Everyone laughed and then returned to their places.
His subordinates had already brought silver wine pots, so Leng Zimo took Luo Xiaoqian's hand and went to toast the guests.
The first cup was naturally given to Leng Lin.
Luo Xiaoqian poured the wine, and Leng Zimo personally delivered the wine to Leng Lin, "Dad, my son has not done well in some things over the years, please don't mind."
"Dad also did something bad, and we forgive each other." Leng Lin took the wine glass and drank it slowly, "I wish you, I wish everyone... are all safe."
The second cup was given to the very prestigious old man in the local area.
For the third cup, Luo Xiaoqian brought the wine glass to Jiao Yang.
"Jiao Yang, thank you, and I hope you are happy."
"Thank you!" Jiao Yang stood up and took the wine glass she sent with a smile, "I hope I can share your joy."
He raised his head and drank the wine in one gulp.
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After the toast, Leng Zimo and Luo Xiaoqian sat down again in their seats. The local girls and boys were already dancing around the bonfire.
Xu Xia immediately took Leng Zirui to dance with her, and Qin Wanwan also stood up with Huangfuluo and danced together.
Luo Jun, like Leng Zimo, didn't like to join in the fun, so he sat quietly next to Leng Lin, listening intently when he talked about meeting wolves on the grassland when he was young.
Everyone sang, danced... and toasted to each other. From noon until nightfall, Qin Lan and Shen Yizhou were both drunk by Leng Zirui, and were carried into the tent by Cheng Xiao and others to rest.
People also separated, some went for a walk on the grassy slope together, and some chatted in groups of three or two.
Jiao Yang and Leng Lin chatted a lot about the local customs and customs. Luo Jun gradually became sleepy, and Leng Lin took the little guy back to the tent to rest.
Tonight is the wedding day of Leng Zimo and Luo Xiaoqian. Of course, we must give them a world for two.
Beside the bonfire, the figures are gradually thinning.
Jiao Yang stood up, walked to the two of them, and placed an exquisite box on the table.
"A little gift, I wish you both a long life together."
"Thank you!" Luo Xiaoqian smiled and thanked her. Leng Zimo stood up and pulled him to the table to sit down. He poured him a glass of wine himself, "Here, have a drink with me."
"Okay." Jiao Yang picked up the wine glass.
"And me!" Luo Xiaoqian also picked up her own milk tea.
The three people clinked glasses, the two men finished their drinks, and Luo Xiaoqian drank all the milk tea in the bowl.
"It's getting late, it's time for you two to enter the bridal chamber..." Jiao Yang put down his wine glass with a smile, "I'm going to take a walk."
"Don't go too far, or the girl will catch you back to the tent." Leng Zimo reminded him from behind.
"That's what I asked for." Jiao Yang waved to him, turned around and walked towards the grassy slope in the distance.
"Are you tired?" Leng Zimo turned his head and looked at Luo Xiaoqian in front of him.
Luo Xiaoqian shook her head gently, "Today, I want to go to bed late."
The bonfire was blazing, dyeing her face with a warm golden color. The Luo Xiaoqian in front of her, with her hair in fine braids and a garland of flowers, looked even more youthful and beautiful.
Because this was a special day, she didn't want it to end so soon.
Leng Zimo hugged her and pulled her into his arms, "Okay, today... you can stay as late as you want."
The remaining people around the bonfire looked at the two of them and took the initiative to abdicate, leaving the two of them a peaceful world.
Today, they are the protagonists.
This sky, this land, this night sky and grassland...everyone's things can only be their foil.
