Chapter 1792: 1835 Finale: Happy Wedding 6

Chapter 1792 The 1835 Finale: A Happy Wedding 6
When Leng Yejin walked to Yin Lu's side, she had torn the inspection report to pieces and threw it into the trash can. Leng Yejin stretched out her arms and pulled her over, with her long fingers twitching her jaw: "Tell me , What is the physical examination report, where is the body uncomfortable?"
Yin Lu didn't say a word, put her arms around his neck, raised her toes, and kissed him deeply.
Leng Ye would separate her: "Tell me what medical report is first?"
"Nothing, it's gentle time."
After finishing speaking, he was excited again to offer kisses and hugged him tightly, as if he was suffering from kiss hungry. No matter how I felt it was not enough, the fear that was once turned into tears of happiness and stability.
far away.
Xing Luo and Mu Li yelled in unison: "We are going to toss the bouquet. Singles and those who want to get married, don't miss it."
A group of people swarmed up.
Two bouquets of flowers, flying a perfect parabola in the air, directly flying over the berserk men and women...
One bunch smashed into Long Yan's head, he wailed and caught it;
The other bunch fell directly into the hands of Yan Qing, who was five meters away from him and was interviewing several reporters. The bouquet fell off unexpectedly, and Yan Qing took it smoothly.
Looking back, a wailing.
Looking back again, Long Yan waved the bouquet in his hand and whistled at him.
In my ears, a group of women chirping voices.
"Two brides, did you deliberately, why didn't you throw your bouquets to the girls, but to the men?"
Xing Luo and Mu Li turned around, looking innocent, Xing Luo was about to speak, and suddenly vomited. After a while of stomach acid, she hurriedly covered her mouth and ran away.
Behind her, a group of women are still depressed.
"No, no, the bouquets are all grabbed by women. How can they fall into the hands of men and start over."
"Yes, whoever asks those two men to bring flowers over, this is the happiness of the President's wife, and it must be drenched. I really want to meet the hit Prince Charming and be the next marriage partner."
"I'll go, I'll go, there is no need to throw it again, whoever wants to come will go to whomever."
Big guy, you say something to me, and in the end, one after another attacked, aiming at the target, some people wanted to hold flowers, some people directly wanted to find opportunities and find an excuse to be close to single men's suits.
Whether it is the introverted words or the sharp-edged Long Yan, they seem to be good candidates for marriage.
But unexpectedly, each hope fell to nothing.
Want to hold flowers, there is no door! Want to find marriage, there is no window!
"Ah, how is this, male god, two bouquets of flowers, at least men have to one bouquet, women one bouquet, it is fair, how can both of them fall into the hands of men, too much? I'm disappointed, can't you really give me a bouquet?"
Yan Qing shook his head in a cool and thin face, facing the girls who acted like coquettish, cute, and provocative... all kinds of methods, did not move: "No!"
Long Yan held up his hands and bouquets of flowers: "Don't grab it, it's God's will. If the flowers hit me, it's mine!"
Love has providence, and God has already given blessings to him and Brother Yan!
In the distance, a man who is like a divine residence enters this happy picture.
He came back against the light, dressed in casual clothes, and was a friend of War Zhan Lonely Shan. He came to his wedding. He saw a pair of men and women on the lawn who were in love or about to attract fate. He was like an outsider, strolling in the courtyard. Come, look at the red dust billowing.
At every step, he walked slowly and unhurriedly.
Can't remember, this is the first time he has witnessed earthly happiness? The whole lawn is filled with the breath of love.
A strange sound suddenly came from the position of his chest, which made his heart stunned for a moment.
He listened quietly, thumping, thumping, thumping...
The camera slowly zoomed out, his bewildered face gradually became blurred, and the entire happy reception with red dust gradually became blurred...
The camera is getting farther and farther away, leaving the presidential palace, pulling towards the blue sky of salute.
fade out.
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[The author has something to say: Let’s talk about the situation. Many readers want to see Long Yan and Yan Qing's follow-up. Because I was worried that readers would not be able to accept men and men, and I was afraid that some of them would not like the reader's reading experience, so I wrote very little about them. Later I want to write about the daily life of Long Yan and Yan Qing. I don’t like to see Long Yan’s suggestion to skip it. Let’s start directly from Chapter 1941. From Chapter 1941, after the president’s wedding, there are talks about loneliness and goodness. story. 】
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