"You are too focused. Why, can't wait to be my bride?" Jiang Beichen pursed her thin lips, answered, then raised her black eyes and stared at her in the mirror.

The way she wore the wedding dress designed by herself really surprised him.

"I can't wait." He said so, song Xiaoya Leng Leng, gritted his teeth, glared at him, and then put his hand on her waist away.

Seeing that she didn't admit it, Jiang Beichen didn't open it, just picked her eyebrows in the mirror.

At this time, song Xiaoya just pulled the skirt of wedding dress, slowly turned around, facing Jiang Beichen.

"How are you, good-looking?" She looked up at him and suddenly asked him.

At this time, her face, with a bit nervous. Although I know that this man's mouth, only said OK, good word, but still want to ask him.

To song Xiaoya's surprise, Jiang Beichen doesn't say it's OK this time. Instead, he suddenly lowers his head and kisses her forehead. Then he slowly replies, "good looking."

His women look good in everything.

It seems that it's the first time that song Xiaoya has been praised by him. She is stunned and shows a kind of happy smile on her face.

Although, he only answered two words.

Knock -

just then, the door of the cloakroom was knocked.

"Young master, madam, the first young master and the second young master are here." The servant's voice rang out at the door.

Smell speech, Jiang Beichen but frowned, Jiang Beicheng also came!

He remembers that he didn't invite him to the wedding tomorrow.

"We know. We'll go down at once." Song Xiaoya nodded and replied.

"I asked Shangzhu to have his hair cut and send the invitation to my elder brother." After the servant left, song Xiaoya explained to Jiang Beichen in a low voice.

A while ago, when she looked at the list of wedding guests, she found that Jiang Beimo was the only one in the Jiang family. So she asked assistant Shang to ask Jiang Beichen's elder brother for help.

Although I know that Jiang Beichen still has hatred for his elder brother, how to say, Jiang Beicheng is also his elder brother who has blood relationship with him. It's a bit unreasonable not to invite him to attend this wedding, so he is good at advocating.

“……” Jiang Beichen frowned and looked down at Song Xiaoya.

"Do you blame me?" Song Xiaoya bit his lip, then suddenly asked him.

He won't be angry about it!

But Jiang Beichen frowned and asked her, "what do you blame?"

"I'm making my own decision to invite them." Song Xiaoya stopped and then explained.

Smell speech, Jiang Beichen did not immediately answer her body, but suddenly staring at her for a moment, after a long time, he suddenly raised his hand, gently pinched her chin.

"I don't care about you for the sake of your good looks today."

“……” When he said that, song Xiaoya's face suddenly became hot

after a moment, she pushed him away and held her chin hand, "wait for me a few minutes, I'll change my clothes, and then go down with you."

Downstairs, in the living room, it was very lively.

And upstairs, as soon as Jiang Beimo came, Qiao Weiwei went back to the room as soon as possible and closed the door. Still, I was a little nervous.

After a while, song Xiaoya, who changed clothes, went downstairs with Jiang Beichen.

"Xiaoya." As soon as they went downstairs, a small figure rushed towards song Xiaoya and into her arms.

Song Xiaoya and Jiang Beichen's bodies froze at the same time.

"Xiaojie?" Song Xiaoya looks down at the person, and then shows a surprise expression.

Suddenly he opened the collar, but she didn't let go when she was urinating.

"Stay away from my wife!" Jiang Beichen's black eyes with a bit of anger, dissatisfied with looking at Xiaojie, this bastard actually also followed.

“……” Song Xiaoya stands in the same place, looks at the ugly Jiang Beichen, and then looks at the innocent Xiaojie, can only helplessly sigh.

The picture seems to have been similar.

"Don't be rude, Jay." At this time, a steady voice sounded behind Xiaojie. Big brother Jiang Beicheng came slowly.

"Third, I wish you a happy wedding." When he came near, a smile appeared on his face.

Seeing Jiang Beicheng, Jiang Beichen frowned.

"Thank you, big brother." At this time, in order to ease the atmosphere, song Xiaoya said.

But at this time, Jiang Beichen's line of sight, but fell in the other side of the living room, the old man sitting in the wheelchair.

That man is master Jiang. Uncle Liu is playing chess with him.

Jiang Beichen's face sank and suddenly looked sideways at Song Xiaoya. She invited the old man, too?

"It's me." Song Xiaoya immediately understood his meaning, and admitted to Jiang Beichen in a low voice.She forgot to explain when she was upstairs in the dressing room.

Tomorrow is their wedding, according to convention, parents should attend, but although Jiang Beichen's mother is no longer there, his father is still alive.

“……” Jiang Beichen frowns. This woman is more and more like Mrs. Jiang. He spoils her and does whatever she wants!

"I'll settle with you when I go back to my room in the evening!" Jiang Beichen cold snorted a, then suddenly bent down, leaning on her ear, slowly said.

It's morning by the time we've done this.

Jiang Beichen arranges everything. When he goes to the bedroom, song Xiaoya is ready and quietly sits there waiting for his arrival.

She was wearing a long wedding dress. Her long black hair was curled up, with a blue wreath on it. A white face, a light makeup.

Song Xiaoya, like a goddess in a myth, is very eye-catching and dazzling.

When he saw song Xiaoya, Jiang Beichen couldn't help being surprised. Although, this is not the first time to see her wearing a wedding dress. But there is no denying that this woman is really beautiful, his vision is very good.

"President, everything is ready. All the guests are here. Now we can go to the peak hotel. The wedding will start in half an hour." At this time, still assistant came over, attached to Jiang Beichen's ear said.

"Well." Jiang Beichen pursed her thin lips and answered.

Hearing Jiang Beichen's figure, song Xiaoya finds that he has come.

When she saw Jiang Beichen coming, song Xiaoya had a faint smile on her face, and then she was ready to walk towards him with her wedding dress

but Jiang Beichen strode over and picked her up.

"Hold me tight." Jiang Beichen looked down at the woman in her arms, then pursed her lips and said, "well." Song Xiaoya nods and smiles, then puts her hand around his neck.

He hooked his thin lips and strode out of the bedroom with her in his arms towards the roof of the villa.

At this time, on the roof, there is a helicopter.

Different from the usual helicopter, the plane was decorated with blue roses. A breeze blew by and the smell of flowers filled my nose.

Jiang Beichen holds song Xiaoya in his arms and gets on the helicopter. After a while, the helicopter full of flowers slowly lifts off and flies to a certain place.