Sheng Xin couldn't help but laugh out loud, "Why do I feel like I've traveled through time all of a sudden!"
"That's it for Chinese weddings! I think it's quite special, and I suddenly have the urge to get married again!" An Ran stood aside and said with a grin.
"Come on, if you remarry, what will Manager Che do?"
"What kind of car manager! You have to call me brother-in-law!"
An Ran curled her lips and hurriedly lay down on the balcony to watch, "The car has stopped now, Zong Zhenglie is leaving here!"
Li Xin, who was standing aside, suddenly whispered into Sheng Xin's ear and asked, "Sheng Xin, are you nervous now?"
"Well, a little bit." She always thought that marriage was just a ceremony, so there was nothing to be nervous about, but when she actually dressed up and sat here, the nervous feeling was really not fake.
"It's great, I want to feel this feeling too." Seeing Sheng Xin's wedding, Li Xin suddenly felt a small desire in her heart.
But soon, she nipped the idea in the cradle.
marry?
I'm afraid this word has nothing to do with me.
...
Zong Zhenglie was wearing a wedding dress and a top hat, and he really looked a bit like an ancient scholar.
He walked towards Sheng Xin's lounge step by step with long legs. He was a little nervous and his palms were sweating.
On the contrary, Quan Yi, the best man behind him, was very leisurely, holding a bouquet with a smile on his face.
Walking to the door of the lounge, Zong Zhenglie raised his hand and knocked on the door a few times, and An Ran's voice came out.
"Want to see my wife?"
Zong Zhenglie grinned, "I think so!"
"Then call me Sister Shisheng, and I will consider whether to open the door for you!"
An Ran has always liked to do tricks, and Zong Zhenglie is not surprised that she would do something like this.
Everyone gathered around him, which made Zong Zhenglie feel a little embarrassed. He knocked on the door twice hurriedly, "Stop making trouble, open the door quickly!"
"Are you so impatient?"
An Ran laughed a few times inside before opening the door.
Zong Zhenglie walked over in a few steps and hugged Sheng Xin directly. Everyone cheered suddenly, making Sheng Xin push Zong Zhenglie a little embarrassedly.
"Why are you hugging me? Put me down quickly!"
"How can that be done? I have to hold you, and I have to hold you tight!"
Zong Zhenglie's handsome face was full of smiles.
The wife of his dreams is in his arms, can he let go again?
Surrounded by relatives and friends, he went downstairs. Zong Zhenglie kept holding Sheng Xin in his arms. He didn't put Sheng Xin down until the host on stage announced that the wedding had begun.
"Now, our groom has something to say to the bride. Let us welcome her with applause!"
The host took the lead in applauding, and those attending the wedding immediately burst into applause.
Zong Zhenglie first smiled stupidly, and then took the microphone with some embarrassment.
"Actually, I have nothing to say. I am a soldier and I don't know any poetry or love words. I can only use my simplest and most sincere words to express my love for Sheng Xin!" Zong Zhenglie paused.
, then took Sheng Xin's hand and said, "Honey, I love you, and I only love you."
This sentence "I only love you" made Sheng Xin burst into tears under the red hijab.
Thunderous applause rang out again from the audience, and every sound was full of blessings.
The most beautiful thing in life should be... lovers finally get married!