There was a dead silence in the church.
Sheng Guangming knew what he should say or do, but he couldn't say anything, he just stood stiffly on one side.
It is clear that he is the protagonist of this wedding, but he feels like a superfluous person for no reason.
The fear and uneasiness I had been feeling for a long time finally had its foothold.
——The person Yan Shuang loves is not him.
The hand holding the white platycodon slowly dropped.
"continue."
The indifferent voice echoed in the empty church, his eyes flicked over the hand in front of him, Yan Shuang turned around, his palm was still pressed on the bright red Bible, and smiled at Sheng Guangming who was out of his body beside him, "The ceremony is not over yet .”
As soon as the words fell, the arm that was pressing on the Bible was pulled up vigorously, Yan Shuang staggered and was directly dragged off the stage by the hand behind him, and fell into the arms overflowing with cold fragrance.
Ji Yao glanced coldly at Yan Shuang's innocent face as if nothing had happened, "Let's go."
Yan Shuang: Pull what? With this attitude to snatch a marriage? Why are you still not satisfied with the relationship line? Less exciting, huh
Yan Shuang: "I won't go."
He ignored Ji Yao's eyes that wanted to eat people, and directly stretched out his hand to Sheng Guangming who was still in a daze, "Husband, save me!"
Sheng Guangming was still in a state of confusion, and he stretched out his hand subconsciously without understanding the situation, but Yan Shuang was dragged away before he touched Yan Shuang's hand.
Yan Shuang, who was being dragged out of the church by force, thought to himself: Damn, Xiao Ji has so much strength, his arms are stiff, is your son doing nothing at home and lifting weights every day
"Husband—" Yan Shuang raised his voice to summon his soul, and in the next second, his mouth was blocked by the palm of his hand, and he could only make a sound of "uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu".
Sheng Guangming stood there like a fool, and when they were about to leave the church, he threw the flowers in his hand and chased them out.
"Shuangshuang!"
It was pitch black outside, Yan Shuang was dragged outside, and immediately felt a strong sea breeze blowing from behind, fortunately Ji Yao blocked him so that he would not be blown down.
The warm breath came to his ear, "I am not Qin Yubai."
Yan Shuang thought nonsense, right
"I won't target his store," said the voice softly, with his characteristic cold and haughty tone, "I'll just make him disappear."
"Shuangshuang—" Sheng Guangming chased him out, the sea breeze blew his hair wildly, he unbuttoned his suit, his face darkened, and he pointed directly at Ji Yao, "Let him go!"
Ready to send someone to the hospital for emergency treatment, Sheng Guangming rolled up his sleeves.
Unexpectedly, Ji Yao actually let Yan Shuang go.
The moment Ji Yao let go, Yan Shuang turned around and raised his hand without any pause.
"Snapped-"
The crisp sound of the slap falling was blown away by the sea breeze.
Yan Shuang didn't look at Ji Yao's expression after the fight, and turned to Sheng Guangming who was shocked again and said loudly, "I'm sorry, this marriage is over, I'm leaving with this bastard."
After he finished speaking, he turned his face back, Ji Yao's face was also very handsome in the dark night, his fair face was slapped with red marks, and he was staring at Yan Shuang at this moment.
Yan Shuang gave him a middle finger, walked to the sports car against the sea breeze, turned around and said loudly: "That marriage snatcher, can you get in the car?!"
Sheng Guangming watched the car pass away in front of him helplessly.
The short-term luck finally left him...
As he expected.
Like that crooked bow tie.
A mismatch is a mismatch.
Yan Shuang huddled in the sports car, and it took several minutes to recover.
Damn, the sea breeze in winter is really cold, and it messed up his carefully combed hair today.
The car was driving extremely fast. The seaside road on New Year's Eve was empty and deserted. The speed of the car was so fast that Yan Shuang felt like he was going to float in the car. He turned his face and said, "Stop."
