Chief, Love for you is wrong

Chen Xiaoting smiled gently, "silly, thank you. Just like it. It's worthless to make something out of a piece of wax paper and a pair of scissors. You and San Shao have helped me and my mother so much that we don't know how to thank you."

Finally, LAN Xiaoxiao, who glued the ribbon, saw the scene where you thanked me and respected them. He hurried over and shook his shoulders, "tut Tut, I said, do you need so much meat!"

She turned her head, raised her arms and looked at Chen Xiaoting. She glanced at the red box in Qin Jing's hand, "aunt, remember to cut one for me and my dear. Then I will pass it on from generation to generation. One day, hey, hey ~ ~"

"Why aunt?" Qin Jing didn't know why.

LAN Xiaoxiao pointed to herself, then pointed to Chen Xiaoting, and finally, the first point.

"We two, your mother." pointed to Qin Jing, raised her eyebrows and chin, "Xiaoting is older than me, so I generously gave her the aunt's position and condescended to the second mother's position! Don't shout wrong next time you call me!"

Qin Jing, "..."

Six people, beating drums all afternoon, arranged the whole hall very festive. Looking at several people sitting on the sofa, Yun Xingyue picked up the ribbon and doll paper that had fallen on the ground and asked, "why don't you stop the list?"

Bending over to hold up the carton, Shan Yu dongdun, why not stop it?

He knew that what Yun Xingyue asked, of course, didn't mean him. Why didn't he stop Qin Jing and Wen Jili from getting married normally.

He turned back and pulled out an evil smile. He stretched out the tip of his tongue and licked his lips. Only then did he have a soft sneer. Ghosts and ghosts were as cold as the ghost from Kyushu.

"Because I'm jealous. I want to see if there is a liquid called [tears] in the eyes of the man who fought against childe Bolen in France and won every step, but he is calm."

After saying that, she turned away coldly and burst into a relaxed and ordinary smile. The cloud Xingyue behind her looked at Qin Jing, Chen Xiaoting and Chen Ze.

Finally, he had to shake his head lightly. In the amber pupil, there was compassion and sadness.

Shan Yudong doesn't care. He won't care more.

Their blood is cold.

*****

Wen sanshao of Y city got married. Since the wedding date was announced, there have been no less reports in the news media, and there are even more reports in the newspaper media. The photos of Qin Jing and Wen Jili were printed in the newspaper and placed in the newsstand. As long as everyone passing by can see the corners of their smiling mouths, gently and faintly, but no one can deny that they are happy.

Therefore, on the day of the formal wedding, the scene is even more grand. There are a large number of reporters at the door of Leyi community. However, due to the expectation at the beginning and sufficient preparation measures, although there are many reporters, they are not messy.

Considering that Qin Jing is a pregnant woman, she directly hired a top makeup artist to come to her door and put on her bride's makeup. Looking at her face, which was used to showing her face, because of the skilful hands of the makeup artist, such as the finishing touch, a perfect bride's makeup was completed half an hour later.

"Perfect! Gorgeous!" the makeup artist looked at the masterpiece in the mirror and snapped his fingers proudly.

"Little madam, it is very beautiful. When two people were dressed up, three would see less. They would be scared. I learned to make up thirteen years old, and now I have been more than 20 years. I seldom see people who are so good at skin. The whole process is almost without using Concealer, perfect!" the makeup artist laughs and puts the toiletries in the box and laughs with Qin Jing.