Marriage pet: marrying a thousand gold
Chapter 196 The Prosperous Wedding 2
Chapter 196 The Prosperous Wedding II (2)
"despair!"
This was the first time Jin Ziqi heard tears, and it turned out that they also had voices.
She stared at the splash of water on the back of his hand with a little curiosity, then raised her eyes to stare at him, the smile on her brows was shining with a crystal halo, "Did you hear that?"
Song Qiyan looked at the water remaining in the corner of her eyes, and raised his hand to wipe away the wetness from that corner with his fingertips.
His eyes were filled with joy and happiness. He moved his hand to the back of her head, carefully approached her, and kissed her lips, "I heard it, and I am very happy."
The corners of Jin Ziqi's mouth curled up uncontrollably, and he wanted to say something, but his head was snatched away.
A little dazed, he rounded his beautiful eyes, but he slowly made up for the hasty kiss just now.
The guests who had just opened the door and were about to come in to congratulate, looked at the men and women whose necks were intertwined and stopped in their tracks.
The child who was peeping through the crack of the door was dragged away by the older friend covering his eyes, and the older adults looked at each other and smiled knowingly.
The door was closed gently again, as if no one had ever been there.
Just when the two were inseparable and almost fell on the bed, a light flickered at the door.
Song Qiyan immediately pulled Jin Ziqi into his arms with great vigilance, and covered her face with his hands.
Jin Ziqi also shivered uncontrollably because of this sudden change.
But Song Qiyan had placed her by the window, and had already stood up and rushed to the door, grabbing the reporter who sneaked in, "Who allowed you to come in and take pictures?" His voice was cold and severe.
The reporter was terrified by his dark face like Bao Gong's, and just hugged the camera in his hand tightly.
Song Qiyan frowned, and found a strong and fair hand on his arm.
Turning around to look, it was a tall and slender young man who looked noble and indifferent, it was Lu Jinghong.
He smiled faintly at Song Qiyan, as if pure white snow flakes were falling from the sky, "Let's be lenient."
Song Qiyan's anger remained undiminished, but he let it go in order to save face.
The reporter handed in the film according to his promise, and ran away without a trace, for fear that the tyrant would repent.
Song Qiyan turned to look at the man in front of him who could almost be described as beautiful, "When did you arrive?"
Lu Jinghong pursed his thin lips, but turned his eyes to the bathroom not far away, his eyes were as soft as water.
"Just arrived, Xiaonuan is helping the child change the diaper."
Song Qiyan rarely saw such a clear smile on his face, this strange person nicknamed "Iceberg Beauty".
"Is the bride in there?" Lu Jinghong glanced at the room behind Song Qiyan, "Jin Ziqi?"
As he spoke, he pulled out the decorative silk handkerchief in Song Qiyan's suit breast pocket, and wiped his hands leisurely.
"You—" Song Qiyan snatched it away, Xiaoqi personally chose it.
Such childish and stingy behavior caused Lu Jinghong to laugh out loud, which was inconsistent with his previous serious image.
He sighed, with infinite emotion: "I finally let you get it." He aimed at the silk handkerchief.
Song Qiyan carefully folded the silk handkerchief and put it in his breast pocket, and smiled triumphantly: "I can't compare to you."
Lu Jinghong stopped laughing, and then changed into another kind of smile with connotation, "I heard that the bride and Qin Yuan have a little past, and I really admire you for being able to hug a beauty from his arms."
"Stop bragging about showing off with me here!"
Lu Jinghong smiled, "How did I forget that your Chinese level is always hovering near the passing line."
"Are you going to laugh at me?" The tone started to be bad.
Lu Jinghong smiled and shook his head, staring at him, "Is it okay if you leave Ziqi in there alone?"
"Did you call Ziqi?" Song Qiyan was very dissatisfied.
"Ha! How did you call Xiaonuan back then?"
Song Qiyan looked at his treacherous appearance of a villain, sighed and admitted defeat.
Lu Jinghong smiled very faintly in the corridor, and leaned close to his ear, "I'll let you and my sister-in-law meet my wife and daughter!" in a flaunting tone that couldn't be concealed.
Song Qiyan scoffed, and just about to refute, he heard someone's cheerful shout: "Papa, papa!"
With a change of thought in his mind, his handsome eyebrows raised, and he nodded with dignity: "Okay."
You have a wife and daughter, and I also have a wife and son, who is so beautiful that it makes people drool.
With this kind of comparison mentality, Song Qiyan lifted up Jin Moumou who ran over, kissed him deeply, which made Jin giggle, and then said to Lu Jinghong, "Let's go in together."
