On the wedding day, not only was the largest banquet hall of Junyu Hotel decorated beautifully by the people he arranged, but even the Junyu Hotel, which usually had a modern, luxurious and magnificent overall style, was decorated pink by Qiao Mohan's people.
The guests who came to the wedding banquet even suspected that they had gone to the wrong place the moment they got off the car.
This is not the Junyu Hotel, this is clearly a pink "castle".
The lobby and entrance of Junyu Hotel originally had a strong and grand modern style.
But now, because of Qiao Mohan's request, the whole place is covered with pink roses.
Standing on the top floor, Lu Yuchen looked down at the pink 'ocean' beneath his feet through the floor-to-ceiling glass window, and felt his forehead twitching.
He said with a cold face: "What kind of vision is this Qiao Mohan? It's tasteless."
He turned his good hotel into this state.
However, just as the man finished muttering his dissatisfaction, a touching voice came from the side.
"Oh, seeing Qiao Mohan like this makes me so envious of Xiaoqing... It's great that Xiaoqing can finally get her happiness. I'm so touched for them."
Lu Yuchen glanced to the side and saw Xinluo, who had already changed into a dress, standing aside, looking down at the scene downstairs.
Unlike his disgust, Xinluo's pair of expressive peach blossom eyes sparkled with bright light.
She looked at the pink sea of flowers downstairs, her eyes filled with envy and blessings for Su Qing.
"That's great. Girls need to be pampered... Everyone is a baby. Xiaoqing will definitely be very touched."
Qiao Mohan had been secretly planning this wedding several months ago.
With so many flowers, the entire exterior wall and lobby of Junyu Hotel can be covered. This is definitely not something that can be achieved by just spending money on a whim.
Xinluo still remembered that she was present when Qiao Mohan made this request to Lu Yuchen.
Thinking of that man, even though she couldn't see his eyes, when she saw the light that flashed in his handsome and evil eyes when he mentioned that he wanted to give Su Qing a perfect wedding, Xinluo truly realized that he loved Su Qing.
Deep love, a love that makes you willing to give everything for her.
Thinking that her dearest friend could finally be happy, and looking at the happy sea of flowers at her feet, Xinluo felt a slight soreness in her nose, and her eyes were actually dyed red.
I feel like crying just now. I don’t know if she will burst into tears when she sees Xiaoqing wearing a wedding dress and being held by Qiao Mohan as she walks into the ceremony hall.
Xinluo was just about to find a tissue to wipe the moisture from under her eyes.
A big embrace embraced her from behind.
"Are you touched?" Lu Yuchen's deep and magnetic voice came from behind.
Then, Xinluo was turned over and hugged by her husband from the front.
"Yeah." She nodded and hummed.
Before she could say anything, the man kissed her.
A soft kiss, kissed her eyes, gently kissed away the tears hanging on her eyelashes.
The man's cherishing attitude made Xinluo burst out laughing: "What's wrong with you... Are you feeling a sense of crisis? Are you afraid that you will be outdone by Qiao Mohan?"
Don't think she didn't hear his disdainful statement just now.
No matter what she said, she looked down upon Qiao Mohan's vision, in her opinion, it was clearly a sense of crisis.
"Well, I feel a sense of crisis, so I have to hug Mrs. Lu to feel at ease." After saying that, the man's slightly cold thin lips pressed against hers again.
This time, it wasn't the eyelids, but an unmistakable kiss on her lips.
Xinluo's chin was lifted up by Lu Yuchen, and he lowered his head and pried open her soft, red lips.
"Um, my lipstick..." Her makeup was ruined by his kisses.
The little woman's hand gently rested on the man's chest, but Lu Yuchen had no intention of letting go. Not only did he not let go, he gradually went deeper.
Xinluo knew that Lu Yuchen, this man, was clearly jealous, but she just refused to admit it.
Her breath was robbed and Xinluo was kissed to the point of wanting to cry... She could only let Lu Yuchen deepen the kiss.
The man was satisfied and released the shackles only when she leaned in his arms, panting.
He grabbed her hand and said, "Come on, we should go downstairs."
No matter what building she went down, her lipstick was ruined.
Xinluo glared at Lu Yuchen with a complaining look, put on her makeup again with a complaining look on her face, and then went downstairs with him.
Downstairs, the bride Su Qing was blocked in the bridal lounge by the groom Qiao Mohan, who was supposed to be at the door to greet guests.
Beyond 100 Words: Update completed, see you tomorrow night at 6 o'clock~ It seems that I can't finish the extra this week, I will continue writing next week, and I will finish it at one o'clock~ (To be continued)