"I do." Su Hanyan tried her best to suppress her frantic heartbeat and answered firmly without hesitation. Then she felt that she had really entered the drama and her performance was so great.
"Please both parties exchange rings."
Li Jinyan and Li Jinhuan handed them wedding rings.
On the black velvet cloth are an exquisite platinum men's ring and a flower-shaped diamond ring larger than a pigeon egg, which are both beautiful and luxurious.
At first glance, the women's ring is the same set of necklace and earrings Su Hanyan is wearing.
Feng Yan put the dazzling flower-shaped ring on Su Hanyan's left ring finger, and Su Hanyan also put a men's wedding ring on his left ring finger.
"I declare in the name of the Holy Spirit, the Father, and the Son: The bride and groom are married, and no one can separate you. Now, the groom can kiss the bride."
Raising his hand to gently lift Su Hanyan's veil, Feng Yan saw a delicate face with pear blossoms and tears in front of his eyes.
"Such a beautiful moment is not meant for crying." There was a shallow heart-warming smile on his lips, and his tone was filled with the usual doting and care.
"I'm so happy!" Su Hanyan didn't know whether she was acting or expressing joy from the bottom of her heart. Anyway, as long as her eyes came into contact with Feng Yan's affectionate eyes, she would blush and her heart would beat excitedly.
Jump forward and hug him.
But she couldn't, she reminded herself, she couldn't be too embarrassed. But she still couldn't restrain her inner desire and raised her chin slightly.
Feng Yan hugged her and slowly lowered his head to kiss her beautiful red lips. The kiss was very gentle. He almost patiently traced the shape of her beautiful lips carefully before prying them open.
Her lips, enjoying her sweetness.
After a long time, he reluctantly let her go. Unexpectedly, she grabbed her neck hard: "You kissed me, and I want to kiss you too."
After saying that, she straightened up against him, pulled him towards her, leaned in and kissed him fiercely.
Her kissing skills had always been mediocre, but now she was even more disorganized due to excitement, as if she was nibbling. But just such initiative made Feng Yan feel like he was on fire, and his breathing became a little short.
Feng Yan gently held her slender waist and pulled her away. Seeing her reluctantly blushing and pouting, he quickly explained: "I don't want to have any... thoughts here."
Suddenly, Su Hanyan's cheeks turned redder, and she pushed him away. She turned to look at Zheng Yunbo, who had been looking at them, and said loudly: "Yunbo, go on."
"No, no, no, how am I qualified to take the bouquet?" Zheng Yunbo waved his hand repeatedly.
"You are single!" Su Hanyan felt that Li Jinhuan was still young, so she still threw the beautiful bouquet in her arms to Zheng Yunbo, "It's fake! What are you afraid of?"
She laughed out loud when she saw Zheng Yunbo holding the bouquet with a dull look on his face. But she didn't know that Zheng Yunbo's dullness was due to seeing Feng Yan's gloomy handsome face.
Zheng Yunbo didn't understand. It was a lie. Su Hanyan was right. Why was Feng Yan's face stained with frost and why was he so unhappy?
"I haven't blessed you yet." She concealed her inner uneasiness, stepped forward, hugged Su Hanyan, and whispered, "He is unhappy. You failed in your performance."
"Ah?" Su Hanyan looked back at Feng Yan, and indeed she had that scary cold expression again. But she didn't know what she said wrong, so she tentatively asked, "Ayan, are you done?"