"This second, like a dream heart beat, only you can understand.

Your eyes, like stars, shine in my night sky... "

She had never heard of the singing of the war owl, but the man's voice was unexpectedly beautiful, like a roll of cigar. After lighting, the smoke slowly lit up, with texture in hoarseness.

"For the first time, I held your hand, disorderly breathing, so addicted.

It's like picking a star, so lucky

The first time I saw your smile, I lost my heart and was destined to... "

Maybe the man's singing can really move people's ears, or the sweet and moving lyrics attract people's attention. The best man and bridesmaid who grab the red envelope finally stop their action.

At the end of the song, the bridesmaids couldn't help exclaiming.

"My God! My God

"Xiao Ye sings so well!"

Si e e sits on the bed, the Phoenix crown presses her slightly to bow the head, the red cap also can't cover her mouth corner smile.

At this time, the man asked, "are you satisfied with this song?"

Bridesmaids: "satisfied!"

"It's still qualified," she said with a smile

Then, can I come in

"All right, sure."

With the voice of the Secretary, the door of the hotel room opened with a beep.

Feng Jinyang was stunned, "I wipe! Xiaoge! You have a room card, you said earlier

Zhan Qingxiao doesn't pay attention to Feng Jinyang and goes straight to Si yie. He doesn't wear a red suit, but a black tuxedo from the wedding.

The tailored high set suit is tailor-made for him. It's very good to decorate his perfect figure. The shoulder is wide and the waist is narrow, but it's not thin. It's very strong and has a sense of strength.

At this moment, he goes to Si yie in traditional wedding clothes, just like a man who goes through time and space to find his destined lover. Everything is so beautiful.

I came in with the filmmaker and photographed this historic moment.

The battle engine owl picked up a pole on the bedside table and said that there was a big red flower on the pole. Wearing a tuxedo, he carefully lifted the red cap on the bride's face.

Beauty is like fire, green silk is like waterfall.

In the dark eyes of the battle engine owl, the light became darker and darker. He half bent down, hooked her chin, and devoutly imprinted a kiss on her lips, "are you ready? We can go. "

Si yie smiles and nods to her.

"No! You haven't found your shoes yet! If the bride's shoes are not found, can she go out barefoot? "

Xie Wen is in a hurry.

The battle engine owl didn't pay attention to it. He bent down and gave the girl a hug. Then he walked towards the door. "She doesn't need to walk."

All of you: --

I was defeated by the bridegroom who didn't play according to the rules!

In the end, the bridesmaids had no choice but to clean up the room and chase out with the bride's shoes.

The location of the wedding is a certain distance from the hotel, so booking the hotel so far is also to let the wedding car pick up the bride, there is a process to go.

However, they seem to have miscalculated and miscalculated the road conditions on the island.

So much so that when he came, he was a little bit in a hurry. That's why the warlord would simplify everything, make a quick decision, and quickly pick up the people in the wedding car.

Arriving at the wedding venue, she immediately went to the dressing room to change her wedding dress accompanied by the bridesmaid.

It's full of friends outside.

Rong Kui is wearing a white suit today, which matches the wedding dress of Si yie very well. Thinking of those things that happened five years ago, Rong Kui is also afraid of losing it.

But see so beautiful love appear in front of their own eyes, dull mood suddenly improved.

In a trance, he seemed to see that the girl standing in front of him in her wedding dress was the one who made him excited. Before he knew it, Rong Kui, a 1.8-meter-old man, was red in his eyes.

"Father Rong, why are you crying?"

Si yie came forward, patted him on the back and comforted him softly, "don't cry, don't cry, I want to cry when you cry."

Rong Kui wiped his tears with a tissue and blew his nose. "I have no experience in marrying my daughter for the first time."

She couldn't laugh or cry.

Rong Kui has never married his mother in his whole life. In fact, Si yie thinks that his mother owes him a little.

Love is not long, love debt is difficult to pay.

"Father Rong, you're not too young. It's time to find a partner for yourself."

Rong Kui was immediately unable to cry when she was told by Si yie, "hum, is there a daughter who urges her father to marry? show no respect for elders! Your father, I can't live alone. I can take my grandchildren. "

Si yie was only laughed by him, "well, no matter what kind of life you choose, it's your own choice."

"You too."

Rong Kui looks at Si yie, as if through a girl's loophole in time and space, looking at her past sweetheart. At that time, he also said to her, "you must be happy."

"I will."

The faces of the two girls overlapped, and the Secretary nodded bleakly, "I will be very happy."

It's a good time.

With Rong Kui's arm in his arm, Si yie walked slowly to the carpet covered with flowers and feathers in the sacred prelude of the wedding march, and behind them were six flower boys carrying flower baskets, five boy boys and one girl.

The six flower boys are very eye-catching because they are carved with powder and jade.

Attracted guests around have shown aunt smile.

Rong Kui leads the girl with a solemn face. He hands the girl over to Zhan Qingxiao and leaves with six flower boy gentlemen with a smile.

The priest asked them to take a solemn vow.

“Yes,Ido.”

In a cheering sound, Si yie and Zhan Qingxiao kiss together.

"Attention! Attention! Throw flowers! It's time to throw the bouquet! "

She is wearing a wedding dress. Looking at a group of people who are crying for food and want to grab flowers, she finally finds Qi Yan who greets her in advance and throws her hard.

Qi Yan language excited, see about to grab the hand, at this time, a shadow suddenly take the lead, a grab in the past.

However, in that hand to grasp the moment, the other slender hand, but also in time to grasp the flowers.

Feng Jinyang pushed Rong Que's eyebrows, "Hello! You let go! I got it first. "

Rong que looked coldly at Feng Jinyang, "I'm a step faster than you. Besides, this bouquet is thrown in our direction."

Feng Jinyang was not happy. "Is it yours to throw at you? It's who gets it first. "

"I got it first." Rong Que's speech is concise, but brief and powerful. "I don't believe in watching surveillance."

Because there are many photographers here today, almost all of them take photos, so the camera still has a chance to capture this scene.

So two very competitive men went to collect the photographer's wool.

The photographer had no choice but to accompany the two childish men to reverse the picture.

From this point of view, it is Rong que who got the flowers first.

When Feng Jinyang looked at it, he was not angry. "What a broken cameraman, he is not professional at all. Excuse me! It's an absolute excuse

Then he said hello to the photographer who just followed him. The photographer had a hard time and played it back.

"See! From my point of view, I got the flowers first

He has a strong sense and will not let him.

Rong Que's temper is more stubborn. Usually, he is less talkative. When he is cold, he is like ice.

The Secretary's head was big. Looking at the quarrel between the two people at the wedding, he had to say, "let's see who wins and who has to win."

Feng Jinyang immediately said, "OK! Than what? "