Si Mo City is a high-ranking and powerful city. Among his brothers, he is the oldest, so it is most suitable for him to be the master of ceremonies.
Xiang Ling is very precocious, so you can know what you want at a young age.
Once such a difficult life, she can live a good life, not to mention the later days become better.
She is like a dust pearl, like a tough grass, and finally a little bit of bloom belongs to her light.
Su Xiangwan, led by Su Zhiguo, stood at the end of the red carpet.
Mu Beiting was waiting in front of the arch on the other side.
After the music was played, the deep voice of Simo city and the sound of napkin lark sounded. One was calm and powerful, the other was lively and pleasant. Accompanied by the soothing and melodious music, people felt expectant and joyful.
Su Xiangwan didn't listen carefully to what they said.
Just looking at the end of the red carpet and he looked at the man, can not help bending the corner of his lips.
It's good to meet him in my life.
It turns out that there is a person in the world who makes you want to believe that you will also be treated with gentleness by fate.
"Next, please give the bride to the bridegroom's hand." Si Mo City deep voice mouth, will lead people's sight to Su Xiangwan.
Su Xiangwan turns his head and looks at Su Zhiguo, and he is bumping into Su Zhiguo's gentle eyes.
"Dad." Sue spoke softly to the evening.
"Let's go." Su Zhiguo smiles lovingly, holding Su Xiangwan's hand, and slowly walks to Mu Beiting.
Year after year and soft in the back of a person in the hand of a small flower basket, holding the inside rose petals to the air.
Every year is good, every time the petals are sprinkled, like falling petal rain.
Soft has a kind of learning, but often spilled petals she simply can't lift, almost all Yang in their own small head and skirt, those pink red petals are around the small her.
However, she was also very happy, grinning and giggling, which made people feel that dolls were just like this.
Su Xiangwan walks slowly to Mu Beiting with Su Zhiguo. Su Zhiguo smiles at Mu Beiting and hands Su Xiangwan's hand to him. His eyes are red and he says, "treat her well."
"I will, Dad." Mu Beiting spoke in a deep voice.
Su Zhiguo nodded and turned away. He wiped the corner of his eyes with his cuff when he left. He didn't want people to see tears.
A woman of great stature stood by in a dark V dress, watching him walk down the red carpet, took his arm in her arms and said softly, "the child will grow up one day. Don't be too sad."
Su Zhiguo listened to her and tried to pull his arm out.
Did not twitch, then lightly sighs: "you also did not compare her big how much, talk don't be so old-fashioned."
The woman chuckled: "say less that I want to be a big round than her, how can not be much bigger? Besides, I will be a little mother for her in the future."
Su Zhiguo's face flushed a little bit. After seeing her for a long time, she couldn't speak. Finally, some compromise said: "nonsense."
On the other side, the ceremony has reached a critical point.
Si Mo Cheng and Xiang Ling looked at the two people in front of him. Si Mo Cheng said in a deep voice: "Mu Beiting, are you willing to marry the lady in front of you and promise to be loyal to her, love her and accompany her forever..."
Mu Beiting's sight fell on Su Xiangwan's face, and his eyebrows were gentle and firm: "I will."
Xiang Ling said again: "Su Xiangwan, do you want the man in front of you to be your husband and promise to finally, love and accompany him forever..."
Su Xiangwan and he looked at each other with a smile. The spring was shining and the red lips were slightly open: "I would like to."