During the check-up before returning to China, the doctor had some surprise on his face. After reading the test report again, he said in disbelief: "It's a miracle. The heart murmur has disappeared. Maybe it's because of the pregnancy. Congratulations."
Du Jiawen was overjoyed. Before Xiang Xiaochuang could react, he hugged Xiang Xiaochuang: "That's great, God, you are so kind to me!"
Xiang Xiaochuang glanced at the doctor with a red face: "You are treating me favorably..."
"It's me." Du Jiawen emphasized affectionately, "If you go earlier than me, I will be the one who is heartbroken."
Suddenly, a warm current flowed slowly from the bottom of his heart. Xiang Xiaochuang could no longer express his feelings in words. He could only hold Du Jiawen's neck tightly with his hands, put aside his shyness for the first time, and kissed him actively.
lips.
The wedding was scheduled to be held two years ago. Although the north wind was howling outside in the cold winter, the hotel lobby was as warm as spring.
The wedding originally scheduled to be held in spring was postponed due to Xiang Xiaochuang's pregnancy. The wedding dress Du Jiawen ordered from Paris had the waistline slightly raised, which did not affect her slightly thicker waist.
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After meeting her relatives and elders, Xiang Xiaochuang returned to the lounge, looking a little tired. Du Jiawen looked at her gorgeous red lips and couldn't help but lean down and swipe them with his lips.
"Oops, the makeup is going to smudge..." Xiang Xiaochuang complained with a pouted mouth.
"It doesn't matter, I'll help you patch it up." Du Jiawen took a tube of lipstick with a smile, "In ancient times, Zhang Chang painted his eyebrows first, but now Du Jiawen paints his lips behind..."
Xiang Xiaochuang's stern face finally became vivid and dazzling again. The suppressed smile, after some hard work, still broke through the embankment, and a variety of colors appeared on his face.
After repairing her lipstick, Du Jiawen hugged her from the side. Looking at the two smiling faces in the mirror, Xiang Xiaochuang only felt happy, like a full glass of champagne, as long as a little more foam is added,
It can overflow completely.
The fine pearl headdress fell from one side of the veil, along the temples to the neck, and complemented the unique string of diamonds on her chest, making her chest white and delicate.
Autumn has gone far away, but there is a maple forest behind the hotel, but the red leaves are still as brilliant as the sunset in the sky, reflecting the window glass of the lounge, bringing a sense of calm joy.
He and she had never experienced an oath of love, nor had they deliberately managed each other before flowers and under the moon. However, the happiness lasted for a long time, and at this time, it shrank day by day.
"You love you, Xiaochuang." Du Jiawen looked at Xiang Xiaochuang's gentle and calm face in the mirror and suddenly said clearly.
Xiang Xiaochuang was shocked. These three words were a taboo that had never been mentioned between them. Because they started with such a bad scam, even if there was already condensation and another crystallization, they never understood it.
Say these three words.
Because it is too solemn.
Xiang Xiaochuang's eyes suddenly blurred, and she blinked twice before desperately forcing back the tears. She did not turn her head, but Du Jiawen's nervous eyes were still blurry in the mirror.
"I love you too, Jarvan."
Du Jiawen turned his face sideways in ecstasy. Such a low voice sounded like the most beautiful sound to him.
Chen Jiaye, who was wearing a bridesmaid's dress, knocked on the door and walked in. When he saw the newlyweds hugging each other motionless, he couldn't help but stick out his tongue: "Dear bride and groom, the time has come, let's leave the lingering until the evening!"
Xiang Xiaochuang struggled slightly, and then Du Jiawen let go. The red glow still remained on her face, which was extremely beautiful.
"Sure enough, the bride is the most beautiful. No matter how carefully I dress up, I can only become an ugly duckling behind you..." Chen Jiaye joked and re-took a strand of hair from Xiang Xiaochuang's temples.
The bride and groom needed to be separated for the time being. Du Jiawen muttered dissatisfiedly: "You are already mine, do you need to ask your father-in-law to give it to me again?"
Chen Jiaye laughed so much that he fell down: "Oh my god, how can this be the romantic Mr. Du we claim to be? Don't ever say you know me in the future."
Du Kang was dressed in formal clothes and had kind eyes. Ning Lu opened his arms to her: "Mom... Piao Piao... Hug..."
Boss Tang took the condensation: "Let Eunuch Tang hug you. Today is the most important day in your mother's life. You...save it for her to hug you tomorrow!"
At the end of the red carpet, Xiang Xiaochuang handed his hand to Du Kang's.
If there was any resentment in the past, it gradually faded away as we got along little by little. At the last touch, on this happy day, she was completely relieved.
"Daddy!" she called, her voice gentle.
Du Kang's eyes were a little moist, and he agreed tremblingly, then held her hand and walked towards the other end of the carpet.
The corner of Du Jiawen's lips evoked the warmest and gentlest smile, like the frosted red leaves, so brilliant that it caught the eye. He stretched out his hand towards Xiang Xiaochuang with a gentle expression.
His smile and his eyes were like a dense network, boundless. It was a love that she could not break away from in her life, nor did she want to break away.
As soon as her slightly trembling fingertips touched Du Jiawen's palm, he quickly closed it. As if he was afraid that she would escape from his side, he held it so tightly.
She raised her head slightly and smiled at him. She was gentle, graceful, solemn and dignified.
The champagne hasn't been opened yet, but he and she are already drunk, intoxicated by each other's affectionate and regretless glances.
As soon as the brief ceremony ended, Du Jiawen couldn't care less and hugged Xiang Xiaochuang into his arms. The lingering and passionate kiss made the applause and cheers merge into a sea of joy in the hotel lobby.
When he finally let go of her, he smiled again.
When the champagne was opened, the best man Tang Xiangtian muttered dissatisfiedly behind him: "In the next life, I will meet Xiaochuang earlier than you!"
Du Jiawen's smile became a little evil: "Go ahead and dream, I have already booked Xiao Chuang's next life, the next life... life after life."
Xiang Xiaochuang didn't know what they were talking about and cast a confused look. Du Jiawen handed her a glass of champagne: "You will always be mine, Xiaochuang!"
The little happiness that keeps accumulating is like the rising sun, penetrating the last bit of haze in my heart. Everything becomes so beautiful.
As the sky grew dark, Du Jiawen skipped the part of toasting at the table. He just raised his glass in public and drank first as a token of respect.
"That's okay..." Xiang Xiaochuang took a sip funnyly.
"With so many seats, I don't have to consider myself, I also have to consider you! Don't worry, there will be other programs to add to the fun."
"Other programs?" Xiang Xiaochuang was wondering when he saw the night sky was full of colors. Even the guests stopped their chopsticks and looked sideways at the sky outside the hotel.
Hand after hand of brilliance, resulting in tonight's glory!
Du Jiawen quietly hugged her waist: "I have no regrets in my life."