Ling Nuanqing's eyes widened, with a look of surprise, "Bamboo, did you think of this?"

"I played this when I got married."

Ling Nuanqing wanted to pull the cherry down, "Bamboo, look at who are coming..."

Almost all the elders of the Ling family were present, most of them were stern characters, so these games were suitable for playing in the room with closed doors and hiding in the room.

Fan Xiaozhu really didn't expect this and wanted to take it back quickly.

Ling Shaocheng said nothing, "It's great to get married."

Ling Nuanqing's little face turned red, Ling Shaocheng held her cheeks and said, "Concentrate."

Fan Xiaozhu shook the red line in her hand like fishing, "Come on, come on."

Ling Shaocheng approached and wanted to bite it. Fan Xiaozhu quickly looked and picked up the red line. He kissed Ling Nuanqing's mouth.

Her apricot eyes widened, Ling Shaocheng rubbed his hands, "Come again."

People from the two tables next to him also came to watch the fun, "This requires the bride to cooperate. It is easier to succeed when two bites together."

Ling Shaocheng stared at the cherry, "Can you shake it lightly? It makes my eyes blurry."

Fan Xiaozhu paused her wrist slightly, and Ling Nuanqing saw that the time was good, so she got in.

Just as they were about to bite it, Fan Xiaozhu lifted it up, and the two of them hit each other's mouths together, and Ling Nuanqing heard the sound of teeth fighting.

The laughter spread throughout the banquet hall. Mr. Ling looked up and Ren Ran hurriedly picked up food in his bowl. "Grandpa, you eat more, you have lost weight recently."

"Why is there so lively?"

"Marriage must be lively, happy."

Ling Chengxian stood beside him and looked at it. Ling Shaocheng's lipstick were all over, and the bride wanted to give up. "It's too difficult..."

She took a piece of paper and handed it to the man, asking him to wipe his mouth.

Ling Shaocheng smiled and held her face, raised her chin, and wiped off the lipstick that was fainting from Ling Nuanqing's lips little by little.

Fan Xiaozhu's stomach hurts when she smiles. She no longer makes things difficult for them and puts the cherry back in front of them.

"I lower my requirements now. Just eat it. Is it loyal enough?"

The hand Ling Shaocheng was wiping pressed behind Ling Nuanqing's head. He quickly opened his mouth and bit the cherry, bit off its handle, and then sent it into Ling Nuanqing's mouth.

“Eat it.”

Fan Xiaozhu stared at the empty red rope, "This... I just bit it like that."

"You said you'll eat it."

Ling Shaocheng continued to wipe Ling Nuanqing's mouth, staring at so many pairs of eyes. Ling Shaocheng pinched her cheek, "Eat it, this level will be passed."

Ling Nuanqing's face was hot, so she quickly chewed it a few times. Ling Shaocheng put his palm to her mouth and spit out the core in her mouth.

After a round of wine, Ling Chengxian returned to the table. Ren Ran saw that his face was very serious.

“Are you tired?”

He looked at her with his cheek, "I want to hold a wedding, too."

Ren Ran reached out to touch Ling Chengxian's forehead, "I must be exhausted."

He felt very uncomfortable. Compared with other people's wedding, he felt that he was lonely when he got married with Ren Ran.

At that time, he wanted to escape from marriage and gave her a white coat. Ling Chengxian also wanted to hold the bride and wanted others to make trouble for him.

How fun.

“I just want to hold a wedding.”

Ren Ran doesn’t have that energy, it’s going to be exhausted.

She couldn't let him play tricks on her, "Look at how tired my elder brother is like this, I have to drink and be enjoyed tonight."

"I'm happy, I think it's good."

Jiang Lingshu heard the conversation between the two, "If you want to hold another wedding, your relatives may think what they think. They will definitely say that you have divorced before."

"I don't care if my mouth grows on others."

Jiang Lingshu joked with him in a teasing tone, "This is called "I didn't know how to cherish it at that time, but now I regret it?"

Ling Chengxian's words reached his mouth and he swallowed them back.

Jiang Lingshu was right, so he would not reissue it for him, so that he could have regrets in his heart and live a peaceful life.

When Ling Nuanqing returned to the room, it was already very late. She sat on the edge of the bed, and her feet were hurting severely. Ling Shaocheng hurriedly squatted down and took off her high heels.

There were obvious marks on the instep, and Ling Shaocheng stroked them gently with distress, "Is it painful?"

"fine."

He sat down to the bed and wanted to pick Ling Nuanqing up. He knew her worry, "My legs are ready long ago, it's okay."

"Not then."

Ling Shaocheng carried her to his lap. Ling Nuanqing was anxious to go down, but he pressed her to the side of her waist.

"Then you just sit like that, I promise not to stand up or walk."

"Why do you have to hug me?"

Ling Shaocheng pressed against Ling Nuanqing's face, his voice gentle and affectionate. "Because you are my bride today, I want to hug you."

Ling Nuanqing tightened the man's neck with both hands, "There are more opportunities in the future."

"But the wedding day is only today."

Ling Shaocheng tightened his hands and rubbed his chin between Ling Nuanqing's neck, "After today, I will call you wife."

Ling Nuanqing has never heard of this claim, but I don’t know what’s wrong today, so I’m particularly shy.

Her face was as hot as if it had been smoked by heat. Ling Shaocheng wanted to see her little face, but she didn't give it to her.

"Call me husband."

"don't want."

Ling Shaocheng pushed her in front of her, and Ling Nuanqing's arms were wrapped tighter.

"I've called your wife, so you should also shout and let me listen."

Ling Nuanqing covered Ling Shaocheng's ears, and the corners of the man's mouth spread lightly, "What are you doing?"

"I won't tell you."

She was not covered tightly, and Ling Nuanqing put her lips on the back of her hand, and the two words were spinning in the throat.

She couldn't help laughing out loud, her face pressing against Ling Shaocheng. "I can't shout it out."

"Try again."

Ling Nuanqing looked at the man's flying eyebrows, and her thumb swept over his sword eyebrows. She lowered her body and pressed her lips back to her palm.

"husband."

He could hear it clearly, and the corners of his mouth curled up, "You covered my ears, I didn't hear it."

"I don't believe it, you heard it."

"No."

Ling Nuanqing let go of her hand and wanted to get off him. Ling Shaocheng pushed her into the big bed next to her.

"Wife."

She smiled with her lips pursed and did not agree.

Ling Shaocheng asked her to speak, "Ask me."

"Um."

"Does it sound good?"

"Ling Shaocheng, you are so stingy, I can't stand it."

Ling Shaocheng pointed his fingers behind Ling Nuanqing. She was pressed tightly into this cheongsam, which must be uncomfortable, "I'll help you untie it."

"I'll do it myself, I have hands and feet."

"If my husband comes in the future, I will be your hands and feet."

Ling Nuanqing covered her face with her hands, and smiled so hard that she trembled, "Can you speak well? This is not like your style."
Chapter completed!