Chapter 233

Jingboyuan's kiss, click to stop.

Ye Qingxin opens her eyes and looks at jingboyuan quietly with those watery eyes. The mature body smell of the man blows over her nose with his breath, which makes her infatuated.

Jingboyuan straightens up and holds Ye Qingxin's hand lightly.

"Next, ask the groom to find out the wedding shoes and put them on the bride." Dou Wei'er said.

Aunt Zhang and aunt Chi asked a group of people to give way to the door to make room for the next link.

Cheng Ruyu orders another young man with a big red bag to give out candy and cigarettes to her relatives and friends.

As soon as the candy and tobacco are taken out, it is a burst of exclamation.

Xiyan is Liqun Fuchun Mountain Residence, with a market price of 20:00. It is known as the most expensive cigarette in China. It has a price but no market. It is basically a special supply. Most people have no chance to see it, let alone smoke it.

Ye Qingxin's colleagues are all under the economic conditions. Some male colleagues still know about cigarettes. Although they haven't seen it in reality, they have also learned about it from the Internet.

As soon as I saw the symbolic Fuchun mountain jutu on the golden Liqun cigarette case, my eyes were straight. I could not help but be surprised to say what I knew. I didn't know the man who was known as the most expensive cigarette in China.

In case of two, one hand is two for one person. How can it be a "Hao" word.

Song's father's main task today is to take care of Ye Qingguo. When he heard that his husband's Xiyan was so powerful, he was surprised and happy.

He has smoked for most of his life, but he has never smoked more than 20 yuan a pack. These two thousand and one, don't you want two thousand and one pack? If he takes it back to his hometown, it will be enough for him to boast for half his life.

Thinking about it, he had some active thoughts and pulled Ye Qingguo to the young man who was smoking: "our small country hasn't yet."

The young man looks at Ye Qingguo. He is holding a chocolate box and greedily stuffing chocolate into his mouth. His behavior is a six-year-old boy. It's really weird to match his 19-year-old appearance.

"He doesn't need it, does he?" Young people don't want to give it.

Song's father stares at Ye Qingguo and says, "isn't he human? Why not? Do you look down on the bride's relatives? "

Seeing that his father was going to be angry, the young man took down the accusation of "looking down on the bride's relatives" and quickly reached out and took out two cigarettes from the big red bag and handed them to his father.

When Cheng Ruyu came here, she told her friends and relatives that they should be treated well. No matter men or women, old or young, red envelopes, cigarettes and candy should be given to everyone.

Song's father got two more Liqun Fuchun mountain houses, and the wrinkles at the corners of his eyes were very deep.

In the twinkling of an eye, ye Qingguo had a good time eating chocolate. He touched Ye Qingguo's head like an old tree bark.

It's really a fool to have such a rich and thoughtful brother-in-law. No matter how bad Ye Qingguo's life is, it won't be much worse.

The groom is so generous to the bride's relatives and friends that he has given the bride enough face. It can be seen that he has a heart for the bride.

In the wedding house.

Jing Boyuan's deep and sharp eyes swept around the room, passing everyone's eyes.

The photographer with the bride's wedding shoes hidden on his body had the illusion of being seen through when he was in contact with Jing Boyuan's eyes. His eyes unconsciously dodged.

Jingboyuan fixed his eyes on his face and looked at him quietly.

Less than five seconds after the stalemate, the photographer couldn't hold jingboyuan's eyes. He put down the camera on his shoulder, reached out and took out a pair of big red diamond shoes from his inner pocket of his down jacket. He stepped forward and handed them to jingboyuan respectfully.

"Eh ~" dou Wei'er couldn't help sighing contemptuously, "brother, are you too unpromising?"

The photographer's dark face turned red, and he looked embarrassed. He was really aggrieved. He really wanted to say to Dou Wei'er: standing and talking doesn't hurt your back. Do you want boss bower to have a look?

Jing Boyuan takes the wedding shoes and takes a look at Cheng Ruyu. Cheng Ruyu knows clearly. He turns around and orders the young man to send a red envelope and a happy cigarette to the photographer.

The photographer, who had been wronged in his heart, was all smiles.

Jingboyuan squats in front of Ye Qingxin, gently raises her feet on her legs, holds his ankle in his big hand, and gently helps her put on her wedding shoes.

"How dare the bridegroom kiss the bride's feet?" Dou Wei'er coaxed, "I want our bride to follow you. How can we not kiss the bride's feet? If the bridegroom doesn't kiss the bride's feet, the bride can't walk

It is also difficult for the bride's relatives and friends to ask the bridegroom to kiss the bride's feet.

