The door opened, and many guests who came early looked over together, Meng Ting's face turned redder a little bit, but he didn't try to break free, but continued to hug Yan Sui's neck, and then broke more and more Silence with an eerie tendency.
"Hi there."
"Hi sister-in-law!"
Shihe Gu Lang and the others came so early because they wanted to help Yan Sui greet the guests, but they didn't expect that their faces would be covered in dog food as soon as they met. Meng Ting, without the slightest sense of disobedience, is so enviable.
Yan Sui came out with Meng Ting on his back, he was not afraid of being seen by others, he continued to firmly support Meng Ting's leg with his hands, nodded to them, and continued to walk downstairs after saying hello.
Meng Ting leaned on Yan Sui's neck with some embarrassment, and endured all kinds of gazes with Yan Sui along the way.
But no matter how embarrassed he was, he didn't intend to let go of his hands and feet. A marriage certificate is not enough. After today's wedding, he should let those people know that Yan Sui is his. Only he can make Yan Sui carry it like this. And only for Yan Sui to recite.
"Am I heavy?" Meng Ting asked softly in Yan Sui's ear, leaning too close, his lips brushed against Yan Sui's earlobe, making the color there slightly rosy.
"It's not heavy," Yan Sui replied to Meng Ting's words in a low voice, enduring the itching feeling. His footsteps are steady and powerful, and his breathing is still even. Even if he hugs someone with one hand, it doesn't necessarily take much effort, let alone carry someone on his back.
Meng Ting smiled when he heard this, and rubbed his face against Yan Sui, "Then you can carry me."
He thought for a while and said, "I like it very much."
"En," Yan Sui responded, his brows becoming softer.
The way Yan Sui and Meng Ting whispered naturally fell into everyone's eyes, but they didn't care about anything other than envy and blessings. They didn't know about Meng Ting, so naturally they didn't think there was anything good about him, but whoever made him lucky, who let him Yan Sui likes him.
Xiao Bo opened the locked room on the east side of the first floor yesterday. The interior is completely old-fashioned, with an inexplicable sense of solemnity. In addition to these, there are rows of antiques. , are treasures that cannot be found at auctions.
However, the purpose of opening here today is not to show these treasures to people. Their value is still just for decoration. The innermost part of this room is a huge altar against the wall. There are many tablets of different sizes on it, from the Song Dynasty until now. All the ancestors of the Yan family, including the tablets of Yan Sui's grandfather and grandmother.
When Yan Sui said that he brought Meng Ting to meet the ancestors of the Yan family, he was not exaggerating at all.
On the other side of this desk is a bookshelf, on which are volumes of pale yellow scrolls, which record the deeds of the ancestors of the Yan family, which is quite spectacular. This room cannot be opened at will on weekdays, and it is also because Yan Sui got married today , it's only been open for a while here.
A few elders from the collateral lineage of the Yan family came in, and a few elders with status in Haicheng came in. Juniors like Gu Lang and Shihe were only allowed to watch at the door. Wan, also stopped at the door.
Yan Sui carried Meng Ting on his back all the way to the door before putting him down. There were rustling sounds all around, but he only knew that someone was talking, what was said, but he couldn't hear it in his heart. Meng Ting was like this, Yan Sui Too.
After entering this door, kowtowed their heads, and worshiped incense, they are the husband and wife recognized by the ancestors of the Yan family. If nothing happens, they will be buried together after death, and they will live and die together. Such an agreement is enough to make them become The closest person in each other's lives.
Meng Ting took the initiative to hand out his hand, Yan Sui held it, and walked in together.
Meng Ting, who didn't know much about this kind of ceremony before, felt at this moment that getting married is to become the closest person and to conclude the most important agreement, so it needs to be so cautious and grand. What he and Yan Sui showed to outsiders was the solemnity they showed towards each other.
He suddenly understood, a little late, but not too late.
An old man with white hair and white beard was standing by the altar with many memorial tablets, watching Yan Sui and Meng Ting approaching, his serious expression became more relaxed, then he turned his back, lit the incense, and handed it to the Yan Sui handed it to Meng Ting again.
"From today onwards, your name will be recorded in Yan's genealogy."
These words were obviously addressed to Meng Ting, who nodded earnestly at the old man.
The old man's expression did not fluctuate, he took another step back and said loudly, "Bow, kneel, bow."
The two futons had been laid out long ago, Yan Sui was on the left and Meng Ting was on the right. Following the old man's instructions, they bowed three times and kowtowed nine times, completing the kneeling ceremony when the Yan clan's wives entered the spectrum for the first time.
After the last prostration, Yan Sui stood up first, then bent down to help Meng Ting up, they looked at the old man together, Yan Sui introduced, "This is old uncle."
"Hello, Uncle." Meng Ting called out.
The old uncle nodded slightly, and lit another stick of incense. He bowed and inserted it into the incense burner, then turned around and replied to Meng Ting's words, "Master, you're welcome. You and the Patriarch should just keep an eye on the Yan family."
