"Hey, the groom is here to pick up the bride, be more reserved!"
The bridesmaids in the bedroom were startled by this scene and screamed in surprise from behind.
"Wow?!"
The groomsmen in the living room were stunned, their mouths wide open, watching the beautiful pure white figure throw herself into Fang Xiaole's arms.
"Husband~~"
Lin Yao put her arms around Fang Xiaole's waist, pressed her whole body tightly against him, rested her head on his chest, her face flushed with happiness.
Fang Xiaole gently hugged the girl's soft body, lowered his head and put his mouth close to her ear, and smiled softly:
"Why did you come out by yourself?"
Lin Yao said embarrassedly: "I, I can't wait."
"Ahem."
An awkward cough was heard nearby, and Hong Sanshi suggested:
"According to the procedure, the bride should sit in the bedroom and wait for the groom to come in to pick her up. Otherwise, Xiaolin, go back and sit down first, and let's go through the procedure?"
Lin Yao then realized that there were so many people watching around, and she quickly jumped out of Fang Xiaole's arms.
"Oh, okay, I'm going back."
Blushing, he covered his face and ran back to the bedroom, sitting back on the bed.
"Alas, you have completely disgraced our female singer."
Tang Wan pointed at Lin Yao with disappointment.
"Tsk, our sister Yao has been so ungrateful for a long time."
Fangfang seemed quite proud.
“…”
The other bridesmaids also shook their heads helplessly. They had carefully arranged so many levels to test the groom, but in the end half of them failed because Fang Xiaole was really sincere to Lin Yao, and the other half was because Lin Yao, the real bride, sold herself out.
Why is this wedding reception so different from what I imagined?
"Um, husband, I'm ready, hurry up."
Lin Yao sat back on the bed, not forgetting to urge outside.
She looked as if she was afraid that someone wouldn't come in and take her away.
well.
The bridesmaids covered their faces and shook their heads, then moved aside, no longer intending to stop or embarrass the groom.
"Hey, go ahead, bro!"
Hong Sanshi and others smiled triumphantly and pushed Fang Xiaole into the bedroom.
Fang Xiaole held a bouquet of pink roses, slowly walked to the bedside, and stood in front of Lin Yao.
I didn't have time to take a closer look just now, but now that I look at Lin Yao up close, I realize that she is very different today than usual.
The beautiful long hair was tied up, revealing the white neck, below which were the round shoulders and delicate collarbones. The snow-white skin was faintly revealed under the slightly low lace neckline.
This is the first time my wife has worn this kind of sexy style of clothing.
It's so beautiful!!!
Fang Xiaole knelt on one knee and placed the rose in front of Lin Yao with both hands.
"Wife, I'm here to pick you up."
Lin Yao put her hands on her legs, sitting shyly, her eyes passing over the bright pink flowers and meeting Fang Xiaole's.
The two looked at each other for a moment, and the girl raised her hand to cover her mouth, her eyebrows curved:
"Well, thank you, husband."
She took the flowers, lowered her head and smelled them, her rosy face and the gorgeous roses complemented each other beautifully.
ah.
Lin Yao let out a soft cry and was picked up by Fang Xiaole.
The handsome man walked out of the bedroom holding the charming girl.
"Wow!!"
Xu Zhenzhen and several other girls who were not in a relationship could not help but cover their mouths and exclaim, with stars in their eyes. Even the unhappy Liu Duidui stared blankly at the scene with an envious look on her face.
Ahhhh, I believe in love again!
Amid the cheers and applause of the bridesmaids and groomsmen, Fang Xiaole carried Lin Yao out of the room and into the corridor.
The neighbors had heard that today was the day that the queen Lin Yao was getting married, so they all gathered in the corridor to watch the fun, and many of them took out their mobile phones to take videos.
Colleagues from Apple TV were responsible for maintaining order to prevent anyone from getting too excited and rushing over to ask Lin Yao for autographs or photos. Today, Lin Yao was not a big star, but just a bride getting married.
"Hubby, please put me down."
Lin Yao put her arms around Fang Xiaole's neck and spoke softly.
She was not afraid of being seen by others. The two of them were holding their wedding openly, and there was nothing that could not be seen by others. She was just worried that Fang Xiaole was too tired.
"Don't worry, you're so light, I can carry you all the way to the old street without any problem."
Fang Xiaole lowered his head and smiled.
"Congratulations, and may you have a happy marriage!"
"Congratulations on your wedding!"
"Have a baby soon!"
"Lin Yao, I love you!"
The neighbors who were watching the scene all applauded and expressed their blessings to the two. Of course, there were also some fans of Lin Yao who excitedly confessed their love, but they were quickly drowned out by the blessings.
When Lin Yao heard someone shouting "May you have a baby soon," she immediately smiled like a flower and even raised her hand to wave at the person who shouted: "Thank you, thank you!"
Soon, surrounded by the groomsmen and bridesmaids, Fang Xiaole carried Lin Yao to the elevator.
Customs vary from place to place. In some places, the groom only needs to hold the bride's hand when picking up the bride. In some places, the groom has to carry the bride downstairs. In some places, the groom must hold the bride in his arms and walk to the wedding car.
The customs in Fang Xiaole and Lin Yao’s hometowns are similar, and the groom has to carry the bride into the wedding car.
The elevator door opened, Fang Xiaole carried Lin Yao in, Fangfang and Mo Yan followed them into the elevator, and the others took the other two elevators downstairs.
"Hubby, how about I get down first and you take a break?"
In the elevator, Lin Yao said to Fang Xiaole.
"No, just hold my wife. I won't get tired even if I hold her for a lifetime."
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