Time flew by like a fleeting moment, and it was December before we knew it, and it was the wedding day of Su Ye and Xia Ning before we knew it. Although it was the middle of winter, the sun was shining brightly on the wedding day, and the temperature was rising. An Zhisu felt that this day
The temperature is the entire
The warmest day in winter.
An Zhisu and Ye Lancheng got up early and had some breakfast at home before changing into their dresses. Song Jiaren came to take An Zhisu to the Xia family. They were invited by Xia Ning to be her bridesmaids today.
So go to Xia's house first.
As for Ye Lancheng, he was Su Ye's best man. This was something that had been agreed upon a long time ago. Therefore, after An Zhisu was picked up by Song Jiaren, he also set out for the Su family and would go with Su Ye to the Xia family to pick up the bride.
The bride Xia Ning was also taken out of bed early in the morning and had breakfast at home according to custom. After the meal, the styling team invited by Su Ye arrived and started the complicated makeup.
When An Zhisu and Song Jiaren came to the Xia family, the Xia family was already filled with relatives from seven aunts and eight aunts. Xia Jingze was accompanying his parents to entertain the relatives, but when he saw them, he immediately abandoned all the relatives and ran away.
come over.
"Sister-in-law." Xia Jingze exclaimed exaggeratedly: "Sister-in-law is so beautiful today."
"You are also very handsome today." An Zhisu smiled.
Xia Jingze is extremely narcissistic: "I am handsome every day, but today I am particularly handsome. Oh, Brother Ye must be afraid that I will steal his limelight if he doesn't ask me to be the best man."
Song Jiaren rolled her eyes at him: "Are you stupid? You are Xia Ning's biological brother. Can someone ask you to be the best man? That will make others laugh, okay?"
"I want you to tell me!" Xia Jingze shot back: "Vicious tongue woman!"
"Narcissist!" Song Jiaren retorted rudely.
"Vicious woman!"
"narcissism!"
An Zhisu held her forehead speechlessly and came again. She was too lazy to care about these two childish ghosts and went directly to find Xia Ning.
When An Zhisu walked into Xia Ning's room, Xia Ning's makeup had already been put on. Seeing her coming, Xia Ning smiled slightly: "Here she is, where is the beauty?"
"She and Jingze are bickering downstairs." An Zhisu walked towards her. Today, Xia Ning is very beautiful, with exquisite makeup, even more beautiful than a celebrity.
Xia Ning was a little helpless. The two happy enemies never quarreled when they met, as if they had never met.
"Ms. Xia, do you want to change into your wedding dress now?" the stylist asked after completely styling her.
Xia Ning waved her hand: "Wait a minute, it's still early. You go out first, I want to take a rest."
The modeling group responded, and after everyone left, the room became much quieter.
An Zhisu praised: "Sister Xia Ning, you are so beautiful today."
Xia Ning looked at herself in the mirror. There was a smile on her face, but the smile did not touch her eyes. At least An Zhisu did not see that she showed the happiness that a bride should have.
An Zhisu didn't want to mention Xia Ning's past. She heard something from Ye Lancheng and knew that Xia Ning had a boyfriend when she was in college, but he died without any explanation for some reason. It seemed to be related to Su Ye.
Xia Ning was Su Ye's obsession when she was young, but Su Ye was Xia Ning's fate that she couldn't escape. She didn't really want to marry Su Ye, but she had to. For Xia Ning, this was a sad wedding.
When Song Jiaren and Xia Jingze quarreled for a while, An Zhisu and Xia Ning were talking. Song Jiaren poured herself a glass of water as soon as she came in. She was thirsty from the quarrel with Xia Jingze.
After drinking the water, she ran to look at Xia Ning and couldn't help but exclaim: "She's so beautiful. Sure enough, the most beautiful day in a woman's life is the day she becomes a bride."
Xia Ning smiled and said: "You are the only one who can say that you are starting to please your future sister-in-law now?"
Song Jiaren:......
What the hell is the future sister-in-law?
An Zhisu burst into laughter.
Song Jiaren reacted and immediately defended: "Don't get me wrong, I have nothing to do with that narcissist Xia Jingze."
"Haha, it sounds like I want to have a relationship with you." Xia Jingze suddenly appeared at the door like a ghost, just in time to receive Song Jiaren's words.
Song Jiaren was startled and turned around to glare at him: "Are you done yet? Why are you following me if you don't greet your relatives down below?"
"Which of your eyes saw me following you? Stop being so narcissistic, okay?" Xia Jingze began to argue with her again.
Hearing that the two of them were starting again, An Zhisu and Xia Ning looked at each other, and then both shook their heads in amusement. The authorities were confused and it was clear to the onlookers.
The two of them were noisy and the person from the styling group came in again. The chief stylist asked a little confused: "Master Ze, didn't you come up to inform Miss Xia to change her wedding dress?"
Xia Jingze:......
Xia Jingze slapped his forehead, glared at Song Jiaren and said, "It's all your fault that I forgot about the real thing. Sister, hurry up and change into your wedding dress, Brother Ye and the others have already set off."
Song Jiaren said: "I blame others for my stupidity."
Xia Jingze didn't argue with Song Jiaren anymore this time. After speaking, he hurried downstairs. He had to arrange other things.
The styling team came in to help Xia Ning change into her wedding dress. The pattern of the wedding dress was modified, and the finished product was even more perfect than the design drawn by An Zhisu. It looked extremely beautiful when she wore it on Xia Ning.
Song Jiaren said covetously: "Baby Zhisu, I don't care, when I get married, you will also design a wedding dress for me."
"Isn't this something we agreed upon when we were children?" An Zhisu said, looking at Xia Ning's wedding dress.
Song Jiaren said resentfully: "We also agreed to get married together. Why don't you abandon me and run into the arms of Mr. Ye?"
An Zhisu:......
If your memory is so good, why doesn’t she remember such an agreement?
"Okay, okay, don't be resentful. The groom is coming soon. Have you thought about how to block the door? I heard that the bridesmaid is responsible for blocking the door." An Zhisu changed the subject.
"I don't dare to stop Su Ye." Song Jiaren shook her head like a rattle. She didn't dare to block Su Ye's door for her life.
An Zhisu said: "It's just a symbolic stop. There must be a bit of a wedding atmosphere."
Song Jiaren was a coward and decided not to do it.
An Zhisu said: "Then let me search the Internet for a harmless little game."
After saying that, he took out his mobile phone and went to Baidu to search for marriage blocker games. Netizens were very enthusiastic and had various answers to such questions. An Zhisu chose a game called "Your Lip Print" from them and showed it to Song Jiaren.
Song Jiaren took a look. The game is very simple. It is to find a piece of white paper, find a few people to apply lipstick of the same color as the bride, print many lipstick marks on the white paper, and let the groom guess which lip mark belongs to the bride.
Yes, you can enter if you guess correctly
, you will be punished if you guess wrong.
"This game is okay." Song Jiaren became interested after reading it. She felt that it would not be too difficult for Su Ye, and it would also make it more interesting, so she immediately went to find a blank sheet of paper.
White paper is easy to find, and girls are easy to find. There are four or five girls in the styling group, plus her and Song Jiaren, which is enough. The stylist put the same lipstick on the girls as Xia Ning, and finally everyone put on white paper
There was no rule or order in biting a lip mark on her face, deliberately making it confusing, and Xia Ning's lip mark was mixed in. After Xia Ning took a look, she almost couldn't figure out which one was hers.