Doting on Honey Marriage: The Uncle Treats You Lightly

Chapter 315 Tonight, Have a Good Bridal Room

Ashley!
Cong Yi must have done it on purpose!
This woman has been like this since she was a child, and she really likes to steal her limelight.

It's fine to grab her normally, but today she even snatched her up at her wedding. Isn't this a blatant shake of her heroine status?
Is this okay?

"Xiao Yi, have you really agreed to be my girlfriend?" Qiao Mobai asked excitedly, a little unbelievable.

It has been more than two years, and he confessed his love almost every day in the past two years, and today he finally kept his promise.

This is called Huangtian pays off those who wait and see!
"Mo Bai, Xiao Yi, congratulations, you must be as happy as Xiao Yun and Mr. Qiao."

Du Ruo led the applause, looking even more excited than Qiao Mobai.

Tong Wei also walked over with his grandson in his arms at this time, and laughed, "Mo Bai's move was quite successful, any woman will be touched when she sees the wedding dress."

"That's right, my son is really smart, my in-laws, let's take a photo together." Betty said with a smile, beckoning to Cong Yi's parents.

Almost everyone gathered around Qiao Mobai and Cong Yi at this moment, even the pastor behind Qiao Moshen also walked over.

"Second Young Master Qiao, Miss Cong, I wish you all the best. If possible, I also hope that I can witness the happiness of both of you."

Tong Xiaoyun and Qiao Moshen stood under the flower stand made of twined flower vines, messed up in the breeze.

Are all these people bees?

Even if they are bees, Qiao Mobai and Cong Yi are not flowers.

The two of them are green leaves today, green leaves!

Biting her lower lip with her snow-white teeth, Tong Xiaoyun raised her eyebrows and finally made a move.

She stepped forward a few steps, pushed aside the people around Qiao Mobai and Cong Yi one by one, and walked in front of Cong Yi.

The delicate chin was raised slightly, Tong Xiaoyun straightened her chest, and instantly exuded a kind of domineering "this is my mother's home court" all over her body.

Although she is shorter than Cong Yi, her aura cannot be lost.

Who is she?
She is the youngest mistress of Qiao's family, if Cong Yi really gets along with Qiao Mobai, she should be called sister-in-law.

Besides, she is a person with an uncle.

With the uncle in hand, I have the world!
"You, you and you..." The white and slender index finger pointed at Cong Yi, then pointed at Qiao Mobai, Tong Xiaoyun cleared her throat, and said domineeringly, "You guys have to leave here within one minute, otherwise, I will call security guard."

Cong Yi looked Tong Xiaoyun up and down, and a sneer slowly formed on his red lips. The smile was funny because he said: "Okay, Tong Xiaoyun, you have learned to pretend."

Under Cong Yi's slightly scrutinizing and slightly mocking eyes, Tong Xiaoyun has nothing to hide, a little bit like revealing his true colors.

Coughing lightly, she told herself again that she has an uncle and has nothing to be afraid of.

Thinking in this way, Tong Xiaoyun straightened his chest again, and said aggressively, "One minute is up, security guard!"

Without the wedding of Qiao Mobai and Cong Yi, Tong Xiaoyun's aura of the protagonist shines even brighter in an instant.

This is necessary, she won't take it easy, Cong Yi and Qiao Mobai are just two little monsters.

Who is she?
She has an uncle!

……

Night, as scheduled.

On the dark night, the stars lit up one by one.

The bright decorative lights hung down from above like those flower vines during the day, illuminating the wedding scene as it was during the day.

The seats for the guests had been removed, and now they were replaced by ornate round tables, each surrounded by eight chairs.

The tablecloths on the chairs and tables are the same color as the tree trunks, completely blending in with the forest.

On the table, there are exquisite candlesticks, and white candles ignited a faint light, quiet and elegant.

Around the candles, the pure white table flowers are also very eye-catching.

All the flower arrangements at the wedding site, including the table flowers, are all from the hands of flower artist Eric Chauvin.

This florist is definitely a superstar in the florist world, and Gaston introduced him to Qiao Moshen, because he is the queen florist of the Moroccan royal family and is very sought-after in the industry.

The piano sounded melodiously, and Tong Xiaoyun's favorite pianist was there.

The wedding banquet officially began, and the guests took their seats again.

The staff at the wedding pushed up the 3-meter-high white carousel wedding cake, and even the carousel desserts were placed on the table below.

The wedding cake and these desserts took more than a month to complete.

The bride and groom who went to change clothes finally appeared.

Everyone's eyes fell on Tong Xiaoyun and Qiao Moshen, and the applause of blessings sounded again.

Jomoshen put on another suit, a haute couture suit from Anderson & Sheppard, with a white pleated dress shirt inside, a silk bow tie and girdle, and cuff buttons made of diamonds and black onyx.

His whole body exuded a natural noble and extraordinary aura, and his facial contours were impeccably perfect, making one reluctant to take his eyes off his handsome face.

The dress that Tong Xiaoyun is wearing at the moment is also made by Qiao Moshen.

It was also white, but it looked more gorgeous than the wedding dress worn during the day. The wide shoulder straps were designed with lace, and the lace pattern was roses.

The long skirt was a full 2.5 meters long, and on the rose-patterned lace, there were [-] diamonds inlaid, twinkling and twinkling, more dazzling than this light.

The 4.5-meter-long veil worn on the head was replaced by a crown completed by Jomoshen and Chaumet Paris designer at the moment, including a total of 3 white South Sea pearls and a total of 34.5 carats of diamonds.

"Wow! So beautiful!" Lin Duo exclaimed enviously.

When will she be able to wear such a beautiful dress!

"Gollum...gollum..."

