Sweet Nothings

Chapter 79

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The date of the wedding was chosen in early autumn, and with less than a month of preparation time left, Yan Qing thought she would be busy with a spinning top, but her husband didn't need her to do anything. Her only errand was to click on the various lists and albums—

From the big venue to the small necklace and earrings, she has to choose the one she likes the most from the dazzling options.

Yan Qing has done a very good job in this job. It is the first time that she has truly experienced her husband's inhumanity. In contrast, so many things he bought for her before suddenly became "simple and simple and can keep a house". It's really a waste of money... She poked her finger, and the string of zeros disappeared.

Heart is bleeding.

She had spoken to Mr. Huo a few times in a serious or coquettish manner. Mr. Huo either pressed her directly to kiss her or pinched her face, and answered the same answer with a smile—

"Not expensive."

In his eyes, no matter how much is given to her, it is not enough, and no matter how good it is, it is not enough.

Seeing the pure happiness on his face, Yan Qing gradually relaxed, and stopped pestering him to reason about this. Her husband must pamper him and do whatever he wants. She has that tangled time, so she might as well stick to her husband more. , he was so busy that he wished he could do everything for the wedding himself, even if she helped him a little bit, it would be good.

Ten days before the wedding, Huo Yunshen got out and went to re-arrange the wedding room in Nebula.

Where he was with Qingqing, he didn't want others to intervene. The people under him had to leave after delivering the large and small packages of supplies. He also didn't want Qingqing to come and work hard, and he planned to prepare it by himself.

Huo Yunshen changed into sportswear that was convenient for movement, rolled up his sleeves and started a major project. He didn't notice that the door behind him was unlocked by fingerprints. Someone came in and took off his shoes. A paper hat folded from a poster is placed on his head.

"Be careful, don't get my husband's hair dirty."

Huo Yunshen turned around, Yan Qing had already put on the same top, and looked up at him with a smile.

The last time she was in the nebula, she was still in a period of mixed memories. Those days were painful and tragic. Now she is standing here again, full of love in her eyes.

Huo Yunshen's chest swelled sweetly, leaned down and asked, "Why did you come here?"

"Mrs. Huo keeps track of Mr.'s whereabouts," Yan Qing's eyes were bright, "Don't you want me to accompany you?"

"I want to," Huo Yunshen grabbed her hand, "I want to think about it anytime, anywhere, but—"

He smiled lowly: "As soon as you show up here, I don't care about other things at all."

It's all about bad things.

Yan Qing is now very sensitive, and his ears can't help but feel warm.

She understands Mr. Huo's meaning too well. There are charming shadows everywhere in this house. She has never been here a few times, but she has made fire with him every time. Especially when he was locked up, he was crazy and had no restraint. , holding her and pestering her everywhere, and now looking around, she can easily recall the scene at that time.

Now coupled with the expectations of the wedding, it seems that even the air is heating up.

Yan Qing blushes to cover his eyes: "Then you are not allowed to look at me, do business first, wait for the wedding day—"

"How was your wedding day?"

Yan Qing was angry and laughed, knowing that her husband had deliberately told her to speak, she raised her eyebrows, and replied calmly in one sentence: "Do whatever you want."

Anyway, there is no need to cash out for the time being, let’s talk about the harsh words first.

The wedding process was completely arranged according to the wishes of the young couple. There were no rules to be followed. Mr. Huo decisively decided: "wear them all."

Come to the door in the morning to marry and wear Chinese clothes.

Morning wedding ceremony, wearing Western style.

Waiting for the evening banquet, there are several sets of matching dresses waiting for her to change.

Traditionally, the bride spends her time at her parents' house the night before the wedding, gets dressed up early in the morning, and waits for the groom to pick him up in the girl's bedroom.

Yan Qing has long since lost her mother's family.

The only mother who loved her in the entire Yun family died young, and her father died on the plane in exchange for him, not to mention the others.

Yan Qing didn't care at all, and she never felt sad about it. She hooked Huo Yunshen's finger and asked, "what if I don't have a family."

Huo Yunshen took her into his arms: "It's enough to have me."

Whether it's her mother's family or her husband's family, she doesn't need it. No matter in the past or in the future, she and him only have each other and have nothing to do with other people.

Huo Yunshen left the Huo mansion villa to Yanqing, and took people to the old house in Jiangbei.

He has to leave here early in the morning to pick up his bride.

