Rebirth, the character of Baifumei cannot fall

"Miss Lin Wanyue, are you willing to make this man your husband and enter into a marriage contract with him? No matter sick or healthy, no matter poor or rich, or for any other reason, love him, take care of him, respect him, accept him, and be loyal to him forever until the end of life?"

Lin Wanyue looked at the man in front of her who was so nervous that beads of sweat appeared on his forehead, and was very grateful to God for giving her another chance to live.

In the past, Lin Wanyue had also thought about what kind of person she would marry, whether he was tall or short, fat or thin, and what kind of personality he had.

She thought of many possibilities, but she didn't meet someone who could make her heart beat until she left that world.

There are many boys who have a good first impression, but after a period of contact, they find that they are not as good as they first met.

Later, she no longer had hope. She worked hard to make money every day, and it didn't matter whether she loved or not.

But she didn't expect that after coming to this world, she would get the love she had always wanted. The feeling that the other person always thinks about her in life is really good.

"I am willing to be with him for the rest of my life."

Lin Wanyue saw the man's hand hanging by his leg trembling slightly, and couldn't help laughing, and asked softly: "Why are you shaking?"

"It's my first marriage, I'm a little nervous."

Lin Wanyue: ... You won't have a second time.

Song Jiajun was glared at by Lin Wanyue, and a faint smile appeared on his face.

It's not that he didn't see the girl's trance just now. Thinking of the girl's previous experience, he knew what she was thinking.

He didn't want to see the girl like that, which made him feel like he couldn't catch her no matter how hard he tried.

Song Jiajun admitted that he was selfish. He didn't want to care about the girl's past affairs, and he didn't want her to recall them again. He just wanted to keep her by his side.

He knew that he was very insecure, but he kept hiding it because he was afraid that the girl would worry.

But he understood the girl, and the girl also understood him, and of course she saw his insecurity.

So whether it was engagement or marriage, he never refused, as long as she wanted it, she would give it to him, even if she said at the beginning that she didn't want to get married too early.

He was afraid that the girl would worry, so he carefully concealed it. The girl also gave him a sense of security in her own way.

Only by protecting each other and cherishing each other can they go a long way.

"Now, the groom can kiss your bride."

Song Jiajun gently lifted Lin Wanyue's veil and looked at the face that always made her heart beat countless times.

What Lin Wanyue liked to see most was the way the man's usually indifferent eyes melted instantly when he saw her.

She loved the man's eyes very much.

The man lowered his head gently, held her face with both hands, and gently kissed Lin Wanyue's lips.

This kiss, without any desire, was the care that Song Jiajun could see from the camera after he posted the video online.

Song Jiajun's forehead rested on Lin Wanyue's forehead, his eyes slightly red, "Wanyue, I finally married you."

How many times in the middle of the night when he woke up, he was afraid that this was a dream, and he was afraid that when he woke up, he would find that there was no such person in his world at all.

There is no such person as Lin Wanyue in this world.

Every time I see her, I feel at ease and feel that I really own this person.

Lin Wanyue leaned forward and kissed the man's lips, "Congratulations, your dream has come true."

My dream has also come true.

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"Ah... I'm so tired, why is getting married so tiring..." Lin Wanyue didn't even bother to change her shoes and collapsed on the sofa, still wearing a toast dress.

She felt that she had never been so tired in her previous life working 996, physically and mentally exhausted, and her face was stiff from smiling throughout the wedding.

If it weren't for Song Jiajun's threat later, Xiao Yi, who didn't want to live, would have wanted to come to the bridal chamber to make trouble.

Song Jiajun's words, "You wait until you get married" directly discouraged him.

Song Jiajun squatted in front of Lin Wanyue and gently massaged her legs. "I told you to change into flat shoes, but you insisted on wearing high heels."

"What do you know? This is a sense of ceremony. Besides, this skirt only looks good with high heels."

Song Jiajun was also helpless. The little girl loved beauty the most. As long as she looked good, she could endure any sin.

Before they were together, they wore a cashmere coat in the middle of winter to look good. They would not wear down jackets even if they were freezing to death.

If he hadn't chased her to put it on every time later, the down jackets at home would have been covered with dust.

"Very beautiful, even in flat shoes, you are so beautiful that I want to hide you."

Song Jiajun had to admit that when he saw the little girl wearing a wedding dress and holding her father-in-law's arm, he almost couldn't help rushing off the stage.That kind of little girl is a beauty that she doesn't know how to describe, the kind of beauty that only exists because of herself.

"That won't work, it's wrong for you to do that."

"I know, so you are responsible for being beautiful, and I'm responsible for loving you."

Lin Wanyue was amused by the man's words, and raised one arm to the man, "I'll give you a chance to express your love for me, carry me up."

Song Jiajun followed suit, "Okay, carry my wife into the bridal chamber!"

Lin Wanyue patted the man on the back, "Keep your voice down!"

Don't let anyone hear it, you're going into the bridal chamber just after dark, are you afraid that others don't know what the two of you are doing in the room?

"No, I'm happy today! I just want to shout it out!"

"Ah!——"

Song Jiajun held Lin Wanyue horizontally and threw her up high, and then caught her steadily.

"Be careful, don't drop me! The domestic violence scandal on the first day of marriage is not good for the stock."

Seeing Lin Wanyue's pale face, he was so happy, "Don't worry, wife. If a husband can't protect his wife, what kind of husband is he."

Lin Wanyue was put on the bed by Song Jiajun. Song Jiajun leaned over and pressed down, with his hands on both sides of Lin Wanyue's body, "Wife, a spring night is worth a thousand gold..."

Before he finished speaking, Lin Wanyue covered her mouth with her hand, "I'm too tired today, go to bed early, aren't you tired?"

Song Jiajun grabbed Lin Wanyue's hand and kissed her, "I'm not tired, wife, if you are tired, you can rest first, I will fight for my own welfare!"

Lin Wanyue: ... Is that what I mean?

After speaking, Song Jiajun turned Lin Wanyue over and lay on the bed, and slowly pulled down the zipper of her toast dress.

As the zipper moved down, revealing Lin Wanyue's snow-white back, Song Jiajun's breathing gradually became heavy.

Song Jiajun knew how attractive the little girl was to him, and he was particularly excited at the moment.

The process of unzipping was like unpacking a carefully wrapped gift, and every time he moved it down a little, Song Jiajun's eyes became redder.