Growing Fond of You, Mr Nian

Chapter 871: Wedding

Xu Zhengxuan handed Lausanne's slim and delicate jade hand to the average annual Ting.

"Thank you, Dad," Ning Junting took Lausanne's hand and turned away.

The emcee hurriedly said: "Wait, Mr. Nian, I haven't finished the word yet. You're a little slower, anyway, the bride is in hand and won't run."

The audience laughed and Lausanne flushed.

Every year, Ting is dissatisfied. Where did the master of ceremonies come from? So much nonsense, marriage ceremony, can't hurry to the critical moment.

The ceremonial master spoke for a long time before finally getting the ring exchange.

After wearing the ring in Lausanne's fingers, Junting Ting took Lausanne directly into her arms, lowered her head to kiss her lips, and plundered her sweetness.

Lausanne felt like he had been married and he was kissed as if he had experienced a storm.

It was only one minute to kiss this ritual, and the annual average Ting stiffly lasted for three minutes. After the end, the annual average Ting stared at Lausanne with a handsome and affectionate face, "Wife, I love you."

Lausanne's heart was beating.

The last item of the ceremony was throwing bouquets.

Lausanne had previously discussed with two bridesmaids, Yan Su is the youngest. She has no intention of getting married for the time being, and gives flowers to Nian Xi.

Nian Xi agreed, and she stood near the stage when she threw flowers.

When Lausanne threw it at her, Nian Xi was about to get her hands. Suddenly, a few people emerged from behind and jumped to grab the flowers, but no one caught them. The flowers were shot and flew out, and fell directly to the banquet. Rest in Yan Su's arms.

She grabbed the bouquet, a little embarrassed.

Nian Xi was also stunned, and she almost wanted to cry without tears.

Why is she so unlucky, even if she is the oldest, and even the door-to-door bouquet can't be grabbed, it seems that she will get married later than Yan Su.

Lausanne also stumbled for a while, taking a special look at Nian Xi.

After the ceremony, Lausanne went to the backstage to change toasting clothes, and with a charming and cheeky expression helplessly said to the average young man, "The rehearsal ceremony yesterday was not like this at all, you disrupted the rhythm."

Just after the ceremony, Ning Junting was in a good mood, and said indifferently, "Seeing you look so beautiful in front of me, I forgot."

Lausanne: "..."

Well, you're great.

Nian Xiluo said: "Sang Sang, you are still awesome, and can help my brother with this kind of poisonous tongue also adjusts sweet words."

Lausanne chuckled his lips and smiled, "I wouldn't marry him if I still talked to me harshly as before."

Nian Junting would like to say that he used to tell the truth, but he was afraid that his wife who had just married would be unhappy, and still bear it out.

Nian Xi looked envious and sighed.

Lausanne patted her shoulder. "It's okay, it's not just a bouquet."

Yan Su was also guilty, "or I'll send you flowers."

Nian Xi shook her head funnyly. "You can fall into your hands without grabbing flowers. That shows that you are destined to be deserved. Hold it well. It looks like your next marriage is coming soon."

Yan Su smiled bitterly. "How can it be, I don't have the mood to fall in love at all."

"This kind of thing is not something you say you don't want to talk about," Nian Xidao said. "It's impossible to stop the fate. It seems I have a long time to get married, wait slowly."

"Don't think wildly," Yan Su comforted, "I decided to get married before thirty, it must be later than you."

"Don't say too much," Nian Xi said. "I have a friend who said the same thing. As a result, I got married after graduation. She said that when you really meet the person you want to marry, all principles and preparations will be broken. . "

There are many hints. . .

Second afternoon

(End of this chapter)