As soon as the sound of firecrackers stopped, Liangchen couldn't wait to walk out the door.
The best man hurriedly followed, and several of his cousins who were familiar with him couldn't help but joked and said, "Look at Ah Chen, he's so anxious, he's walking so fast, it's as if he's about to fly."
The good family members standing around burst into laughter when they heard this.
Liangchen didn't wait for the driver to open the door of the groom's car and got in first.
Who can say otherwise? His people haven't taken off yet, and his heart has already flown to Jinghao.
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Today's sky is exceptionally clear, which is indeed true for today's day. It is easy to get married on a good and auspicious day.
All luxury cars, one by one, in an orderly manner, slowly drove out of the old house of a good family amid the continuous sound of firecrackers.
…
At ten o'clock, when the first firecrackers went off downstairs in the community, a bridesmaid ran to the window, lowered her head, glanced down, and shouted in surprise: "It's coming, it's coming!"
"Hurry up and send the bride to the bedroom, we'll be asking for red envelopes later!"
The bridesmaids cheered up Jing Haohao, followed her into the bedroom, and then all blocked the door of the bedroom, waiting for the groom and groomsmen to enter the room.
Only Qianhua did not join in the fun.
The bedroom was very quiet. There were only Jing Haohao and her. She was wearing a white floor-length gown. She looked at Jing Haohao's carefully crafted bridal makeup. Her eyebrows were curved, but the brilliance in her eyes shone out with a layer of fine particles.
of sadness.
After a long while, Qian Hua finally spoke and said, "Happy wedding."
God knows how much she hopes that the bride at today's wedding can be her, but the falling flowers are intentional and the flowing water is ruthless.
Jing Haohao curled his lips, spoke to Qian Hua, and said, "Thank you."
As soon as she finished speaking, she heard a series of footsteps coming from outside.
Although the footsteps were very mixed, Jing Haohao could tell that the one walking in the front was Liangchen's footsteps.
Her face couldn't help but get hot.
…
Liangchen walked straight to the bedroom, but before he could enter the door, several bridesmaids blocked the door, preventing Liangchen from entering.
One of the bridesmaids was Liangchen's cousin, and she said in a strange way: "If you want to come in, sing a song first, let's sing Little Apple."
"That's so boring. The bride and groom have to stand in line, dance in Gangnam Style, and sing Little Apple."
When the best man heard these words, he couldn't help but wailed: "You're cheating me, Liangchen, you can sing it yourself."
Liangchen stood on tiptoes and tried to take a look at Jing Hao Hao inside through the cover of the bridesmaid. However, Jing Hao Hao had been hidden long ago, so he had no choice but to shout "Hao Hao" twice at the top of his lungs, even though his eyes blinked.
In the blink of an eye, like a magic trick, a stack of red envelopes rose up without any warning.
Red envelopes were scattered all over the floor.
The bridesmaid immediately bent down to grab it.
Liangchen took advantage of the chaos and tried to squeeze into the bedroom. Unexpectedly, the bridesmaid noticed his evil intention and retreated to the bedroom first, slamming the door.
Liangchen stood outside the door, patted the door, and said angrily, "Bridemaids and beauties, let me in..."
"No, Gangnam Style's little apple!"
"I really have never heard of Little Apple's song, please forgive me."
"No, no!"
"Okay, my good wife, let me in..." As soon as Liangchen finished speaking, the bedroom door was suddenly opened.