When Jin Ziqi met Lu Jinghong for the first time, he was a little surprised. He never thought that a man could be so delicate.
But as soon as he touched Song Qiyan's ladylike face, Jin Ziqi hugged someone and sat aside after the polite greeting.
The content of their chats is very extensive, and their thinking is basically jumping.
Turn here for a while, turn there for a while.
Lu Jinghong doesn't like chatting very much, and he doesn't talk much, while Song Qiyan can only talk eloquently when it comes to agriculture.
So the topics are messy and miscellaneous, and they often fail to talk about one thing.
Jin Ziqi was dizzy when he heard it, and the two of them spoke English immediately afterward.
She wondered how they could continue such an anticlimactic conversation?
Just thinking about it, the doorbell of the room was rang, it felt very soft, it came from a woman's hand.
"It's Xiaonuan." Lu Jinghong said and got up to open the door.
The door opened, and Su Nuan, who was holding a child in his arms, came into everyone's sight, with a pure and peaceful smile on his face, and a pair of phoenix eyes embedded in his plain face added a bit of charm.
Jin Moumou, who was sitting quietly by the bed and swung his short legs, suddenly slipped and fell on the carpet.
With a "plop", it also attracted the attention of other people in the room.
As soon as Jin Ziqi lowered his head, he saw Jin Moumou laying motionless on the ground in a dog-planing position. He was worried that he would faint if he hit his head, so he squatted down quickly to pick him up to check his injuries.
Unexpectedly, Jin Moumou slipped out of her hands like a loach, got up with lightning speed, then ran to the door in a bumpy manner, grabbed Su Nuan's slender legs, and grinned with a pretty face: "Hello, auntie!"
Su Nuan was stunned by this flattering address, and then smiled back: "Hello!"
"Auntie, are you tired of holding your sister?" Jin Moumou tilted his head and blinked his big eyes.
"Fortunately, my sister is not heavy." Su Nuan immediately softened the lines on her face when she mentioned her daughter.
Lu Jinghong took Su Nuan's shoulders, "Go and sit on the sofa over there."
Su Nuan nodded, but found that the bottom of her trousers was grabbed by someone and she couldn't move, "Auntie, go to the bed, my sister may be going to sleep, if my sister is lying on the sofa, she will fall down."
(End of this chapter)
"despair!"
This was the first time Jin Ziqi heard tears, and it turned out that they also had voices.
She stared at the splash of water on the back of his hand with a little curiosity, then raised her eyes to stare at him, the smile on her brows was shining with a crystal halo, "Did you hear that?"
Song Qiyan looked at the water remaining in the corner of her eyes, and raised his hand to wipe away the wetness from that corner with his fingertips.
His eyes were filled with joy and happiness. He moved his hand to the back of her head, carefully approached her, and kissed her lips, "I heard it, and I am very happy."
The corners of Jin Ziqi's mouth curled up uncontrollably, and he wanted to say something, but his head was snatched away.
A little dazed, he rounded his beautiful eyes, but he slowly made up for the hasty kiss just now.
The guests who had just opened the door and were about to come in to congratulate, looked at the men and women whose necks were intertwined and stopped in their tracks.
The child who was peeping through the crack of the door was dragged away by the older friend covering his eyes, and the older adults looked at each other and smiled knowingly.
The door was closed gently again, as if no one had ever been there.
Just when the two were inseparable and almost fell on the bed, a light flickered at the door.
Song Qiyan immediately pulled Jin Ziqi into his arms with great vigilance, and covered her face with his hands.
Jin Ziqi also shivered uncontrollably because of this sudden change.
But Song Qiyan had placed her by the window, and had already stood up and rushed to the door, grabbing the reporter who sneaked in, "Who allowed you to come in and take pictures?" His voice was cold and severe.
The reporter was terrified by his dark face like Bao Gong's, and just hugged the camera in his hand tightly.
Song Qiyan frowned, and found a strong and fair hand on his arm.
Turning around to look, it was a tall and slender young man who looked noble and indifferent, it was Lu Jinghong.
He smiled faintly at Song Qiyan, as if pure white snow flakes were falling from the sky, "Let's be lenient."
Song Qiyan's anger remained undiminished, but he let it go in order to save face.
The reporter handed in the film according to his promise, and ran away without a trace, for fear that the tyrant would repent.
Song Qiyan turned to look at the man in front of him who could almost be described as beautiful, "When did you arrive?"
Lu Jinghong pursed his thin lips, but turned his eyes to the bathroom not far away, his eyes were as soft as water.
