Chapter 1445: Wedding (11)

As soon as the kiss was over, Chu Jiyi's forehead pressed against the tassel on her forehead, with a slight air conditioning.
Shui Anluo looked at the man close to his eyes, and his corners of his mouth kept twitching.
After today, no one can separate them.
Shui Anluo looked back and looked at the doll in front of her, a Feng Guanxia, ​​and a suit and leather shoes.
They can stand together even across two spaces.
This is the romance that Shui Anluo never thought of.
This is, Suan Anluo's unexpected romance.
Brother Chu, who has always been fond of her, gave her a century wedding.
Weddings that span the entire century have spread from ancient times to modern times, from the other end of time to the weddings at the end of time.
Long Man's nose was slightly sour, and tears fell.
Shui Yun raised her hand and rested on the back of her hand.
Luo Yun's face changed slightly, but he did nothing.
After all, it was their daughter who got married and had nothing to do with themselves.
Long Manyu looked up and slightly lipped at the ink cloud: "You found a good man for your daughter."
"It's okay, I'm sorry for you, at least I can't be sorry for her anymore." Shui Moyun shook the hand of the dragon mane again before releasing it.
"Mo Yun, I--"
Ink cloud slowly let go, "Manyan, it's fine now, you and Luoluo are happy, that's what I want."
On his shoulders, there was too much resistance, so he could not give them mother and daughter happiness.
This is the best choice.
Long Manyu's words did not say, but with a touch of resentment.
He always does.
"Okay, let's continue to ask questions now, everyone can ask any questions." An Fengyang broke the quiet on the stage again and smirked.
Shui Anluo wanted to roll her eyes, but she put up.
If in the past, Feng Feng is likely to follow suit, but today his eyes are on Qiao Yaruan.
Qiao Yaruan was active, and opened his mouth after An Fengyang's voice dropped. "Then ask the groom, is the bride's first time our bride?"
puff--
Shui Anluo sprayed directly, looking back at the petite bridesmaids behind him. Is this question too hot?
Moreover, they have already talked about this issue. Shui Anluo does not want to discuss such a private issue in front of so many people.
"Lafayette," Shui Anluo whispered.
Chu Qiyi frowned slightly, as if also wondering whether this issue should be raised in front of so many people.
"Yes."
When Shui Anluo was about to open his mouth, Chu Muyi opened his mouth.
Shui Anluo's hand shook slightly, almost ripping off his sleeves.
He, why did he just say that.
Qiao Yaruan also apparently did not expect that Chu Cuiyi would really answer himself, still such a hot answer. When he married Shui Anluo, how could there be twenty-seven, how could it still be--
Shui Anluo's face was red and leaned against the shoulders of Chu Cuiyi, it was a shame.
Chu Cui's wings were generous, and he had been holding Shui Anluo's shoulders to face them with questions.
"What's the groom's favorite sentence to say to the bride now?" Qiao Yaruan continued.
After all, Chu Cuiyi is not a person who can usually joke, and this is an ancient wedding, which is not suitable for playing too much, so Qiao Yaruan basically asks fairly safe questions.
What do you want to say most?
Chu Cuiyi looked down at Shui Anluo. He had too much to say, didn't he?