With tears in her golden eyes, she slowly nodded her head under everyone's gaze.
Su Mo's black eyes were bright. He took Jinsisi's hand and put the ring in bit by bit.
Once, he was willing to give his whole world to her, now, still, and in the future.
Because Su Mo's whole world is just golden threads.
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This is a very grand wedding.
A dreamy venue, with flowers spread all around the red carpet, the wind blowing, and the fragrance filling the air.
A small helicopter came slowly in the sky, and with a rumbling sound, it stopped steadily in the open space in front of the church. The door opened, and a woman in a snow-white wedding dress was dressed in a handmade pure white dress.
The man in the suit hugged the princess off the plane.
The woman is very beautiful. Her face under the white gauze is like a blooming flower, charming and charming. Her eyes are big and bright, full of light, like the brightest night pearls. The corners of her lips are slightly hooked.
In the happiest arc, she put her hands around the man's neck and stared deeply at him, staring at her most handsome groom.
The man is tall and straight, with an unparalleled handsome face and affectionate black eyes. He hugs his bride tightly as if he is embracing the whole world.
The hem of the skirt is dotted with the shapes of flowers. The hem of the skirt is swaying, and the flowers seem to be alive, blooming brightly. When the wind blows, the long skirt seems to slide out of the most beautiful arc.
Two people stood before God.
The pastor asked into the microphone surrounded by flowers: "Mr. Su Mo, are you willing to marry Miss Jinsisi, become one with her in front of God, love her, comfort her, respect her, protect her, as you love yourself
The same. No matter if she is sick or healthy, rich or poor, you will always be loyal to her and never leave her until you leave this world?"
Su Mo raised her lips and smiled, looking at the golden silk with her black eyes, her thin lips parted slightly, and she said word by word: "I am willing. But even death cannot separate us."
Suddenly, applause broke out.
Jin Sisi blinked, and there seemed to be some tears in her eyes.
The pastor's voice sounded again, "Miss Jinsisi, are you willing to marry Mr. Su Mo as your wife, become one with her before God, love her, comfort her, respect her, protect her, just like you love yourself. No matter what.
Will she be faithful to her in sickness or in health, rich or poor, and will never leave her until she leaves this world?"
Jin Sisi smiled, her smile was unparalleled, "I am willing. I am willing for the next life, the next life, and eternity."
"Do you have any objections?" the pastor asked symbolically, and everyone blessed them with smiles. Finally, he made the final decision.
"Please exchange rings with the bride and groom."
Su Mo took Jinsisi's hand and put the ring on her ring finger again, the distance closest to her heart, so did Jinsisi.
Applause rang out again, and the pastor announced that the ceremony was complete, "The groom can kiss the bride."
Su Mo slowly lifted up the golden veil, held her face in his big hands, moved her handsome face closer, curled her lips with an evil look, and said in a charming voice, "It's over, I will be trapped by you for the rest of my life."
Who is holding whom?
Jin Sisi smiled slyly, suddenly stood up on her tiptoes, rushed up to him, and kissed him.
Su Mo was caught off guard and was pounced on by her, but then he turned his back and kissed her deeply, their lips and tongues intertwined, lingering and pathos, marking the happiest moment.