This is the order of the elders, Meng Ting naturally has no objection, he nodded, "I will try my best."
Mainly depended on Yan Sui, he tried his best not to cause trouble, Meng Ting was quite clear about his position.
Then everyone who entered the room burned incense, and they all came to meet Meng Ting one by one, and most of what they said was similar to that of the old uncle, and Meng Ting agreed to them one by one.
Their attitude towards Meng Ting is so respectful and kind, in fact, it has something to do with Yan Sui's behavior of giving shares to Meng Ting's Yan family. All the people in the world come for profit.
It's about ten o'clock in the morning, and the official wedding ceremony is at three o'clock in the afternoon, which is said to be the most auspicious time today. It's still early, and there is still more than an hour before lunch, Yan Sui Xunzuokong took Meng Ting back to their wedding room, which was originally Yan Sui's room to rest for a while.
"Are you tired?" The two of them sat down on the sofa, and Yan Sui asked Meng Ting. It was the first time for him to experience such a complicated ceremony, and it felt very special, but he was afraid that it would be the first time Meng Ting met. With so many people you don't know, you will feel tired.
Meng Ting sized Yan Sui several times, then shook his head lightly, "I don't feel tired doing anything with you."
He was telling the truth, in his opinion, Yan Sui might be even more tired, "Are you tired? Do you want to lean on me?"
Meng Ting patted his not-so-broad shoulders while talking, Yan Sui hesitated a little, Meng Ting took the initiative to push his head over, "It doesn't matter if you rely on me, I'm willing to rely on you."
Just like himself, he would occasionally feel shy and embarrassed, but he would still be faithful to his heart, that kind of willingness to get close to Yan Sui, he thought that Yan Sui could treat him like this, so he could rely on him if he wanted to. .
Because of Meng Ting's natural tone, Yan Sui didn't bother to tangle up, he leaned on his shoulders that were not too broad and not particularly comfortable, and the faint smile that curled up at the corner of his mouth couldn't go away no matter what.
"Today will be a bit busy. Let's pack up in the evening. We have an early flight tomorrow. We will go abroad to play and have a good rest then."
Meng Ting digested it for a while before he figured out the meaning of Yan Sui's words, but he didn't immediately say yes or no, he turned his head, put his arms around Yan Sui, and asked softly, "Is it alright for us to leave the house like this? Are you working hard?"
Yan Sui loves him dearly, and he will love Yan Sui dearly.
"I'm fine, as long as I'm with you."
It's good to be able to hang out with Yan Sui, but if it will make Yan Sui work hard and cause trouble, he'd rather be more reserved and guard Yan Sui well, as long as they live together for a long time, that's fine.
Yan Sui raised his hand to grab Meng Ting's arm, then slowly slid down to hold his right hand, then lifted it up, and kissed the back of his hand.
"It's okay at home. I don't work hard. It's already been arranged. You can take a vacation with me."
Yan Sui knows how to read people best in shopping malls, so he can naturally hear the caution behind Meng Ting's words. There is still a part of him that he hasn't completely let go of. This part of Meng Ting himself is not conscious, he himself has , they also both take some time.
Yan Sui understood this, but he didn't feel anxious, he and Meng Ting had already made fast enough progress.
Meng Ting looked at the back of his hand being held by Yan Sui, his cheeks blushed, and he answered in a low voice, "Okay."
Yan Sui slowly sat up straight, then stood up again, he thought that it was almost time, and it was time to take Meng Ting down, but when he turned his head to look, he saw the bright red on Meng Ting's cheeks, even brighter than the clothes The beautiful Yanhong suddenly lost his heart rhythm, it seemed to be fast, and then slow.
Meng Ting raised his eyes, met Yan Sui's gaze, blinked his eyes, then tilted his head slightly, then his eyes brightened, his cheeks turned a little redder, he was not sure but he said with certainty, "You want to kiss me? Then kiss me."
As he spoke, he raised his jaw slightly, and looked over with a little bit of austere eyes, vividly interpreting the feeling of being so seductive to the extreme but making people feel clean, no matter whether Meng Ting came to seduce him intentionally or not, Yan Sui admitted that he was hooked.
His eyes fell on Meng Ting's slightly pouting cherry lips, he stroked Meng Ting's cheek, then bent down, Meng Ting was right, he wanted to kiss him.
Meng Ting raised his hand and grabbed the corner of Yan Sui's Xifu, he squeezed tighter and tighter, and gradually lost his strength.
From bending over to sitting back on the sofa, Yan Sui also slid from one side while pressing down on the person. Meng Ting was lying on the sofa, and he was half lying on top of him. He lifted their intertwined hands over Meng Ting's head, Meng Ting's feet also rested on his waist at some point.
A kiss that could not be described as light, and now it is almost frenzied, Meng Ting has no intention to stop it, Yan Sui is powerless.
