Zhang Han and Xia Liang, in this life, are equivalent to having no parents, so the marriage ceremony is very simple and not extravagant.
Even so, Huaqiao, matchmaker, suona, and a host of banquets are still indispensable.
In addition, this friend and the neighbors came to congratulate, and they were busy for a long time. In the evening, the wedding was considered lively and ended perfectly.
For Xia Liang, a little widow, who was able to marry Zhang Han, and still married in such a beautiful way, the neighbors inevitably had to say a few gossips.
It is said that she is also lucky, and she finally got her head out. She burned high incense in her previous life, so she met such a good person as Zhang Han.
For these, Xia Liang didn't care at all, but Zhang Han felt very upset in his heart.
Xia Liang is good, and she has talent, these people don't even know about it!
In this life, being able to marry Xia Liang is the blessing that Zhang Han has cultivated in several lifetimes!
Therefore, when the guests were almost finished eating at the banquet, Zhang Han raised his wine glass and said loudly to all the guests,
"Today is my Zhang Han's day of great joy. You will not understand how lucky I, Zhang Han, was to marry Mrs. Xia! I don't want to hear any words that slander my wife in the future. Don't blame me, Zhang Han, for not giving face to the folks!"
After finishing the call very domineeringly, regardless of the people in that seat, they were all stunned by his words. Zhang Han drank the wine in one gulp, dropped the glass, and said that everyone can do what they want.
Then he left everyone behind and went back to his room to accompany Xia Liang.
Although Wang Feng was not among the guests, she was the one who cared most about Xia Liang and Zhang Han's wedding besides the parties involved.
So, hiding in the crowd, Wang Feng saw the wedding from beginning to end, and heard Zhang Han's last call, naturally he felt a little bit emotional about Zhang Han's care and care for Xia Liang.
Although Wang Feng sighed in his heart that the heroine met someone who loved her, but because of Zhang Han's status as a blacksmith, Wang Feng still sneered at this wedding in his heart.
She thinks from the bottom of her heart that Zhang Han is just a blacksmith with no skills, so what if he loves the heroine again? !
No power, no power, no money, from now on the heroine will live a life of poverty with this vulgar blacksmith, really worthless.
Compared with the previous life when the heroine married the heroine Sun Rui, married into the Hou Mansion, and became the wife of the Hou Mansion, this time, the heroine is much more miserable.
Thinking about it this way, Wang Feng felt that she had completely accomplished the blow to the heroine.
However, after asking the system, she found out that her task of beating the heroine was not completed at all. The heroine is happy, and her end is not miserable at all.
Wang Feng was also a little speechless about the result, thinking that the heroine really has nothing to pursue, and this psychological requirement is simply too low.
However, she doesn't have the time to deal with Xia Liang now, because she can find that something is obviously wrong with Gongsun Rui in the past two days.
In addition to being busy with the small restaurant, she also had to stay by his side all the time, trying to figure out what was going on with him, and also to see if she could gain some favorability points or something.
It seemed that three days had passed, but Gongsun Rui's favorability towards her not only did not increase any more, it even dropped to 60 points many times.
She coaxed and coaxed Gongsun Rui again and again, acting low and flattering her, and she was very careful to please him, which was considered to have increased his favorability by 70 points again, but it stopped there.
Wang Feng was extremely depressed about the result, and also felt a little bit of resentment towards Gongsun Rui in his heart.
The hero's emotions are too unstable, just because of some small things, he will shake his favorability towards her, which makes people extremely crazy!
While thinking about these things, Wang Feng saw that the bride and groom were gone, so she stopped staying here and returned to her small restaurant.
...
Here, Zhang Han finished his harsh words, returned to his courtyard, looked at the sky, and fell directly on the tether.
Today's wedding ceremony, don't bother anyone! !
Pushing open the door, Zhang Han stood at the door, seeing him sitting on the bed, wearing a bright red wedding gown, waiting for his cool summer, his heart was filled with sweetness and happiness.
"Zhang... Brother Zhang... hurry... come here, I'm so uncomfortable..." Seeing that he came back, Xia Liang breathed a sigh of relief and said hastily.
"Why are you uncomfortable?" Zhang Han rushed forward when he heard her say that, and without thinking, he lifted the hijab from her head and asked anxiously.
Xia Liang raised her delicate face, bit her lip, smiled at him shyly, and said in a low voice, "It's all right now, I'm really tired of covering that red cloth all the time..."
"Hehe..." Zhang Han couldn't help turning pale when he heard her words, looked at the piece of red cloth in his hand, and said helplessly and distressed, "Liangliang, if you don't like it, just take it off and throw it away."
"I'm afraid Brother Zhang will be unhappy..." Xia Liang stood up, glanced at him, hugged him no longer reserved, and said, "I think you should like the feeling of lifting my hijab..."
Zhang Han hugged her, and was a little dumbfounded by her. Thinking of her saying that he was suffering to death, he was all worried, so there was no feeling, only anxiety.
"Then why don't I cover it again, and you open it again?" After listening to his words, Xia Liang raised her head from his embrace, blushing, and said embarrassedly.
Zhang Han lowered his head, looked at her, shook his head, stretched out his hand, and couldn't help but slowly caressed her eyes, rubbing them lightly with his hands.
This pair of her eyes is his favorite place, and also the place that attracts him the most.
On the first night, it was also because of these eyes that I couldn't restrain my impulse, and I vented it after thinking about it.
Then, his hand slid down little by little, stroking her rosy face, with obsession and undisguised desire in his eyes.
Xia Liang was stared at by his fiery eyes and touched by his silent caress, and felt that his body was about to burn. This kind of teasing was even more overwhelming than a fiery kiss.
"Zhang...Brother Zhang..." Xia Liang raised her hand, wrapped her arms around his neck, blushed, and called out coquettishly.
The next second, Zhang Han picked her up, threw her onto the bed with all his strength, and then pressed her down.
Xia Liang, "...".
So wild, domineering? !
There is something wrong with this style of painting, right
"Zhang..." Xia Liang raised her body slightly, and just wanted to call out, but the man on her body held her down, lowered her head, and kissed her passionately. In the gap between the kisses, she murmured with a smile,
"Baby, I still prefer you to call me Wenren..."
Xia Liang, "...!!"