The moment the door opened.
Ai Ruoman sat gracefully, her hands folded on her lap. Her wedding dress was as white as snow, outlining her slender figure. Beneath the veil, a touch of light red peeked out like a flower in the mist. Just waiting to emerge from the mist, one could finally see her stunning beauty and embrace her.
Lu Zhufeng pounced on her like a large dog; heaven knows how Ai Ruoman's three "husband" calls made his bones melt.
He just wants to carry his wife into the bridal chamber right now, regardless of anything else, and go straight to the wedding night.
Seeing his eyes burning with desire, he reached out to lift Ai Ruoman's veil and kiss her, but Leng Ruxue and Yun Mo quickly grabbed him from behind.
"Uncle, no way. Have you ever seen anyone lift the bride's veil and kiss her like that during a wedding procession?"
"Sister Man spent the whole afternoon putting on makeup, her back is aching from sitting so long. If you kiss her and ruin her makeup, are you going to fix it?"
Leng Ruxue grabbed Lu Zhufeng by the collar and loudly reminded him.
"You'll have to kiss the flower sooner or later anyway..."
Lu Zhufeng muttered something, and the next second, he felt Ai Ruoman's small hand lightly punch him against his chest, and a low, magnetic laugh immediately escaped his throat.
"Okay, okay, no kissing."
Lin Qingyi's long hair was loose, her white dress reached the ground, and her hands were folded in front of her, her posture elegant and charming.
Wearing a cheongsam and with her hair styled in an updo, she was an unparalleled beauty from the misty Jiangnan region, gentle and graceful.
Dressed in a white gown, her long hair reaching her waist, she resembled a fairy descended from heaven to earth, gentle and beautiful.
Her clear gaze reflected Xiao Wujie's tall and slender figure, his handsome and gentle face magnified in her eyes until he stood before her.
Her eyelashes fluttered slightly, and she said softly, "You're here."
Xiao Wujie's lips pressed into a line, then slightly curved upwards. His eyes, reflecting her gentle and beautiful face, flickered for a moment before clearing again. He chuckled softly and said:
"They're here."
"Sister Qingyi, you look beautiful today."
Lin Qingyi smiled and said, "I feel the same way."
After saying that, the two of them simultaneously curled the corners of their lips and returned to their positions behind the protagonist who was already in place.
The roofs of the buildings in the mountains are not very high, and the chandeliers hanging from the ceilings cast a soft glow, which falls onto the carefully laid marble floors, reflecting a charming luster.
In the center of the lobby is a long red carpet, like a bridge leading to the other side of happiness, stretching from the entrance all the way to the altar in front.
On the altar, the officiant, Chu Nanfeng, stood upright with a smile on his face.
White chairs were neatly arranged on both sides of the red carpet. Chu Liyue, Yun Mo, Chu Wan and the others sat in the chairs in different postures, their eyes fixed on the two figures that appeared in the door frame.
Lu Zhufeng was tall and imposing, dressed in a sharp suit, with an irrepressible smile on his resolute face.
Ai Ruoman was elegant, her face covered by a veil, and as the veil swayed in the wind, the corners of her lips could be faintly seen curving upwards.
Behind them, Xiao Wujie stood tall and slender, a gentle smile on his face as he looked past the others and met Chu Liyue's gaze.
Lin Qingyi walked with ease, lifting Ai Ruoman's swaying skirt. Xiao Wujie's handsome face was reflected in her eyes, blurring her vision for a moment.
The bride and groom walked hand in hand to the platform.
Chu Nanfeng's gentle voice rang out:
"Today, we gather in this place full of love and hope to witness the merging of two hearts and the meeting of two souls."
"On this special day, I am honored to stand here as a witness to your love journey and to officiate this sacred and beautiful wedding for Mr. Lu Zhufeng and Ms. Ai Ruoman."
...
The wedding vows were followed by the well-known classic line, the two predictable "I do".
After exchanging rings, Lu Zhufeng's tall body trembled slightly with excitement. His rough fingers gently pinched a corner of the veil and lifted it.
Ai Ruoman's exquisite face seemed to brighten the entire hall, with a slight blush spreading across her fair and pretty face.
Her eyelashes fluttered twice, then she closed her eyes, a blush spreading across her cheeks. She reached out and wrapped her arms around Lu Zhufeng's broad waist, tilting her pretty face slightly as if to say: You can kiss me now.
She was a woman filled with anticipation, shyness, and overflowing love; she was so beautiful.
Lu Zhufeng wrapped his arms around her slender waist and kissed her rosy cheeks passionately.
There were cheers and applause.
There was a clicking sound of cameras taking pictures.
Xiao Wujie stood to the side watching this scene, his gaze as gentle as water.
It flows gently, rippling with waves, and faces are clearly reflected in it.
There's Lu Zhufeng, Lin Qingyi, Yun Mo, Chu Wan... and of course, my sister.
Old Lu, I hope you'll be happy.
May everyone be happy.
The lights were exceptionally warm, and across from him, Lin Qingyi's eyes seemed like spring water shimmering with golden light, and the corners of her pursed lips melted into a gentle curve.
Lu Zhufeng and Ai Ruoman's wedding perfectly exemplified what a wedding for two should be.
Without any constraints, after the bride and groom stepped off the stage, they sat around a table with the others. Yunmo smeared cake all over Lu Zhufeng's face, causing a ruckus.
Chu Liyue sat with Xiao Wujie, her arm around his waist, her fingertips gently stroking his abdomen.
Xiao Wujie leaned against her chest, his pale, handsome face showing obvious signs of fatigue, but his eyes remained clear and bright.
Chu Liyue gently kneaded Xiao Wujie's waist with her fingertips, and the atmosphere, like cooking porridge, melted away much of his usual coldness and arrogance.
"Sweetie, are you happy?"
She lowered her gaze and asked Xiao Wujie, a subtle smile playing at the corners of her eyes, stunningly beautiful, exuding a lazy and leisurely air.
Xiao Wujie twirled a strand of her hair between his fingertips, then looked up and lightly touched her lips: "Happy."
Chu Liyue smiled and gently rubbed her chin with her fingertips. "It's getting late. Shall I take you to rest?"
Xiao Wujie actually wanted to stay a little longer, but considering his health, he obediently nodded.
Chu Liyue's eyes were always filled with him. Her gaze flickered slightly, and amidst the noise and commotion, she lowered her head and whispered something in Xiao Wujie's ear.
A ripple of emotion flickered in Xiao Wujie's eyes, and his lips gradually tightened into a line as he nodded.
He nestled into Chu Liyue's arms, hooking his arms around her neck and burying his face in the crook of her neck, his voice seemingly tinged with a sob.
"hug."
Chu Liyue lowered her head and gently kissed his hair, then put her arms under his legs, picked him up, and carried him outside.
Xiao Wujie nestled in her arms, his cheek habitually nuzzling her neck, his long eyelashes fluttering dreamily.
Next time, we'll be the stars of the wedding.
Okay, I really want to be a protagonist alongside you too.
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