The car came to pick up the bride and bridesmaid to the wedding venue. After getting in the car, only the driver's voice came from the front seat—
"Beautiful bride, beautiful bridesmaid, I am very happy to serve you."
This voice!
Sheng Wei looked up suddenly.
"I didn't expect you to pick it up in person, not bad, enough for friends."
Feng Muyan gave today's "exclusive driver" a thumbs up.
Chu Huaibei's lips curled up, and the smile was even greater.
Feng Muyan asked again: "Your task today is to take good care of Houhou and don't let her fall."
The man nodded knowingly, unambiguously, "Guaranteed to complete the task."
…
In the lounge.
The bride was already waiting, while Shenghouhou went outside and strolled around back to the lounge.
"Don't run around if you have a disabled foot. Don't blame me if you fall."
"You think I'm like you, so I won't be so stupid." Shenghouhou said.
Time passed by, and there were only a few minutes left before the wedding began.
Although the process has been imagined countless times, tension is inevitable.
"Don't worry, you just have to walk over and walk to him."
"That's what I said, but I'm still very excited, so nervous. After all, it's a wedding that is only once in a lifetime, so I don't want to leave any regrets."
Sheng Hou frowned and joked: "Only once in a lifetime? No, no, no, if you want, you can still have many drops."
Feng Muyan snorted coldly.
"I'm not you."
"All right, my most beautiful bride, time is almost up, are you ready?"
Feng Muyan took a deep breath and nodded—
"Ready."
…
At the wedding scene, the voice of the master of ceremonies echoed throughout the hall—
"Mr. Rong Jingcheng, would you like to marry Miss Feng Muyan as your wife, respect her, love her, and take care of her forever?"
Rong Jingcheng's words are clear: "I am willing."
She looked up at the man's handsome profile face. At this moment, she just wanted to keep it in mind and not forget it in this life.
Later, the emcee said something, and she did not slow down. Until I heard the voice of Rong Jingcheng's low smile in her ears—
"Feng Muyan, say you are willing."
She dared to be in a trance at such a moment, to see if he didn't clean her up tonight.
Feng Muyan returned to her senses.
"Yes, I do!"
Shengshihou saw that his best friend got married, and he was a little bit emotional.
Chu Huaibei's playful voice rang in her ears.
"Marriage is a prison, you don't need to be envious or jealous."
After hearing these words, Shenghouhou stood in the same position as the servant for the first time.
At the wedding banquet, Feng Muyan put on the cheongsam dress she always wanted, and put on the'heirloom' that Rong's mother gave to her daughter-in-law.
"I watched the women in cheongsam in the TV series. They are very charming. How come to you..." Shenghouhou looked up and down at the person in front of him. The figure is thin, whether there should be something, and he is tall. It is indeed a flaw.
You can barely make do with high heels, but now...
"Who let this little guy in my stomach completely disrupt my plan?"
"Oh!" Shenghouhou did not sympathize with her, "Who told you not to take safety measures."
Feng Muyan has something to say about this!
"Do you think I am you, you... You are only one time, of course nothing will happen."
After receiving the certificate, Mr. Rong became more and more excessive, and he almost stopped taking measures, and every time he was still with her...
"Your husband is really... unpredictable."
Seeing Sheng Hou Hou's thoughtful appearance, Feng Muyan touched her arm and snorted, "Don't miss my husband!"
"Cut, I'm not interested in such boring and arrogant men."
When her husband was labeled as "Mengsao Tsaojiao" by her best friend, Feng Muyan was immediately grumpy—
"Don't speak ill of my husband!"
Shenghouhou: "..."
Okay, the wedding hasn't passed yet, and Feng Muyan has become a guardian mad demon.