Duanmu e's master took Yan Shiqi's hand through his arm. He patted the back of her hand happily and painfully.
The child's every move since he entered Pulan town was actually photographed by the UAV.
It was also from that moment that the whole network of manuscripts was overwhelming.
At nine o'clock in the morning, the hot search of Qin Baiyu's century wedding has published all the media magazines and headlines.
Just, seven wenches don't know.
In order to prepare for this century wedding, Xiao Qin took great pains.
At this moment, Yan Shiqi is walking on the red carpet of the church with his grandfather.
She was not a crying person, but in such a scene, tears flow.
In the hazy vision, she is getting closer to her fourth brother step by step.
On the seats on both sides of the church, countless familiar faces cast their eyes on her.
She can feel those kind eyes and smiles full of blessings.
Even when she went to the front of the seat, a figure rose slowly on the right side.
He leaned over to Shiqi, with a smile on the corner of his mouth and light in his eyes. He handed a bridal bouquet to her and said, "happy wedding, little seventeen."
It's my little uncle, Lian Zhen!
He handed the bouquet to her and deeply coagulated her face, which was stained by tears. The fingertips stretched on her side crushed her hard, but he still gave up the impulse to wipe her tears.
At the moment of seeing Lian Zhen, Yan Shiqi burst into tears again.
She loves, she cares, all came.
Orange put on her first princess skirt in her life.
Huanhuan is the bridesmaid for her coming back from abroad.
The noble son of the three big families put down his position to be the best man for the wedding.
All the members of Duanmu family, Wen family and Leng family attended.
And... Palmer's brothers are among them.
He knew all her thoughts, he cared about all her cares, so he did everything for her.
Yan Shiqi never felt that life could be so complete.
At that time, she went to the fourth brother with a bouquet in her hand and looked up at his cheek with tears in her eyes. In his eyes, there are stars falling today.
The man thin lip raises warm smile, across not far distance, eyes devoutly spread palm waiting for her arrival.
In the presence of the priest, her grandfather took her hand and put it in Qin Baiyu's hand.
Duanmu'e tugged at the palm of their hand, squeezed it hard, and said earnestly: "Bai Yu, from today on, I'll give you seven girls completely.
Treat her well. Everyone in my Duanmu family is watching her! "
Fourth brother Qin took Shiqi by the hand, and when he pulled her to his side, he nodded respectfully, "grandfather, please don't worry!"
Having known each other for a long time, he called out his grandfather for the first time in such a sacred palace as the wedding.
Duanmue patted them on the back of their hands and turned back to the ceremony.
His body side, is the same Zhongshan wenchongli old man.
It's a pity to see my granddaughter get married, but after all, I can see happiness.
At this moment, Yan Shiqi stood in front of the man. She couldn't imagine how ugly she was now.
Too many tears, can't finish, can't break.
She looked at him, fingertips force, with a cry, whispered: "you are thin..."
More than a month, his cheeks slightly concave, although no damage to his handsome and temperament, but still let inkstone seven heartache unbearable.
The man took her hand and raised his thumb to wipe the tears from the corners of her eyes.
The four eyes are opposite, and the writing is rich.
He asked, "Duanmu Shiqi, will you marry me today?"