Ji Yao turned a deaf ear to it, and still turned his eyes to the vast night, without slowing down at all.
According to the direction of the ancient bloody plot, Yan Shuang should reach out to grab his steering wheel now, and then the car shakes back and forth on the road like Parkinson's, and after getting out of the S-shape, it hits a tree with a "bang", and the two are sent away together. Go to the hospital for emergency treatment. After waking up, there must be an amnesia, and then the sadomasochistic love.
Yan Shuang: Daba, he still needs to keep his kidney and cornea.
Yan Shuang withdrew his eyes, reached out and grabbed the seat belt desperately.
Along the way, Ji Yao didn't speak, there was a faint light in the dark night, Yan Shuang leaned on the car window and looked forward with difficulty.
In the dazzling light, someone was running vaguely, and there was a huge sound of wind.
Getting closer, Yan Shuang finally got closer.
This is the suburbs.
A plane parked in front of him.
Yan Shuang: Damn it, as expected of the super noble son Xiao Ji! A shot is a big handjob!
The vehicle stopped in front of the plane under the command of the person in front, Ji Yao got out of the car, walked around to the side and opened the door for Yan Shuang himself, and dragged him out of the car.
"Master, everything is ready."
The back collar of Yan Shuang's suit was held in Ji Yao's hands, like a kitten strangled by fate. He recognized that the person who greeted Ji Yao was Ji Wensong's sharp-eyed little girl who had cooperated with him in acting before. Bodyguard, at this time he was showing a very respectful expression to Ji Yao.
He looked up in shock, only seeing Ji Yao's sharp chin.
Yan Shuang was almost taken hostage on the plane.
"Ji Yao..." Yan Shuang was pushed on the seat, and Ji Yao was fastening his seat belt, listening to him, staring at him fiercely, "Shut up."
Yan Shuang: "..." Don't beg me to talk to you when you have the ability.
This is a small private jet. After Ji Yao settled Yan Shuang, he immediately sat down on the seat next to Yan Shuang.
Immediately, the plane rang the announcement that it was ready to take off in five minutes.
Yan Shuang couldn't help but said, "Where are you taking me?"
"Go to hell."
Yan Shuang: "..." Well said, don't say it next time.
Five minutes later, the plane took off on time. Through the porthole beside him, Yan Shuang looked down and saw several cars coming towards the place where the plane took off with their lights on.
Yan Shuang: It's a grand affair.
After the announcement of entering a stable flight came, Ji Yao beside him seemed to finally heave a sigh of relief, and let go of the energy he had been holding. After unfastening his seat belt, he stretched out his hand and pinched Yan Shuang's chin, turned his face around, and said in a resentful tone, "Are you so impatient?"
Yan Shuang:
What are you saying out loud.
"Ji Yao, what the hell are you doing now?" Yan Shuang shook his chin, but didn't move, and went to unbuckle his seat belt, reaching out to grab Ji Yao's wrist, "You fucking let me go!"
Ji Yao's arm was usually made of iron, and it didn't waver.
Although Sheng Guangming is the champion of boxing, he has always been obedient to Yan Shuang. Except when Yan Shuang is hugged by him while walking and Xing, he will feel the strong arms and waist strength of this man, but he has never been sympathetic to his strength. Not much concept.
Yan Shuang struggled for a long time without breaking away from Ji Yao's arm, but she was so exhausted that she gave up struggling and cursed at Ji Yao's face with her eyes.
I believe that a genius like Ji Yao will be able to read his eyes.
— Then Ji Yao came up to kiss him.
Ji Yao's lips were cold, sticking to them, Yan Shuang seemed to have kissed a piece of ice, his jaw was clenched tightly, there was no room for struggle, the warm tip of his tongue forcibly pried his lips open.
The moment their tongues intertwined, each other's breathing also became heavy.
The grip on Yan Shuang's chin gradually loosened, and he stroked along his chin to the small Adam's apple on his slender neck.
