Song Xiang was extremely moved when she heard his solemn promise to Rong Boye. The next second, Rong Boye placed her hand in his palm.
She was wearing gloves on her hands, but she could still feel the dampness in his palms.
It turns out that he can be so nervous that his palms become sweaty.
As Rong Boye returned to the audience, the priest on the stage began to speak.
"As we gather today...if anyone knows of any reason why this marriage cannot be established, please speak up or forever remain silent."
"Who gave the bride to the groom?"
Song Xiang felt that the priest was a little strange through the veil, and observed carefully, and then heard Rong Boye reply: "My wife and I."
He spoke calmly, and when the word "wife" came to his voice, it was filled with infinite solemnity and care.
Song Xiang took a deep breath and held Yan Han's hand tightly.
The priest continued, asking the eternal question.
"Would you like to..."
"I do."
As soon as the priest finished speaking, Song Xiang heard the answers from the people around him.
She wanted to laugh a little. Couldn't this guy work up his emotions? He wasn't rushing into a show.
Just as she lowered her head and smiled, the priest had already asked her.
She had just experienced nervousness and was laughed at by Yan Han, so her reaction was half a beat too slow.
"Bride, would you like to..."
The priest asked loudly.
Song Xiang came back to his senses, "Oh... yes!"
There was a burst of laughter from the side.
Song Xiang: "..."
It's over, it's so embarrassing.
His face turned red.
I was roaring in my heart, couldn’t the priest ask more slowly?!
"Now, the groom can kiss your bride." The unfortunate priest didn't hesitate at all.
Song Xiang quickly turned around and exhaled softly, causing the veil to fly up a little.
Yan Han quickly grabbed the hem of the veil and glared at her through the veil.
What's the rush? That's what he should do.
Song Xiang rolled his eyes in return.
The veil was slowly lifted, and they finally looked at each other without any obstacles.
Song Xiang subconsciously glanced to the side and saw the priest's state.
No wonder something feels wrong. Why is the priest wearing sunglasses?
She winked at Yan Han.
What's going on?
Yan Han's eyes moved downwards and glanced at her chest.
The priest is not a man?
Song Xiang understood instantly.
The auditorium was a bit far away from them, and she couldn't see her front when she opened the veil, but the priest was close, and he could see her front as soon as he glanced at her.
The two of them communicated silently, ignoring the priest's words.
The priest rolled his eyes wide behind his sunglasses and raised his voice an octave.
"Okay! Let's kiss~~"
Song Xiang & Yan Han: "..."
They looked at each other and laughed at the same time.
Song Xiang quietly pulled off the corner of his clothes, and the man came closer and heard her whisper: "What are you doing? You have no experience in new projects?"
Yan Han: "Well, next time, I'll be more careful next time."
Song Xiang laughed and whispered, "Get out of here, egg."
I hope there will be a next time.
She said, only lowering her head slightly.
Suddenly, there was a slight touch on my forehead.
Stunned.
She thought that on this occasion, Yan Han would definitely give her a passionate kiss, for no other reason than to show off his affection.
Unexpectedly, he kissed her forehead gently.
Close your eyes and let the kiss stop for a long time.
She could feel his careful breathing and solemn voice. Every breath was a promise.
Accompanied by the applause of the audience nearby, the bell outside the auditorium rang. No matter in terms of law or morality, they are a legal couple.