Burning Love in Marriage: Good Morning, Husband

Ten o'clock sharp.

The church bell rang.

The grand and warm wedding began on time. Tang Nianchen stood in front of the altar in a black dress and waited quietly.

A red carpet extended to the outside. On both sides were the Tang family, the Fu family and the relatives and friends of the LAN family. Even the retired old Lan also attended, and he Qizheng, who is now in a high position, which is enough to prove his importance to Tang mu.

Tang Mu was led all the way by Lan Yu. The wedding dress and ring on her body were designed by Tang Nianchen for her. Just like when she was a child, her clothes were also selected by him.

She is the gift God chose for him.

Maybe he will be busy all his life, but he got the best reward.

Tang Mu walked over step by step. His veil was gorgeous and dragged on for a long time.

Her small body was covered under the beautiful wedding dress, with only a little shoulder and back exposed, which was the biggest breakthrough of president Tang.

Tang Mu walked slowly to him and smiled a little.

Tang Nianchen took her.

Lan Yu's voice was slightly hoarse: "take good care of..."

"I will, Dad." As soon as Tang Nianchen spoke, his voice became hoarse.

He rehearsed today's scene countless times, but now he knows how difficult it is to be calm.

His fingers even trembled, and he couldn't wait to hold her.

That small and warm body seems to be afraid of losing.

I was so afraid when I got it.

In the church, quietly, they were watching Mr. Tang's divine performance.

"Brother, we are getting married now." Tang Mu was embarrassed. After all, he was surrounded by relatives and friends.

He held it like this, and he looked excited and fragile. It was... Embarrassing.

However, she dared not show her dislike for fear that he would repair her at night.

"I know," Tang Nianchen still held her, "hold her for a while."

The priest pushed his glasses and said in Chinese, "let's give this enthusiastic young man some time to prepare. He may not be ready to be a husband, maybe he is ecstatic."

After that, Mr. Tang has let go of Tang Mu: "I'm ready."

Foreign devil, you're not ready!

The priest smiled interestingly and lovingly called the two children to his side. Then there was a set of process, which was the same as the master of ceremonies in our Chinese wedding. However, every new couple would be excited. Even if it was the most used words, it was sacred to apply them to themselves.

Tang Nianchen tilted his head and kissed Tang mu.

Tang Mu smiled, "are we married?"

"In full view, do you still want to deny it?" He smiled. "I've received the ring and the certificate. Mrs. Tang, you can only be raised by me in this life."

Then she scraped off her belly with her fingers: "and our baby has witnessed it."

Tang Mu smiled and suddenly hugged his neck and kissed him with his upper lip.

She whispered, "brother, I really like you."

"The local love story is kept in the evening." He smiled: "your bouquet should be thrown away. My older sister has been waiting for a long time."

Tang Yao snorted, "I don't have it."

Xiao Tang always smiles.

Tang Mu turned his back and threw the bouquet in his hand behind each other. A bunch of girls scrambled for it.

However, it finally fell into the hands of a man in the distance.

That man is Jiang Zhuo.

Tang Yao was stunned.

Everyone was stunned.

Especially Tang mu, looking at Tang Yao, "do you want to go there?"