"Just arrived, Xiaonuan is helping the child change the diaper."
Song Qiyan rarely saw such a clear smile on his face, this strange person nicknamed "Iceberg Beauty".
"Is the bride in there?" Lu Jinghong glanced at the room behind Song Qiyan, "Jin Ziqi?"
As he spoke, he pulled out the decorative silk handkerchief in Song Qiyan's suit breast pocket, and wiped his hands leisurely.
"You—" Song Qiyan snatched it away, Xiaoqi personally chose it.
Such childish and stingy behavior caused Lu Jinghong to laugh out loud, which was inconsistent with his previous serious image.
He sighed, with infinite emotion: "I finally let you get it." He aimed at the silk handkerchief.
Song Qiyan carefully folded the silk handkerchief and put it in his breast pocket, and smiled triumphantly: "I can't compare to you."
Lu Jinghong stopped laughing, and then changed into another kind of smile with connotation, "I heard that the bride and Qin Yuan have a little past, and I really admire you for being able to hug a beauty from his arms."
"Stop bragging about showing off with me here!"
Lu Jinghong smiled, "How did I forget that your Chinese level is always hovering near the passing line."
"Are you going to laugh at me?" The tone started to be bad.
Lu Jinghong smiled and shook his head, staring at him, "Is it okay if you leave Ziqi in there alone?"
"Did you call Ziqi?" Song Qiyan was very dissatisfied.
"Ha! How did you call Xiaonuan back then?"
Song Qiyan looked at his treacherous appearance of a villain, sighed and admitted defeat.
Lu Jinghong smiled very faintly in the corridor, and leaned close to his ear, "I'll let you and my sister-in-law meet my wife and daughter!" in a flaunting tone that couldn't be concealed.
Song Qiyan scoffed, and just about to refute, he heard someone's cheerful shout: "Papa, papa!"
With a change of thought in his mind, his handsome eyebrows raised, and he nodded with dignity: "Okay."
You have a wife and daughter, and I also have a wife and son, who is so beautiful that it makes people drool.
With this kind of comparison mentality, Song Qiyan lifted up Jin Moumou who ran over, kissed him deeply, which made Jin giggle, and then said to Lu Jinghong, "Let's go in together."
When Jin Ziqi met Lu Jinghong for the first time, he was a little surprised. He never thought that a man could be so delicate.
But as soon as he touched Song Qiyan's ladylike face, Jin Ziqi hugged someone and sat aside after the polite greeting.
The content of their chats is very extensive, and their thinking is basically jumping.
Turn here for a while, turn there for a while.
Lu Jinghong doesn't like chatting very much, and he doesn't talk much, while Song Qiyan can only talk eloquently when it comes to agriculture.
So the topics are messy and miscellaneous, and they often fail to talk about one thing.
Jin Ziqi was dizzy when he heard it, and the two of them spoke English immediately afterward.
She wondered how they could continue such an anticlimactic conversation?
Just thinking about it, the doorbell of the room was rang, it felt very soft, it came from a woman's hand.
"It's Xiaonuan." Lu Jinghong said and got up to open the door.
The door opened, and Su Nuan, who was holding a child in his arms, came into everyone's sight, with a pure and peaceful smile on his face, and a pair of phoenix eyes embedded in his plain face added a bit of charm.
Jin Moumou, who was sitting quietly by the bed and swung his short legs, suddenly slipped and fell on the carpet.
With a "plop", it also attracted the attention of other people in the room.
As soon as Jin Ziqi lowered his head, he saw Jin Moumou laying motionless on the ground in a dog-planing position. He was worried that he would faint if he hit his head, so he squatted down quickly to pick him up to check his injuries.
Unexpectedly, Jin Moumou slipped out of her hands like a loach, got up with lightning speed, then ran to the door in a bumpy manner, grabbed Su Nuan's slender legs, and grinned with a pretty face: "Hello, auntie!"
Su Nuan was stunned by this flattering address, and then smiled back: "Hello!"
"Auntie, are you tired of holding your sister?" Jin Moumou tilted his head and blinked his big eyes.
"Fortunately, my sister is not heavy." Su Nuan immediately softened the lines on her face when she mentioned her daughter.
Lu Jinghong took Su Nuan's shoulders, "Go and sit on the sofa over there."
Su Nuan nodded, but found that the bottom of her trousers was grabbed by someone and she couldn't move, "Auntie, go to the bed, my sister may be going to sleep, if my sister is lying on the sofa, she will fall down."
(End of this chapter)
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