Lips parted, Yan Sui's reddish eyes stared at the person closely, trying to distinguish and analyze Meng Ting's facial features one by one, and then deeply remember them in his mind and engrave them in his heart.
Meng Ting's eyes narrowed slightly, still caught in the aftertaste of the passionate kiss, but within his line of sight was a clear figure, that was Yan Sui, his Yan Sui.
Breathing slightly calmed, Meng Ting wanted to move, but found that he couldn't. He looked at Yan Sui, raised his hand that was not caught, and gently touched Yan Sui's cheek, "Hold up for a while. Shinobu, I'll help you tonight."
Both of them were moved by this kiss, but he had already subsided, but Yan Sui hadn't.
But he didn't know what he said, it would only make it harder for Yan Sui to control himself.
However, Meng Ting thought Yan Sui looked good like this, so he broke free with his other hand, put his arms around Yan Sui's neck, then raised his face, and kissed him on the cheek with a "chirp". Chirp."
His brows and eyes were curved, and his heart was extremely happy, "Yan Sui, I like you so much."
Yan Sui's eyes dimmed a little, the aura on his body became unstable again, and the sense of existence in a certain place became stronger and stronger.
"Meng Ting..."
"I'm here." Meng Ting no longer finds Yan Sui scary at all, he likes him, even the dangerous aura he occasionally releases, he also likes him, he rubs against people like a small animal, he just feels that no matter how greasy he is, it's not enough.
"Jiu Jiu" twice, he kissed Yan Sui again.
The sound made people's ears itch, and their hearts itch, Yan Sui's hand found the buttons on Meng Ting's clothes, and it didn't take long before he undid a row, and the blush on Meng Ting's cheeks that had just faded came back, but he He just watched, but didn't stop Yan Sui's movements.
Yan Sui's kiss landed on Meng Ting's neck, it was hot and itchy, Meng Ting couldn't help laughing twice, "Oh, itchy."
Yan Sui didn't stop, his kisses fell on Meng Ting's back, which was half taken off by him, and some scars were still left in his line of sight, but this didn't affect the beauty of his back at all. Fair and fair, with well-proportioned lines, Yan Sui's kiss fell on those scars, and the kiss was lighter and longer.
Meng Ting lay on the back of the sofa, occasionally couldn't stand the itching, and made some small noises, but generally speaking, being kissed was quite comfortable.
He turned his head and could only see Yan Sui's hair, he asked his doubts in a low voice, "Is it nice to kiss?"
In Meng Ting's opinion, the help was straight to the point, he had no idea about foreplay at all, he felt comfortable being kissed, but he also wondered how Yan Sui felt, and then he asked.
"Itchy..." Meng Ting stretched out his hand to cover his sensitive spots, but unfortunately, Yan Sui couldn't let go of his mouth, half of his body was stimulated and softened, and he couldn't protect himself at all, so he could only continue to protest, "Yan Sui ,itch."
Well, this was Meng Ting's punishment for lighting the fire again, Yan Sui let go, and Meng Ting's clothes were almost half down, but he hadn't made any further movements, the sound of the door lock turning, and the sound that could be seen at the edge of his vision The door to their bedroom is being opened.
However, Yan Sui clearly remembered that when he brought Yan Sui back to his room, he locked it behind him. He didn't care about how the person who opened the door got the key. He pulled up Meng Ting's clothes, She hugged him and turned her back directly, letting Meng Ting bury her head in his arms.
Then he turned his head and said coldly, "Get out, get out."
It was no doubt that Yan Sui was angry, the people who opened the door outside obviously did not expect that Yan Sui would be here, the door was half opened, no one dared to continue to push it open.
"Aunt, what are you doing here? Several wives want to talk to you."
Zhen Han's voice suddenly appeared at the door, and with quick eyesight and quick hands, he directly closed the door. No matter what Yan Sui and Meng Ting were doing in the room, whether they could let people see, Yan Sui was angry, no matter who he was, he was sensible. it is good.
After the door was closed for a long time, Yan Sui's expression was still cold, his eyes fell on Meng Ting, who was obediently huddled in his arms, and then softened a little, but after that, he became even more angry.
When Meng Ting was intimate with him, his half-dressed appearance, how could anyone other than him see it.
Yan Sui picked up Meng Ting again, walked towards the bed, put him on the bed, and then he helped Meng Ting put on his clothes again. He looked back and explained in a low voice, "I'm not angry with you."
Meng Ting nodded when he heard the words, and he stretched out his hand to smooth Shun Yansui's chest, "I know, but I also have bad things."
When Yan Sui wanted to kiss him, he didn't stop him, this is the biggest weakness Meng Tingsi could find in himself.
"Don't be angry, let's kiss again at night."
"Hey, I'll kiss you."
Yan Sui looked at the man, breathless, trying to get rid of it, he stretched out his hand to ruffle Meng Ting's hair, and finally smoothed him out obediently, but he still accepted the benefit, "Okay."