Chief, Love for you is wrong

The closer the car came to the church, there were more reporters around. The big bricks in each reporter's hand flashed against the wedding car.

"Wait a minute, don't be nervous. I'll wait for you inside, huh?" Wen Jili patted Qin Jing's hand and said softly and gently. Qin Jing squeezed his hand nervously, "well, you must wait for me. Remember to wait for me ~ ~"

Pooh~~

The burst of laughter sounded, and the blue smile beside him couldn't see it. "Qin Jing, today is your happy day. The object of the three young people's marriage is you, of course he has to wait for you. How can you look like the woman in ancient times when your husband was about to go abroad and his wife stayed at home to take care of the old and young?"

Immediately, she imitated Qin Jing's voice, looked at Zheng Ningyu, her eyes were affectionate, her hands were slightly raised, and a deep feeling of biting a small handkerchief, "you must wait for me, remember to wait for me ~ ~"

"Ha ha ~ ~" the laughter rang out again. Zheng Ningyu was also laughed by LAN Xiaoxiao's funny expression. He answered along with LAN Xiaoxiao's words, "wait for you, I will wait for you ~ ~"

Qin Jing's face immediately turned red. He was not angry. Wen Jili gently hugged Qin Jing on his side, "OK, don't be nervous. When we come out of the church, we'll go to the hotel. After we toast from the hotel, we'll go back to the old house immediately, huh? It's only a few hours. It'll pass soon."

Qin Jing nodded. When she heard that Ji Li was about to get off the bus, she held his hand again. She just choked her throat. When she saw LAN Xiaoxiao's smile, she closed her eyes and broke away, a pair of uncle's money, "you go first! I'll come later!"

Immediately, I felt uneasy and picked my eyebrows. The elder sister's telling hand had been put on Wen Jili's door lock switch. "Well, even if you don't wait for me, you have to wait for my dog leftovers. Remember, um ~ ~"

So, on the wedding day, in front of the church, I heard that the male Lord got off the wedding car with a distorted expression. Behind him was a female Lord Qin who looked at his back with deep love.

As soon as Wen Jili got out of the car, she was surrounded by many reporters. Through the window, she saw how calm he was when a large group of reporters and flashing lights were constantly shooting, talking and laughing with those talkative reporters.

Looking at his modest lips and smiling, he occasionally opened his lips slowly and said a word. He was calm, calm and elegant. He was surrounded by a group of reporters. His personal unique charm bloomed.

When the reporter rushed out of the car when Wen Jili got off, the fifth uncle took the time to drive in smoothly and slowly. Yes, Wen Jili used himself to distract the reporter's attention and prevent too many people from casting their eyes on Qin Jing. This is also the silent protection of Qin Jing.

The car is getting farther and farther away, but Wen Jili's smile is more and more clearly printed in his mind.

This lofty and extraordinary man is hers from now on.

After the excitement, there was no Wen Jili around. At this time, Qin Jing felt that he had no backbone. The uneasy mood surged up again, and his hand on the skirt yarn was clenched and clenched. Qin Jing looked at Zheng Ningyu and asked a little tangled, "Xiaoyu, nothing happened during this time?"

"Hmm?" Zheng Ningyu, who was still sitting in the co pilot's seat, turned his head. "Why do you ask?"

Qin Jing clenched her hand, looked at Zheng Ningyu's soft and delicate face, bowed her head, and opened a little hard, "in fact, I want to ask, will Mu Jing come today?"