Little Runaway Wife: President, Please Stop

The piano music of the wedding march is played slowly again.

"Wow, it's the most magnificent scene I have ever seen."

"Wonderful!"

"They're definitely the best couple I've ever seen!"

The ladies were all exclaiming at the little cover of their lips.

Ye Qingcheng's heart was a strange stabbing pain, just like a sharp sword. Such a sudden stabbing went into her heart, and tears almost fell in a moment

Mu Enron took the arm of the Oriental world brocade, and she smiled and saluted to the people on both sides

The flying pink petals and blurred lights render an ultimate luxury

The elegant wedding march around seems to be slowly becoming blurred

They are so well matched that everyone is envious

In Ye Qingcheng's ear, it seemed that only the leather boots of Dongfang Shijin stepped on the smooth floor and made a clear sound

"Patter -"

"Patter -"

"Patter -"

"Patter -"

"Patter -"

"Patter -"

Again and again, it was like a dull hammer, hitting Ye Qingcheng's heart hard, as if it was endless

So eternal and endless

This is a semi arc protruding circular stand with thin white jade carving poles in front.

The angel carved on it is holy

Just below this stand is a simple white temporary altar with a red cross and a thick Bible

A priest in a white robe, gray hair and a pair of round glasses

It looks like he's in his 70s and 80s. He's a little shaky. Behind him, there are more than 20 children's choirs in small suits and white princess skirts

"Hallelujah..."

"Hallelujah..."

"Hallelujah..."

The childish voice of a child singing a sacred song seems to come from a distant place.

Ye Qingcheng's eyes were hazy by a layer of fog, and her heart was as painful as a knife. She looked at Dongfang Shijin and Mu Enron standing under the sacred platform. His facial lines were still sharp and resolute. From ye Qingcheng's position, she could see his deep eye sockets

Under the collar of his white shirt, there was a faint kiss mark, which was deliberately kissed by Ye Qingcheng in the afternoon

[Dongfang Shijin, I want to kiss you...]

[OK, kiss enough...]

[I'll kiss you on the neck, so... When you get married, hum, you'll still have my own trace on your body.]

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[Qingcheng, the big lion only loves the calf...]

[Qingcheng, Qingcheng, Qingcheng...]

The scene in front of him seems to be slowly collapsing. Ye Qingcheng hopes that the other half standing on the holy red carpet with him at the moment is her

At that time, there will be the most romantic scene in the world, just like now

She will wear a holy wedding dress, hold the arms of the Oriental world brocade, smile and accept the blessings of everyone around, and then stand side by side with him under the sacred platform