Wedding day.
Tong Nian strolled around the room, slipping from three in the morning to five in the morning, Yaya and Blueberry joked to comfort her for two and a half years, and the last one yawned, hugged, hugged and fell asleep.
The makeup artist had to arrive at six o'clock, so the room was quiet. She sat by the window and sent him WeChat.
Lolicat: Will you not come temporarily
Gn:...
Lolicat: Uneasy.
The next minute, Han Shangyan sent a photo with their marriage certificates on the windowsill. Half of the moonlight on the windowsill of his room was the moonlight outside his villa.
Gn: You married me a long time ago. Today is just going through the scene. What are you worried about
Lolicat: Well, it makes sense.
Gn:...
Tong Nian was still wearing a wedding dress. He was so excited that he couldn't fall asleep and tried it in advance, but he saw that both of his best friends were asleep, and it was inconvenient to take it off by himself. He was worried that he would be crumpled when sleeping in bed. Finally, I took a small stool from the corner, and straightened out the skirts around the stool in front of the desk, resting my head on the edge of the desk, and went to sleep.
Da Huyou was right. She got married early and walked through the scene without panic.
The groomsmen who received the family are brothers of the solo team. Except Ai Qing is also waiting for Dt to meet him on the other side today, the rest of the people are here. As for the bridesmaid, apart from Blueberry and Yaya, she is one of the best friends in high school, and only this best friend has never seen a group of brothers in Korean.
As a direct result, the bridesmaid watched from the window a bride in a neat suit and three best men walking by the door, and looked back in shock: "Your husband's best man, brothers are very handsome."
"Of course," Blueberry gave Tong Nian a bouquet of course. "My husband's favorite team, can you not be handsome?"
"Yes, yes, yes" Yaya echoed, "As soon as the solo team came out, all the younger generations stepped aside, I firmly believe that there is no better than them!"
Blueberry and Yaya are still bragging about the Korean business dialect, and the bridegroom has already come up the stairs.
Yaya rushed over and checked the locked door.
The sound of the door slammed, "Yaya, this is Mi Shaofei."
"Mi Shaofei is useless, it's all useless today," Blueberry replied for Yaya, "red envelopes."
Outside the door, Solo squatted down, and according to the instructions of the Korean business dialect, put a stack of red envelopes into it one by one.
Inside the door, a few bridesmaids were still counting at first: "One, two..." In the end, only exclaimed, a group of old men outside was different. There were no more than half a word of nonsense, and more than sixty were directly stuffed in. Red envelope.
There were red envelopes all over the floor, and the three bridesmaids were about to cry like picking up gold.
The bridegroom's wife is too generous!
"Open the door quickly," Tong Nian urged in a low voice, "Quickly."
She doesn't care about money, she wants to see him as soon as possible.
"I know, I see you in a hurry, I hate to marry." Yaya unlocked the door.
The moment the door opened, Tong Nian saw the two men who were still stuffing the red envelopes stepping away, wearing suits and ties, walking into the room. The moment they met, she heard her heart violent. Beating.
As in the past, the moment he looked up and saw him behind the counter of an Internet cafe late at night.
"Enough?" Han Shangyan looked at Tong Nian, but said to a few bridesmaids, "There is still enough."
Red envelopes are nothing, you get married once in your life.
They are all Tong Nian’s best friends from childhood to adulthood. Give me a little bit more, as I should. I should thank others for taking care of them for so many years.
"Enough, enough." Blueberry said immediately, "My husband said, never embarrass his idol!"
Han Shangyan smiled and walked towards Tong Nian.
Tong Nian's heartbeat was dizzy.
He bent over, picked up the big hem of her wedding dress, gathered together, and stuffed it into Tong Nian's arms.
Um
"Don't understand? No one told you about it?"
What's the rule? She shook her head.
He moved his shoulders and was uncomfortably wrapped in a suit, and finally squatted down in front of Tong Nian: "Come up."
"Ah, yes, the bridegroom wants to carry the bride out of the house, and her feet cannot fall to the ground." Blueberry, the bridesmaid, finally remembered her duty and ran up to help tidy the skirt, "I will carry it behind you."
"No, the stairs are too narrow and inconvenient. In case you didn't follow up and everyone fell with force, Yaya helped to lift the skirt. You go up first, lie on his back, and we will give the wedding dress. you."
Under the command of everyone, Tong Nian was memorized by Han Shangyan and grabbed the hem of his wedding dress with both hands.
"Can you do it?" Tong Nian looked down the stairs.
"Nonsense." If he doesn't carry his wife, don't confuse him.
Tong Nian hugged his neck, not daring to breathe too hard, the bridesmaids were also helping, only three best men watched the excitement.
"Old Han, just stay a little longer, and still have a bridal chamber."
"That's it, take it slow, carry it slowly, and we will prepare firecrackers for you."
Solo also took a lot of photos in the front, and enjoyed them while taking them: "I will put them all in the pre-wedding slides for a while, and show them to your K&K team members."
Han Shangyan just wanted to curse "Get off." He barely stepped on the stairs. Tong Nian let out an exclamation. The three bridesmaids behind him thought they really fell, and shouted one after another.
Han Shangyan forced his temper, and heard all the screams: "It's okay..."
Then he walked down steadily, and by the way, he flew a solo fiercely with his eyes, all of which came to tear down the stage, he figured it out.
The wedding went smoothly, and I always felt that something would go wrong when it came to Korean Commercial Dialect.
until-
He came outside the bridal chamber with a bunch of people who wanted to make trouble in the bridal chamber. He who was drinking well, took out the key card, and asked for the money when entering the door: "Headache, withdraw after a while, do you hear?"
"Who dare to delay your bridal chamber? Gun god?" Solo smiled and took his key card and opened the door for him.
The door opened.
Cakes and flowers are placed in the luxurious suites that the hotel presents to wedding couples. Ai Qing, who was put on a big red Chinese wedding dress, was sitting on the sofa and playing with her mobile phone. When she looked up, she was surprised when she saw Han Shangyan.
"Han Shang Yan?!" Ai Qing couldn't believe her eyes.
The room was quiet.
broken.
Han Shangyan reacted immediately and got the wrong room card with Dt.
Han Shangyan felt that if the temple jumped again, the headache would get worse.
Well, some did it tonight.
Wedding night.
Both of them slept in bed.
Facts have proved that Tong Nian's alcohol volume is really good, he can easily drink high, it is difficult to get drunk. Everyone at K&K was drunk, seven or eighty-eight, all on the sofa in the wedding room, the carpet was covered with clothes, the many duvet covers in the closet, and even the bath towels in the bathroom were used as quilts and fell asleep.
Early in the morning, Han Shangyan was woken up by the phone.
"Flying at noon, don't forget."
"Change your sign tomorrow, headache." He replied.
Hanging up the phone, turning over, put the small body still in the wedding gown in his arms, hugged it tightly, and continued to sleep.
On the collarbone, her warm breath changed, and she woke up.
"what time is it?"
"Ten o'clock."
"this late?"
"Let's go tomorrow," he held down her when he thought of getting up, "I changed my sign."
She yelled "Hmm", and drilled into his arms due to her hangover, and unnerved the shirt button above his belt with her hand restlessly, she reached in and touched his skin. hot.
"Seeing you like this, more happier than me?"
"Yeah." She laughed again.
"Addicted to tofu?"
"Legal." She protested, hugging his waist and touching back.
"What are you touching?"