A strange sound suddenly sounded, but fortunately, it was covered by the melodious piano sound at the scene, and only Tong Xiaoyun and Qiao Moshen heard it.

Her pink lips were puckered, Tong Xiaoyun looked at Qiao Moshen pitifully, and slowly raised her hand to rub her protesting stomach.

She is really hungry.

After the whole wedding, she only ate a Snickers bar that her father gave her, and she persisted until now.

Looking around, there are so many delicious desserts, my God, and that big wedding cake!

She can go to heaven at this rhythm.

Tong Xiaoyun swallowed her saliva, her eyes twinkled like stars, she turned her head and smacked her lips deeply at Qiao Mo.

hungry!
Jomo's deep eyes were filled with a doting smile, and he took all of her lovely appearance into his eyes.

Her pretty little face is pure and tender, like a budding hibiscus, spotless, her delicate eyebrows are gentle and pleasant, like a crooked moon catching the starry sky, and her eyelashes like cattail leaf fans reveal dark The bright star pupils flickered, as if they could speak.

With a slight smile, Jomo squeezed her little hand with his deep and warm palm, and said in a low voice, "Let's cut the cake now, so you can eat as much as you want."

Tong Xiaoyun gasped excitedly, nodded repeatedly, completely forgetting to maintain the image of a beautiful bride, "Okay, okay."

"Your phone." Cong Yi, who had been driven away before, came back and handed Tong Xiaoyun's phone to her.

The screen displayed the call status, and it was obvious that Cong Yi answered her call.

But that number was not saved in her phone book.

who can that be?

Tong Xiaoyun took it immediately and put the phone on her ear, "Hello..."

"Honey, happy wedding."

This sound is...

Yes……

Duan Wangshu?
Breathing stagnantly, Tong Xiaoyun turned his head suddenly, stared at Qiao Moshen with wide eyes, the expression on his little face seemed to be that he was caught stealing a husband, it was a panic.

Qiao Moshen immediately found out that something was wrong with her. His thick, heroic eyebrows were slightly raised, and he snatched Tong Xiaoyun's cell phone. He glanced at the cell phone number on the screen. A cold light flashed in his deep eyes. passed away.

The beautiful thin lips were pursed, and after a while he opened his lips and asked, "What's the matter?"

Duan Wangshu smiled lightly, and said lightly, "I wish you a happy wedding, my gift should have arrived by now, I hope you will like it."

Qiao Mo was surrounded by a cold breath, his eyes were starry, but Su Yin was gloomy and elegant, "Thank you, I have cost you so much for so many years, I don't know if I can choose my own for my wife and I's wedding anniversary. Gift?"

Duan Wangshu's evil and handsome face had a naughty smile at the moment, with a bit of naughtiness, "Of course, you can choose your own wedding anniversary gifts in the future. I wish you and your wife more happiness." A few anniversaries."

Qiao Mo's cold and handsome face was densely covered with a layer of haze. He lowered his eyes and looked at Tong Xiaoyun who was standing on the sidelines, his sexy thin lips suddenly evoked a charming arc, "Thank you. It will keep costing you."

Because of Qiao Moshen's smile, Tong Xiaoyun couldn't help being smart, swallowed again, jumped high, and snatched the phone back.

"Duan Wangshu, thank you, goodbye."

After saying that, she hung up the phone directly, turned around and stuffed the phone back into Cong Yi's arms, and said through gritted teeth, "You did it on purpose."

Cong Yi's red lips hooked lightly, her smile was like a poppy blooming, "That's right."

Who told Tong Xiaoyun to kick her out just now, Duan Wangshu's call came at the right time, so Cong Yi wouldn't let Qiao Moshen and Tong Xiaoyun's wedding go smoothly.

This can be regarded as revenge for Qiao Mobai.

Revenge for what?

Of course it was the enemy who was dispatched to Nepal.

"Go down." Tong Xiaoyun got angry, and shot people away again.

The obsidian-like pupils turned twice flexibly, and then her legs gave way, and Tong Xiaoyun fell directly into Qiao Moshen's arms.

"Uncle, I'm hungry." She said weakly, looking at Qiao Moshen pitifully, her big starry eyes were as pure and innocent as a deer.

Qiao Mo knew that she was being pitiful, and wanted to let Duan Wangshu's matter go quickly.

He is really reluctant to punish her now, he hasn't eaten for a day, and he is indeed starving her.

"Cut the cake." Smiling, he said lightly.

Tong Xiaoyun breathed a sigh of relief, secretly thinking that it was okay, and finally escaped the catastrophe.

But this Duan Wangshu is also true, so far away, he can still linger.

What a nuisance!

……

After the wedding banquet, they went straight to the bridal chamber, because Qiao Moshen and Tong Xiaoyun decided not to go on their honeymoon. After all, they already have a son.

Although their two-year-old son is already smart enough to take care of himself, they still can't bear to just leave their son on their honeymoon.

However, although the honeymoon is not over, the bridal chamber still needs to have a good hole.

Therefore, Qiao Moshen issued an order not to make trouble in the bridal chamber, otherwise all of them will be sentenced to prison.

So, at this moment, in the luxurious new house, there are only two people, the bride and the groom.

A heart-shaped candle burns faintly, quietly filling the room.

On the big soft bed covered with red rose petals, Tong Xiaoyun's graceful and perfect body, fair skin bullying Saixue...

Pure white, bright red...

These two very provocative colors were fully seen by Jomo standing beside the bed.

His dark pupils had long been stained with a deep luster, as bright as a beast.

Tong Xiaoyun was flustered by his sight, and slowly moved away from her little face which had already been stained crimson, she bit her pink lower lip with her snow-white teeth, and moved her two calves together, the shyness in her heart seemed to swell. The tidal sea is rough.

"Uncle..."

(End of this chapter)