Chapter 1442: Wedding (eight)

Chu Cuiyi stooped slightly, laying down the amazement of water.
Qiao Yaruan came to her, and whispered in her ear, and said, "Be surprised, don't cry, shameful."
Anyway, she was surprised by this outsider.
The fringe on Shui'anluo's forehead was put down, covering her face.
Qiao Yaruan stood behind her in a small dress and helped her to tidy the back skirt from time to time.
Feng Feng stood next to Chu Cuiyi and looked at the woman behind Shui'anluo from time to time. Perhaps, after he solved his family's affairs, he could walk through such a scene with her, but then they would front.
With the arrival of Chu Niyi and Shui Anluo, reporters were banned from taking photos and could only watch with envious eyes.
Shui Anluo's eyes have been on both sides of the road, almost tripping over his own skirt.
Chu Cuiyi hurriedly reached out to embrace her waist, and whispered in her ear, "I have a set for you, and I can watch it anytime I want."
Shui Anluo listened to his words, and his tears almost fell down.
The little man, although made from their models, is a three-pointer, probably just to their knees.
But each one is as delicate as themselves.
"When did you do it?" She had no idea.
Shui Anluo was trembling because of his excitement.
Chu Ningyi embraced her waist tightly, but did not answer this question.
Shui Anluo went forward step by step with him, but was also holding back his tears.
She used to think that his past in the form of electronics was the ultimate, but he did not expect that he would turn electronics into reality.
She said, don't make any high-tech, I don't understand.
So, he made these dolls, one by one, one by one.
She sees and understands.
Along the way, they went from unfamiliar to know, from knowing to unfamiliar, step by step, step by step, with pain, but also with a smile.
In the end, Chu Cuiyi took her to the intersection of their lives at this moment. He held her hand tightly, as if he hadn't separated in this life.
"Well, now the bride and groom have arrived, and there are still ten minutes before the Kyrgyzstan. In these ten minutes, let's ask the bride and groom a few questions." An Fengyang is still full of red, Just like the news that Suan Anluo saw last summer.
"Beauty." Shui Anluo whispered a warning.
"Since the bride is so anxious, let's ask the bride first." An Fengyang said with a grin.
Shui Anluo: "..."
She is packing him up after the wedding.
The point is, Chu Cuiyi didn't open her mouth, just looked at An Fengyang with a warning look: Don't forget, you are not married yet.
An Fengyang's elegant smile: Anyway, I can't do this step for you, you have hurt Lao Tzu, and Lao Tzu can make you feel better.
Chu Muyi: ...
"Then ask the bride the first question, is the groom your first love?" An Fengyang said with a smile.
Shui Anluo pressed his lips and looked up at An Fengyang.
Chu Cuiyi was looking at Shui Anluo. He knew he was her first love, but still wanted to hear him say it.
The so-called, men's inferiority.
Shui Anluo's big eyes rolled slowly under the tassels, as if thinking of the answer.
"Do you still need to think about this?" An Fengyang asked.
"No!"
Sui Anluo suddenly spoke.