At the critical moment, Yu Dingyan handed the mobile phone back and looked at it like a flat plate, and it was all transparent.
"Is this my cell phone? Wow, what an advanced look. "
Lin nalian's eyes were attracted by the time above.
"20... 20 years? My birthday? "
So I'm coming to 2020? So this year I should be 25 years old, so am I a debut or get married in the form of plain people?
Lin nalian felt a little dizzy. Why didn't he have the idea of preparing for marriage.
The girl scratched her head, thought for a long time, and asked timidly, "well... Can you tell me who my husband is?"
At this moment, Lin nalian has accepted the reality that he wants to get married.
From the expression of the sisters, they should be happy, eh ~ ~ they seem to recognize their husbands, right?
"Wow, Narian oni really didn't wake up." Jin Duoxian took an exaggerated breath and looked like "I know".
"It's estimated that last night's single lie too much, but fortunately, I didn't delay today's wedding. Otherwise, how can I have a deeper communication with oba happily in the evening."
"So who is my husband?"
"Ernie... Who else can we affectionately call oba ~ ~"
Zhou Ziyu pointed to the room. "Ernie, have you forgotten where you live?"
Where is it? Lin nalian turned his eyes and looked around.
The more you see it, the more familiar it is. The girl opens her mouth and says, "this... Is the home of the sage oba?"
"Yes ~ ~" sun Caiying snapped her fingers and grinned. "Congratulations, Ernie, your dream has come true."
"Hey, Yigu, our nalian oni is finally going to become a wife..."
Jin Duoxian laughed, "after master min Xianyi, JYP is the second idol to get married, rough card, rough card ~ ~"
This... It's really a dream come true ~ ~ looking at the inexplicable diamond ring on her finger, Lin nalian didn't doubt it, but smiled foolishly.
But... Then the picture in front of me turned and several members who had gathered around me disappeared.
Once again, I found myself standing on the lawn by the Han River.
Good guy, it should cost a lot of money to prepare for this wedding~~
The smile on Lin nalian's face was even more prosperous, especially the jealous eyes of these sisters from time to time.
Hum... It also shows that Li Xianzhe must love her, so he spent so much money.
Although I doubt how I was with Li Xianzhe before, and decided to get married.
Anyway... Enjoy it first~~
The familiar "Wedding March" is ringing, and the symphony orchestras on the left and right sides escort themselves to the door of happiness.
But... Is this a Chinese wedding or a western wedding? It can't be Korean anyway
I was wearing such strange clothes, and I didn't even see my parents in the crowd.
Just when Lin nalian was surprised by the style of the wedding, a serious word suddenly sounded in his ear.
"Nalian... Are you... Willing to marry Li Xianzhe? No matter poor or rich... Will you always stay by his side and be a good wife and mother? "
Eh? Why is the sound so familiar?
Lin nalian blinked and looked back. He was stunned by park Zhenying's smiling appearance.
At this moment, park Zhenying, dressed in a priest's black robe, with a Bible in his hand, made a compassionate expression.
With tears in the corners of his eyes, he really made the sadness of "marrying a daughter" to the extreme.
"Club... President?"
Oh, my witness is JYP? This must be a dream
Lin nalian kept wriggling with his small mouth, and the people around him looked very anxious.
Yu Dingyan hurried up and whispered, "nalian Oni, the president is asking you something. Answer quickly... Otherwise everyone will be very embarrassed."
Lin nalian struggled. "But, Dingyan... Why can you accept my marriage with oba? Aren't you jealous?"
"Ernie... What are you talking about?" Yu Dingyan looked at her helplessly.
"As a sister, shouldn't it be a blessing for the closest oba and nalian oni to marry you?"
Lin nalian scratched his head and looked at his "circle of relatives and friends".
Momo, SANA, Zhixiao, Mina, soMi... All of these previously familiar trainee friends are here.
And the artists in the company
It's strange why some people still look like teenagers in 2020.
Then, why do the sisters look at themselves with weak resentment?
Wow ~ ~ did I rob oba from them?
Lin nalian smelly holds the flower and thinks, if so, it's really his own style.
"Narian Oni, stop giggling. The president is asking you... Everyone is still waiting ~ ~"
Yu Dingyan's urging voice came again.
Lin nalian quickly put away the smile on his face and stopped looking at the sister, but found a problem.
"Dingyan... Why are you always following me in a white wedding dress?"
Although the bride is right, but... This white highlights the noble atmosphere, and Yu Dingyan, whose chest is covered by a mesh, is more like a bride than her.
No... in this way, Lin nalian realized more problems later.
It seems that these sisters at the guest table are all wearing white wedding dresses, and only they are a little red.
"We are all dowry goods ~ ~"
Yu Dingyan said solemnly, then broke Lin nalian's face and faced Park Zhenying.
"What do you want to ask after the wedding? Now you need to answer father park's question."
Father park? Is it father Park Zhenying?
Lin nalian flattened his mouth and looked reluctant. "Okay, okay ~ ~ I'll do it..."
Park Zhenying smiled. "Now let's invite the groom..."
As a result, the music in the field became louder.
The prolonged applause made Lin nalian bow his head and smile shyly, as if he felt that the man was coming from the back bit by bit.
"It's strange... What dream does Narian oni have? She has been giggling since just now."
In reality, park Zhixiao stood in front of Lin nalian with a curious face, holding a drumstick and Gong, and looked down at the silly sleep of his sister.
How on earth does a person do a giggle, a pout and a variety of expressions on his face.
"I haven't started knocking yet... Nalianoni is so strange."
Park Zhixiao looked at the Gong in his hand and hesitated for a moment. Whether to knock or not?
"Nalian oni..." the last time he tried to wake up Lin nalian, park Zhixiao poked each other's face with a drumstick.
"Uh huh ~ ~ ~ I'd like... Oba kiss... Come on ~ ~ tongue kiss ~ ~"
"Kiss? Tongue kiss? I will? " Park Zhixiao opened his eyes and snorted hot breath through his nostrils. The next moment, she raised the drumstick in her hand and knocked down the Gong in her left hand.