"Yes, I promise." Tang Yichen gently kissed away the tears on his warm face.
The sweet wedding march sounded, Tang Yichen was waiting at the end, black eyes staring at the other end, Zhao Mingcheng slowly walking towards him holding the warmth
The melodious piano sound, accompanied by red roses flying all over the sky, is as warm and beautiful as a person walking out of the painting.
Tang Yichen choked unexpectedly. He waited for this day as if he had waited for several lifetimes.
Zhao Zhiqing pulled her skirt back to warmth, looking at the happy people around her with indifference, her memory went back to two years ago.
At that time she was only 18 years old. She knew a foreign boyfriend abroad, and she really loved her.
At that time she decided to marry him as long as she finished her studies, and the man promised to marry her.
But she found out that she was pregnant, but she couldn't find the man anymore, she had to kill the baby.
She still hasn't found that man until now, and every night she dreams of a child calling her mother.
Zhao Zhiqing recovered, the soles of her feet almost slipped, but fortunately, no one's attention was on her.
Everyone is so happy, why is she the only one so unfortunate
Now even his father has to take other girls' hands and deliver them to the man she likes.
Thinking about it, Zhao Zhiqing's tears slid down her cheeks, and those who didn't know thought she was moved.
Zhao Mingcheng put his warm hand in Tang Yichen's hand and patted the hands of the two, "No matter what happens in the future, Tang Yichen, I hope you treat the warmth well."
In this life, he has been sorry enough for this child and didn't want anyone to hurt her again.
"I see, uncle." Tang Yichen, neither humble nor overbearing, walked to the priest with warmth in the eyes of everyone.
"Mr. Tang Yichen, would you like to marry the woman in front of you as your wife, regardless of birth, old age, sickness, death, wealth, wealth and poverty, you will love her as always?"
Tang Yichen licked his lips and answered without suspense.
"I do."
The veil covered his warm face, but even so, when Tang Yichen uttered those three words, his warm eyes could not help but become sour.
The priest asked Warmth with the same words, Warm nodded desperately, but didn't speak.
The people below the stage squeezed a cold sweat for warmth, and what does it mean to nod
"Talk." Tang Yichen frowned, and took the warm hand, her voice trembling.
In fact, Tang Yichen was also nervous, but he didn't show it.
"I wish... I would." Warm cried and said these three words, then rushed to hug Tang Yichen, "Tang Yichen, I love you."
The priest froze for a moment, as if there was no scene of the bride hugging the groom in the table.
"Okay, now I invite the bride and groom to exchange rings."
The priest quickly calmed down.
The two exchanged rings and kissed each other.
There was thunderous applause from the audience, Mussi stood up from the applause and slowly left from an inconspicuous corner.
Warmth, as long as you are happy, I will be happy.
Everyone was immersed in joy, and no one noticed Mussi.
The wedding lasted for two hours, and the warm legs were numb. When he returned to the hotel room, before the wedding dress had time to take off, Tang Yichen immediately took off her shoes.
Looking at her red and swollen ankles, Tang Yichen's eyes became cold.
This silly woman, don't you know what to say
"So tired." Warm lay on the bed, no matter what Tang Yichen wanted to do to her feet.
Tang Yichen rubbed his feet with warmth, took a basin of hot water from the bathroom, and put his warm feet in.