I wish you a fall in love

Chapter 1876 He is the groom, she is the bride

...almost sprained and fell in the middle of the trip.

So that afternoon, when a large group of good-looking, long-legged groomsmen and bridesmaids posed in various poses on the wedding red carpet and took group photos together, she and Tang Haotian didn't even stand together, wishing to keep ten meters away. Strange distance, let alone taking any group photos together.

Where did the picture on his phone that was used as a screensaver come from?

……

Shui Fu sat beside the bed, quietly looking at the phone screen, her eyes were bright, like the stars that had fallen all night.

In the photo, he and she were standing on the red carpet holding hands.

He was wearing a tailored best man's dress, a red mandarin jacket and suit pants, with white pearls inlaid with gold and silver thread on the front of the skirt, his chin was slightly raised, his lips were red and his teeth were white, and the unrestrained and unrestrained spirit between his brows was evident, making him even more handsome It's outrageous.

She is also wearing a bridesmaid cheongsam with a slender waist. The high slit design on the side of the cheongsam makes her two slender legs faintly visible. The pearl earrings on her ears echo the white pearls on the best man's clothes.

She held the tip of her chin lightly, her bright eyes filled with a bright smile, and her whole body became radiant, bright and charming.

The two of them stood together like this. At first glance, they looked like a couple of golden couples. It even gave her the illusion that they were rehearsing in advance...he was the groom, and she was the bride....

Really, it fits perfectly.

After a long time, Shui Fu's peach blossom eyes flickered, and she didn't even realize that the corners of her mouth that had already been curved became softer, and she smiled softly.

……

When Shui Fu held the phone back to the kitchen and handed it to Tang Haotian, he was cutting beef. She was just about to ask him what happened to the screen saver photo, when the phone that had just hung up automatically came back.

[Mrs. Tang], the displayed call notes.

Tang Haotian's heart sank slightly, he frowned, wiped his hands and answered the phone as if nothing had happened.

For almost 2 minutes, it was Lin Xiaoru who was talking on the phone, and it wasn't until Tang Hao who hung up at the end that he made a sound.

"Mum, I know what I'm doing." He turned his face slightly, took a deep look at the little woman beside him, and subconsciously softened his voice.

Shui Fu was still thinking about the photo, the corners of her mouth were still slightly upturned, she didn't pay attention to Tang Haotian's words for a while, and when she recovered, she found that he had finished talking on the phone.

"Fufu." Tang Haotian handed her the phone again, suddenly his arm trembled, and he retracted abruptly.

Ruined!

The screen is still on!

Then I heard Shuifu say lightly, "Don't shrink back, I've already seen the photo."

Tang Haotian is... Sparta... with a naughty little boy with a guilty conscience and naive look of being caught by adults for doing bad things... Cold sweat dripped down his forehead instantly...

"The photo, it's just..." Tang Haotian tried his best to pretend to be calm.

Shui Fu nodded neither salty nor light, suppressed the softness of the corner of her mouth,

"What is it?"

"I..." Tang Haotian's tongue was stuttering. He could say that on the day of Shangguan's wedding, Fufu took a group photo with everyone, and even posted a photo on Weibo, but the only thing was that he didn't take a photo with him.

How beautiful his little girl was that day, especially the red cheongsam, which made her already delicate figure even more curvaceous, lively and fragrant, it was so beautiful.

Seeing Owen and his friends pestering her to take pictures with her, the lonely one of him was hanging by the side, his hair was about to explode!

So, he just...

……

Tang Haotian suddenly drooped his head, gritted his teeth, and opened his mouth weakly,

"The photo is my P's..."

My P's...

P's...

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　　PS: Hahaha, the little tyrant is so wronged that he wants to cry... It's time to sprinkle sugar!

　　Good night, how old are you (*￣3)(ε￣*)

　　

　

(End of this chapter)