As if Hao Hao had anticipated Han Liu's thoughts, he held a small snow-white cloak firmly in his small hands, and handed it over with a flattering smile. Han Liu glanced at Hao Hao, and it turned out to be his raised son.

He was so considerate. He took the cloak from Haohao and put it on Su Xiyue gently.

Just as he was about to pull Su Xiyue into the car, Hao Hao's invincible milky voice came to mind, "Dad, you haven't given Hao Hao a red envelope yet." A slight twitch appeared at the corner of Han Liu's mouth. No wonder the little guy was extra special to him today.

please

Hanliu put his hand into the pocket of his clothes and touched it. Except for the velvet box containing the diamond ring, there was no hair left in the pocket. Zhou Qiang and Ye Xiaosha just took it all away one by one from behind. The two women today.

Just like a slot machine, its appetite is so scary that it only swallows money but never pays out.

Hanliu reluctantly put his hands into his trouser pockets and searched again, but still found nothing. The desperate men behind him returned empty-handed, and there were already some suppressed laughter. Hanliu passed by with a cold look, and all of them fell silent. "

Haohao, daddy will make it up for you tomorrow."

"Oh" Haohao lowered his head. Obviously his mother and Aunt Ye had received a lot, but why didn't he have a little friend? His little heart was very hurt, very hurt, very hurt...

"Here, our smartest, cutest and most handsome friend Hao Hao is laughing." Su Xiyue conjured a red envelope from nowhere and stuffed it into Hao Hao's hand to make up for the embarrassment of the cold wave. "Humph, those people behind you actually dare to laugh at them."

At home, Hanliu, she just wanted to show them that if it was just a red envelope, they could still afford it.

The situation seemed to have been reversed. The child cheered and walked to his mother, excitedly telling that no one dared to laugh at the cold wave anymore.

More than a dozen cars set off to the wedding venue in unison

The wedding scene has been carefully arranged. It no longer looks like a fairyland on earth, with flower arches made of sixteen colors of flowers, one every two meters. There are countless bouquets decorated with flowers on both sides, and bouquet stands.

Above, pink gauze is fluttering in the wind. These flowers were all loaded into the cabin in France last night. The flowers from the Mediterranean coast that arrived in City C at noon today exude a unique fragrance and tell a different kind of Mediterranean.

style style

Under the flower arch is a pavement made of glass. A fog-generating device is installed below the glass, allowing people to walk on the glass and have the illusion of walking in the clouds. At the end of the road, they are actually lifted into the air, with gurgling water below.

About four or five meters in the air, we arrived at a modern waterside pavilion. On the side of the waterside pavilion is a light blue photo wall.

From when Su Xiyue and Hanliu were young, to the wedding photos they just took not long ago, they are all hanging on it. At first glance, they look very dreamy. If you look closely, you will understand the emotional experience of the two people, which is even more exciting.

I think this photo wall is valuable

Surrounded by green grass, it is full of greenery, and there seems to be a kind of spiritual atmosphere. On the outside of the grass, a musical fountain that sprays various shapes of water sprays surrounds the city for half a circle. Listen carefully to the music played by the musical fountain, and it turns out that it is not cliché.

"wedding March"

"The Piano Music of the Night" flows gently, like the passage of time passing by with your fingertips, sad, sweet, happy, just like life, with countless tastes

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Chapter completed!