At six o'clock in the morning at the wedding, Yan Qing sat in front of the mirror and put on a dangling headgear of gold and jade, half covering her cheeks.

"Aren't netizens sleeping? In order to wait for the affectionate couple's wedding to get up at four in the morning to start a conversation?"

"Baby, your husband hasn't come to pick up his daughter-in-law yet, the hot search has already gone up!"

"They are too naive, I don't know what Mr. Huo's temper is? Maybe they can show the little bride they finally got married? It's allowed to be semi-public, and it's a blessing to accept a few mainstream media to enter. Well, there are still people. Live streaming of the dream?"

"Hahahaha 'Are Affectionate Couple Divorced Today' Finally Changed Name-"

Yan Qing quickly removed the tassel in front of his forehead and asked, "What's changed?"

Xu Mohan patted her thigh: "changed to 'Did the affectionate couple have a baby today'!"

Yan Qing burst into laughter, her red lips curled up, and the end of Zhang Li's eyes drew a gentle arc, which made Xu Mohan's heart beat faster: "Fuck Qingbao is really crying today, Mr. Huo is going crazy when he sees it."

There were still many people in the room. Yan Qing was a little embarrassed and asked softly, "What else did the netizens say?"

Xu Mohan continued to flip through the phone: "Ah, many people wonder why you didn't choose to do it abroad like other actresses. With Huo Shi, you still don't want to choose which one."

Yan Qing smiled and said, "Because I want to be in Haicheng."

Huo Yunshen first picked out seven or eight options for the location of the wedding, and screened all the island castles that are suitable and niche in the world. When they were delivered to Yan Qing, she asked: "Shen Shen, can we? It's in Haicheng."

The island castle can be visited anytime.

But there is only one wedding, no matter how beautiful the outside is, it is not as good as this city that carries her and her deep past.

Huo Yun kissed her forehead deeply: "Okay, Qingqing has the final say, we are in Haicheng."

The location was so decided, she didn't want to go anywhere, she just wanted to stay where she grew up with Huo Yunshen.

Xu Mohan still had to talk, but Ouyang rushed in with her skirt in hand: "It's almost here! Seal the door! The golden opportunity must be a big red envelope from Mr. Huo—"

Everyone here was busy helping Yan Qing from the dressing table to the bed, spread her skirt, put on a hijab, and waited for the groom to lift it off.

He also hurriedly took off one of Yanqing's shoes and prepared to hide it. According to the custom of the past, he asked the groom to look for it. Only when he found it, he could take the bride away.

Who knew that the bride herself would not cooperate at all.

She covered her head, but she was still quick-witted. She grabbed the shoes back and held them with her hands. With a smile, she said, "Don't close the door. The bigger the door, the better. I'll give you the red envelope."

Ouyang shouted: "what's the point of this—"

Yan Qing's eyes turned into moons.

Because she won't let Shen Shen's path to her face any more obstacles.

He has no ups and downs, no thorns, and every minute he goes to her side is smooth and smooth.

Before everyone's shouting one after another fell, the sound of hurried footsteps on the first floor had already come.

Yan Qing thought that she wouldn't be too nervous, but when this moment came, her heartbeat increased uncontrollably, her breathing lingered under the satin hijab, and her cheeks were burning hot.

The footsteps were getting closer, and there were many people following, but she could easily distinguish the voice at the front.

Her Mr. Huo.

he came…

Five steps, three steps...

A few seconds faster than she counted, the man's breath involuntarily invaded the front, and the hijab that blocked her vision was immediately lifted. Before she could see Huo Yunshen's expression clearly, he had already held her face and kissed her directly. lip.

The whole room was screaming, many scenes were filming, Yan Qing's headgear rattled, she couldn't feel anything, only his hot breath.

"Wife, I'm here to pick you up."

Yan Qing looked up at him, smiled and handed the shoe into his hand: "Don't look for it, just marry me away."

Huo Yun hugged Yanqing deeply, the pearls on her body made a crisp tinkling sound, and the red skirt stretched over his sleeves.

But he forgot to leave for a while, and looked at the bride in his arms.

Yan Qing whispered around his neck: "Shen Shen, what's the matter."

Huo Yunshen lowered his eyelashes, touched her forehead, sighed and said hoarsely, "It's so beautiful."

Mr. Huo is not too stingy. He posted a few photos of picking up the bride on Huo's official blog. When several media saw Mr. Huo, they hurriedly grabbed the heat and updated the pictures one after another. The netizens who got up early in the morning finally disappeared. Waiting in vain, madly fighting for the movie-quality picture.