Yan Shuang was swallowing.
Swallow the saliva they exchanged.
The Adam's apple also slid up and down impatiently along his fingertips.
Such a Yan Shuang, such a Yan Shuang who was unable to extricate herself from his kiss, dared to marry someone else
Ji Yao got closer and closer, he leaned out of his seat, trapped Yan Shuang between the seat and his chest, and kissed wantonly.
With a sudden force in his palm, Ji Yao grabbed Yan Shuang's neck with one hand. He looked down at him, his cold and dry lips became brighter in the wet kiss, and he said coldly, "Do you like him?"
Yan Shuang half-lyed on the seat with a blushing face, a faint mist appeared in his eyes, and his expression was a little confused, "Which..."
Ji Yao: "..."
How he could have strangled him!
"You want to marry him," Ji Yao's tone was as cold as ice, "Do you like him?"
The mist in Yan's eyes gradually dissipated, and he was silent for a long time with a distant expression, obviously thinking about the 'he' that Ji Yao was talking about.
Ji Yao pressed again, "Speak."
Yan Shuang: Oh, he said he would beg him to speak.
"Yes," Yan Shuang looked at him directly, and said seriously, "I like him, and I am willing to spend the rest of my life with him."
His chest was sore and sore as if he was about to vomit blood, Ji Yao pursed his lips, and it took him a long time to squeeze out two words - "Lie."
Yan Shuang: "I didn't..."
He didn't continue because Ji Yao pressed his knee against him.
"Then what is this?"
Ji Yao looked cold, "You can treat anyone?"
Not to be outdone, Yan Shuang said, "What about you? Are you still the same? You can see clearly, I'm not Qin Qing..."
"Don't mention him!"
Ji Yao snorted coldly.
Under Yan Shuang's suspicious eyes, he paused, and then said, "You don't deserve to mention his name."
Yan Shuang: "..."
Don't force it, let's beat it.
Yan Shuang opened his mouth and bit Ji Yao's wrist.
He bit so hard that he could smell blood almost instantly.
Ji Yao let him bite, his face remained unchanged, and he even pushed his knee deeper.
Yan Shuang let out a muffled snort, let go of his mouth, let out a bah, glared at the person above, and said viciously: "This is bitten for my husband!"
Ji Yao: "..."
"Can you say that again."
"It was bitten for my husband!"
"Say it again."
Yan Shuang knew that Ji Yao was going to start playing the infinite monthly reading again, so he really wanted to accompany him today. He continued to stare and said loudly, "This is bitten for my husband!"
Ji Yao didn't repeat any more, he pinched Yan Shuang's cheek with his bleeding wrist, "Who is it for you?"
"Husband!" Yan Shuang called out vaguely.
"Yes," Ji Yao covered his mouth with his backhand, leaning over to stare into Yan Shuang's eyes, "I agree to replace him."
Yan Shuang: "..." Get out!
Yan grabbed his hands and kicked him, but he was pressed even tighter. The elegant cold fragrance trapped him from all directions.
Lips fell, Yan Shuang closed his eyes involuntarily, and another cold kiss fell on his eyelids.
"Happy New Year."
Yan Shuang stopped moving.
Ji Yao let go of his palm, and wisely blocked Yan Shuang's lips before Yan Shuang cursed the street.
The plane is passing through the clouds at high altitude, the window is pitch black, the nebula intersects, and it is extremely quiet, only kisses and heartbeats resonate, nose to nose, eyes to eyes, love or hate, under the black sky, you can’t tell the difference, Ji Yao's eyes reflected Yan Shuang's face.
When he reached out to him who fell to the ground for the first time, he never thought that so many things would happen to him.
Perhaps this is the elusiveness of fate.
Ji Yao can't tell how far forever is.
From the time they first met, until the end of their lives, that may be "forever".
Touching Yan Shuang's face with both hands, Ji Yao said softly, "From today on, stay by my side forever."