This kind of behavior has the meaning of self abasement. In it, it is a kind of soft behavior.

Cheng Ruyu, as the best man, naturally can't watch the bridegroom being embarrassed. As she opens her mouth to speak for the bridegroom, Jing Boyuan raises Ye Qingxin's foot and gently kisses it on her instep.

Cheng Ruyu: "well, he worries about it. It's a pleasure for others.

Jing Boyuan is not a bit reluctant, nor a show for outsiders. Ye Qingxin feels that his soft and thin lips are printed on her instep, without any perfunctory.

Men's eyebrows and eyes, serious and solemn, with a trace of piety.

Ye Qingxin holds the bouquet in one hand and holds it on the bed in the other. Her slender fingers are slowly tightened, and the flat bedding is wrinkled under her hands. Her eyes are full of happiness and sweetness.

They were stunned and forgot to respond.

A man must love a woman so much that he is willing to kiss the woman's feet sincerely under the gaze of others. In a humble and pious manner, he seems to be doing a very solemn and sacred thing.

Han Huohuo always stood in the crowd, smiling to see the man who had moved his heart so to love and care for his beloved woman, suddenly moved, tears in his eyes.

Ye Qingxin doesn't have any parents, so there's no need to offer tea to her parents. Ye Qingxin and Jing Boyuan eat rice dumplings together, and everyone coaxes them to feed each other. Finally, they take some pictures together.

At 12 o'clock, everyone went to the dining area of the hotel for lunch.

Jing Boyuan accompanied Ye Qingxin to eat in the room.

The wedding party is scheduled to return to Jing's old house at 1 p.m.

Jing Boyuan talks to his father outside. Dou Weier, song Jiu and others accompany Ye Qingxin in the wedding room.

Song Jiu bowed his head to count the 27 roses he had fallen in love with. "Why 27?"

Ye Qingxin plucked the soft petals from his fingertips, shook his head and said: "I don't know..."

It's not a memorial number, it's not whose birthday or age.

Song Jiu: "it's you who got married! You didn't discuss this before you got married? "

Ye Qingxin smiles a little, and her expression is happiness and joy. "He doesn't let me worry about the wedding, so I..."

"So you really don't ask anything?" Song Jiu was so jealous that he said, "my God! Xin Xin, you must have saved the galaxy in your last life before you met such an excellent man. "

After a pause, she turned her attention to the rose again and asked, "is this a rose? It doesn't look like that. "

"This is the Ecuadorian rose, known as Hermes in the rose." Xu Chun, one of the other three bridesmaids, spoke suddenly.

Song Jiu asked subconsciously: "how do you know?"

"Our family is a florist," Xu said

Song Jiu let out a "Oh", and fell in love with ye: "is that what you are doing at the local tyrant wedding? Even the flowers are so tall. "

Dou Wei'er didn't speak all the time, and her eyes were staring at the flowers that ye fell in love with. For a long time, she had a flash of inspiration and said, "I know the meaning of twenty-seven roses."

"What?" Song Jiu asked.

"Twenty seven, twenty seven, my wife." Dou Wei'er said triumphantly: "it must be so, ha! I'm so smart. "

Ye Qingxin's blood is burning.

Sounds like that's true.

"You are very clever." He Jifan's voice came in coldly. He seemed to go to Dou Wei'er and stand still. He put his hands in his pockets, hooked the corner of his mouth and said to ye, "this bouquet of flowers is really the moral."

Ye Qingxin smiles at him and shouts: "cousin."

She knew that he Jifan was jingboyuan's cousin, only a few months older than jingboyuan.

"Brother and sister are so sweet."

Dou Wei sits on the edge of the bed, and he is standing beside her. The sense of existence is too strong. The faint perfume of men's perfume is constantly running into her nose, making her confused in mind.

Shaoqing, she suddenly got up and said to Ye Qingxin, "I'll go to the bathroom." Trot out of the married house.

He Jifan went out after him.

Song long looked at the back of the two people and asked Ye Qingxin, "are they busy?"

Ye Qingxin smiles: "do you see it?"

Song Jiu rolled his eyes, "a fool can see it."

Ye Qingxin smiles and says nothing more. Yu Guang seems to catch a glimpse of a sapphire blue figure passing by the door of the wedding house. She looks back at her feet. Sure enough, the bridesmaid who proposed to tie her wedding shoes to her thigh is gone.

After a while, Fang Chaoyu came back with a look of frustration.

Ye Qingxin looks at her more than once, and asks song Jiu to say something. Song Jiu looks at Fang Chaoyu and nods to Ye Qingxin.

The girl named Fang Chaoyu is too active. It's good to watch.