The weather was excellent that day, perfect for an outdoor wedding in the morning.

Yan Qing was taken to the wedding room, and the young couple had to transfer to the wedding venue immediately to prepare. It would take a lot of time just to change the Chinese-style makeup to the Western-style makeup.

On the first floor of the dressing room, there are large floor-to-ceiling windows, which can see the outdoor venue. In order to prevent the bride from being exposed in advance, the curtains are covered, and only a wide gap is exposed.

From the gap, Yan Qing could just see her husband who had changed into a suit standing on the lawn, his figure reflected in the light.

It was obviously far apart, and there was a glass block in the middle, but Huo Yunshen seemed to feel something, turned around and looked at her sooner or later.

Yan Qing's heart trembled violently, as if being held up by the most gentle hand.

He could always find her and recognize her.

wherever she is.

Huo Yunshen walked straight into the dressing room, and several stylists did not dare to come out.

Yan Qing tilted her head and smiled. Her husband was still so vicious in the eyes of others. She picked up the veil and said softly, "Shen Shen, I'm fine, this is the only one left."

The girl raised her face, her delicate facial features dazzling.

It wasn't the thick ink and color of red makeup in the morning, but now she is bright and clear, like pure and rippling water.

Huo Yunshen raised his hand, and the people in the dressing room left knowingly. He stepped forward, took the gauze that was as light as a cloud, and put it on Yan Qing's head with his own hands. He bent down to support her shoulder, and kissed her cheek gently. Shen Sheng rubbed her ears: "Qingqing, you are about to marry Huo Yunshen. No matter how the world changes in the future, you will belong to him for the rest of your life, would you like to?"

"I don't want to."

The hands on the shoulders tightened suddenly.

Yan Qing turned her head and wrapped her thin arms around him. Her eyelashes were suddenly wet, and she said solemnly, "Life is too short, and I still want to be born again."

She didn't know how much this sentence shocked Huo Yunshen.

All his boiling emotions went home.

There are so many extreme and strong ones, and it is necessary to restrain the love that cannot be released arbitrarily, because the word "afterlife" has been given the greatest acceptance and tolerance by her.

After the wedding, Huo Yunshen had no time to take care of the scene, leaving it all to Min Jing to take care of the bride, who had been tossing around from the middle of the night to the present, back to Nebula's wedding room.

After entering the door, Yanqing was pressed against the wall and kissed deeply. She poked him unsteadily: "Mr. Huo, did you really let me come back to rest?"

His voice was hoarse: "The dinner party doesn't start until eight o'clock, and there is still an entire afternoon. You promise me to do whatever I want."

"This kind of thing..." Her neck was trapped, she couldn't help but raised her head and panted, "You remember it best."

She couldn't resist, and didn't want to.

Willingly fall for him.

The ears and temples in this house no longer contain tears, only inexhaustible love.

Yan Qing grabbed the back of Huo Yunshen's neck and touched his earlobe with his lips: "Mr. Huo please do your best..."

Mr. Huo didn't do it to the fullest, taking into account his wife's body and having to deal with the banquet at night.

During the whole dinner party, the time for the bride and groom to show up was at most two hours, but there were more than a dozen dresses hanging in Yan Qing's dressing room, and a row of girls lined up to change her look.

Yan Qing's back was a bit unspeakable. At first, she was full of energy and didn't feel it, but it gradually became obvious in the middle, and people were lazily standing still.

When the fourth set came out, just as she was about to take the opportunity to rub it, she was picked up by someone neatly.

"deeply-"

Huo Yun frowned and looked at her: "Is it uncomfortable? Let's go home."

Yan Qing hurriedly looked outside: "It's not over yet."

"It can be finished at any time," he said. "Someone will handle the finishing touches later, and the wife can rest."

Listening to his words, Yan Qing didn't feel relaxed, hooked his neck, and shook his legs leisurely: "Then put me down, there are too many people and it's easy to be seen."

"See what happened? Isn't it good?"

Yan Qing couldn't help laughing: "Okay-but I should walk by myself."

Huo Yun raised his eyebrows deeply: "No, my husband should take care of such a hard job of walking."

Yan Qing looked sad: "I won't let you go, so what else can I do—"

Under the night, Huo Yunshen's lips curled up, bowed his head and kissed her flushed face, and said leisurely.

"No need to do anything, Mrs. Huo is only responsible for being cute."