!

As soon as this person left sight, she was as if she had been pulled out of her soul.

Fortunately, after a while, yumochuan came back.

He was holding a pair of slippers in his hand, squatting in front of her, holding her feet and taking off her high heels.

"Tired? Put on these shoes

Leng Bingbing quickly shrunk her feet and said, "don't! I'll do it myself

Standing for a day, now the weather is a little hot, a little sweat.

But the language Mo Chuan stubbornly grasps her foot, the tone is firm gentle, "don't move, I wear for you!"

He didn't dislike her dirty feet at all. Holding them in his palm was like holding a rare treasure.

Looking at his gentle appearance coldly, a warm spring welled up in my heart.

This man is so tender all the time.

"It's much more comfortable. Don't stand for so long in high heels next time!"

Language Mo Chuan says, raise a head to come, whole person all Leng.

The woman looked at him, big eyes covered with crystal tears, a piece of fog.

It's pathetic.

Language Mo Chuan heart is about to melt, a cold pull into the arms, affectionately comfort: "don't cry! Watching you cry is more painful than directly stabbing in your heart! "

"You..." cheat!

Leng Bingbing put his hand on his shoulder and hit him. When he got to his mouth, he slipped back again.

Today is their wedding. She doesn't want to fight with him here.

She has always loved and hated this man.

Even if the heart hate teeth itch, but still scruple his face, reluctant to accuse him half a sentence in front of the public.Leng Bingbing finally puts her hand around yumochuan's waist.

Song Xiaoya, holding the two babies, walks towards them with a smile on her face.

"Congratulations, I wish you a long life together and a long life together!"

"Thank you

At this time, a tender voice said, "aunt Bingbing, Yanyan, I wish you and uncle mochuan happiness forever!"

The little girl is song Ruiyan, whose nickname is Yanyan.

Four years ago, shortly after the cold accident, song Xiaoya gave birth to a daughter.

This daughter is the treasure in Mu Junhao's heart. Don't mention bumping. Even if she doesn't follow her hair, he has to worry about who she is.

Yan Yan is also very cute. She looks like a little rice ball.

He held her in his hand and gave her a kiss on her face.

"How are you, Yanyan! Would you like to come to your aunt's house often? There is a three-year-old sister in my aunt's family. She is beautiful and lovely with you. You will love each other! "

"I've heard my mother say for a long time that my aunt gave birth to a very lovely little sister! It's so good, I want my mother to give me another sister, but my mother said nothing, I really like my sister

The child's mouth is unstoppable. It's getting farther and farther away.

Song Xiaoya had no choice but to interrupt: "Yanyan, you say sister is sister, don't talk about mother!"

It's enough to have two. She doesn't want to experience the pain of having a baby for the third time.

Yanyan curls her lips wrongly towards song Xiaoya.

"My sister is here. I'll call her over," she said with a cold smile

Leng Yinian just acted as a flower boy at the wedding.

You are Leng Yinian. You are not very well all the time. Leng Bing worries that she is tired and gives her to Yu Qing.

Cold eyes look around and wave to Leng Yinian.

"Niannian, this way!"

Leng Yinian saw this and ran towards lengbing with her short legs, holding her thigh intimately.

"Mom!"

She opened her eyes curiously, looking at the unfamiliar uncles and aunts in front of her, as well as her brothers and sisters.

Leng Bingbing and Niannian introduced everyone's identities one by one.