Chapter 487 Touching the seam of pants can really relieve the mood
Qin Jiaojiao saw her elder brother coming in, tilted her head and grinned: "Hehe, elder brother, you are not toilet paper, you are...hand sanitizer."
She licked her lips, trying to salvage her poor analogy.
Lu Yannan stood at the door, his eyes swept over the two of them, finally stopping on Qin Jiaojiao's face.
He took a silent breath, his chest rising and falling slightly.
A holy wedding was turned into a public restroom scene by her with just a few words.
Lu Yannan's heart skipped a beat, and he decided to ignore her nonsense.
"Are you ready?" Lu Yannan turned his gaze to Lu Shiman, his gentle eyes full of doting.
Lu Shiman blinked, and her tense nerves inexplicably relaxed a little because of Qin Jiaojiao's outrageous metaphor.
She nodded and blurted out: "Yeah! Big brother, get ready to go to the bathroom."
After saying this, I felt it was outrageous and couldn't help but sneer.
Lu Yannan frowned and stepped forward.
The tall figure loomed over the younger sister, carrying an unquestionable aura.
He ignored Lu Shiman's nonsense, reached out his hand, and used his slender fingers to carefully help her adjust the veil.
His movements were very gentle, and he was almost clumsily cautious, for fear of damaging any rare treasure.
"Mouth..." He said in a deep voice, and his knuckled fingers gently pinched Lu Shiman's slightly cold cheek. With a stern and helpless tone, he said, "At this time, there is still no door."
The force in Lu Yannan's hands was very light, like a feather brushing past.
The gentle touch strangely soothed Lu Shiman's anxiety.
Lu Shiman immediately climbed up the pole, giggled, and took his arm affectionately, looking up at him with sparkling eyes: "Brother, how am I today? Do I look good?"
Lu Yannan lowered his eyes and looked at her.
The light in front of the mirror outlines her clean and bright profile. There is no heavy makeup, only pure expectation in her eyes.
The lush green moss and gems around her waist danced with a unique vitality on her pure white dress.
The corners of Lu Yannan's mouth softened uncontrollably, curving upward into a beautiful arc.
That light smile was like a stone thrown into a deep pool, creating gentle ripples in Lu Yannan's eyes.
"Beautiful." He spoke in a low voice, his eyes fixed on her face: "Beautiful every day."
Qin Jiaojiao touched her chin and said with a click of the tongue: "Tsk, brother, I really can't tell."
She took two steps closer, looking mischievous: "You are so good at talking, why are you still a pure single dog? What a waste of resources."
As soon as the words came out, the air seemed to freeze for a moment.
The gentleness on Lu Yannan's face disappeared instantly.
He didn't turn his head, but his arm was still firmly on Shi Man's, while his other free hand was raised extremely quickly.
The bent knuckles made a slight sound of wind and landed crisply on Qin Jiaojiao's forehead with a "dong".
"Ouch!" Qin Jiaojiao immediately covered the place where she was hit, cried out exaggeratedly, and looked at Lu Yannan's back with grievance.
When Lu Shiman saw her being beaten, he laughed and the remaining tension quickly disappeared.
She held Lu Yannan's arm tightly, as if she was holding the pillar of the whole world.
"Brother, as long as you are here, I feel at ease no matter what I do."
Lu Yannan's hands hanging by his side curled up slightly, then relaxed.
Inside the transparent auditorium, the whispers of the forest seemed to seep out from the walls.
The light is abundant and gentle, and the green spots of light suspended in the air move slowly, like a dream.
The guests' eyes were focused on the heavy wooden door at the entrance.
The door slid open silently.
Lu Shiman took Lu Yannan's arm and appeared in the door frame with sunlight slanting out.
Without the veil, her face was clearly visible in the halo, and her clear eyes looked forward with a smile that she tried hard to maintain calmness.
The white dress is plain, and the green around her waist is vibrant, which is the annotation of her life.
Lu Yannan walked beside her.
His eyes swept across the entire audience, silently announcing his presence and protection.
This is not a wedding, but a brother personally sending his sister off to the new starting point of her choice.
They walked slowly along the soft moss carpet under their feet towards the wooden ceremony platform surrounded by greenery.
Lu Shiman kept encouraging himself in his heart: I am here to go to the toilet, I have a toilet stool, and there is toilet paper underneath.
Ji Linshen had already been standing there, his tall figure like a tree rooted there.
His gaze was like being attracted by a magnet, tightly locked on the figure walking out of the light, his eyes so focused that he seemed to want to engrave her into the depths of his soul.
Ji Linshen was actually very nervous, and his hands at his sides kept stroking the seam of his pants.
He had seen Lu Yannan do this action many times, but he didn't understand it before. Now he knows it.
Touching the crotch of your pants can really help you relieve your emotions.
In front of the ceremony platform.
Lu Chixu watched his sister approach step by step, and the usual playful smile on his face disappeared.
He pursed his lips, his mouth corners pulled up stiffly, trying to maintain a smile, but his eyes quickly turned red uncontrollably.
He blinked hard, his Adam's apple rolling up and down, and quickly turned his face away to look at the green plants on the side, to hide the sudden wetness.
Lu Qiyun had expected his second brother to cry, so he took out a tissue from his pocket and handed it to Lu Chixu: "Cry quietly, you're disturbing others."
"Lu Luqi, don't force me to slap you in this touching place." Lu Chixu glared at Lu Qiyun with red eyes.
When Lu Qiyun heard his second brother call him that, his face suddenly darkened, and a layer of red quietly crept up behind his ears.
Lu Jianheng put his hands in his suit pockets and leaned slightly against a wooden pillar covered with vines.
Although his posture seemed casual, his eyes always followed Lu Shiman's figure.
Lu Yannan stopped and moved without any hesitation.
He firmly placed Lu Shiman's hand into Ji Linshen's palm, which had been stretched out and waiting for a long time.
Ji Linshen immediately closed his five fingers and tightly wrapped them around the slightly cold hand.
Lu Yannan raised his eyes, and their gazes briefly met Ji Linshen's in the air.
There were no verbal instructions, no clichés like 'I leave her to you'.
A sister is always a sister and will never be handed over to anyone else.
Lu Yannan's look was as deep as the sea, containing all the complex and difficult to conceal emotions.
Seeing his sister standing next to Ji Linshen, he nodded slowly, then stepped back decisively and stood next to Lu Chixu, forming a solid silent backing with his other two brothers.
There were only two people left on the ceremony stage.
Ji Linshen held Lu Shiman's hand and stood side by side in the center of the ceremony platform, facing the few but crucial relatives and friends.
Chu Qi stood aside, tears in his eyes.
The bodyguard patted Chu Qi's shoulder solemnly: "Brother Chu, I'm sorry."
"Fuck your mother." Chu Qi turned around and cursed, "Why should I mourn?"
The bodyguard looked at the two people on the stage and said lightly, "My condolences for your hidden love!"
Chu Qi's tears stopped immediately, and he turned his head to look at the bodyguard: "You are dead, you will die tonight, I said."
"Tsk, he's angry out of shame." The driver stepped forward and sighed.
Chu Qi: "You're dead too."
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