Chapter 356

The Mid Autumn Festival arrived as promised, and the air was filled with the strong aroma of Osmanthus fragrans.

In this aroma, the motorcade picking up the kiss set out from the pillow garden and slowly came towards Fu di. No one knows who this team is, only that the car is very flashy, and a pair of Chinese dolls in wedding clothes in front of the car are very cute.

Although it is a low-key wedding, the venue layout of Fu Di is still gorgeous and romantic.

The ginkgo tree crown in the corner of the yard is golden. When the autumn wind blows, pieces of golden leaves fall.

Ginkgo biloba is a symbol of longevity. In this wedding, it also acts as a long-term goodwill head.

The tennis court was surrounded by flowers, and a new couple slowly came in under the attention of the guests. Under the witness of the people, the groom opened the bride's red cap with a scale, and the master of ceremonies said a lot of good colorful words. Fu Hanchuan only remembered one word - satisfactory.

Su Xiang in front of him was dressed in Xiuhe Xifu, with rich and bright makeup, as beautiful as a blooming rose. She raised her eyes a little. Her shy appearance tightened his lower abdomen. She wanted to finish the wedding now and enter the bridal chamber early.

Three days before the wedding, Su Xiang lived in pillow garden, that is, Fu Hanchuan hadn't seen her for three days.

Finally, when the emcee finished saying that he could kiss the bride, they handed over their heads and kissed under the falling petals. The kiss was like a dragonfly. Only Su Xiang knew that Fu Hanchuan gently bit her when he kissed her, so as to convey his complaint.

He was annoyed. The wedding was too long. He couldn't wait.

Su Xiang's eyes stared in the past. His soft eyes were like water without any power. It seemed to others that only the bride was shy and shameful. Fu Hanchuan smiled foolishly holding her waist.

The people below laughed. When was the cold and inhumane Fu Hanchuan so gentle and affectionate.

Feng Qingyang has participated in several weddings and saw many kinds of marriages. The identity of the bride and groom is not low. Even if he really loves each other, he still maintains his pride in his eyes. It was Fu Hanchuan who showed her what honey was in her eyes.

She was a little jealous of Su Xiang and muttered, "I want to find a big wolf dog, too."

Next to her sat Qiao Shen. Qiao Shen smelled the speech and turned to look at her strangely: "you are so fierce. Do you need a wolf dog?"

Feng Qingyang looked cold and arrogant: "it's none of your business."

Almost everyone's eyes were focused on the newcomer who was speaking the oath on the stage. In another place, Peixian frowned slightly and looked at the oblique direction.

In the crowd, Lian Liang sat next to Fu Ying. Today, the little girl is wearing a pink sleeveless cheongsam, her hair is in two small bun, the red ribbon falls on her shoulders, and her pink cheeks are baby fat, like a doll.

Her bright eyes looked at the stage without blinking. With the actions of the people above, she would grin, and her eyes would be slightly wet when she was serious.

So young, so emotional?

Yan Ling sits next to Peixian. When Su Xiang kisses Fu Hanchuan, she is also moved and reaches out to hold Peixian's hand. Feeling that his attention was not on the stage, she looked down his eyes and saw him staring at a little girl.

Yan Ling asked, "what are you looking at?"

Pei Xian returned to his senses and said faintly, "it's all right."

Nevertheless, Yan Ling took another look at the little girl. It's just a side, but only this side feels like a very beautiful little girl.

Yan Ling doesn't know whether Peixian likes children, but he has a good time with Fu Ying.

Pei Xian is the same age as Fu Hanchuan. Fu Hanchuan's children are so old. Maybe he is also beginning to think about his lifelong events.

Yan Ling smiled faintly and asked, "do you like girls?"

"Huh?" Pei Xianzheng was stunned and didn't hear clearly.

Yan Ling knew she was wrong. She smiled faintly and replied, "it's all right."

She turned and looked at the stage. The smile on her face was still the same, but the smile in her eyes was more sad.

Pei is more and more absent-minded

After the wedding, the people moved to the main house for a banquet. Fu Di's place is large, and there is no problem setting up more than a dozen big round tables. The guests were seated and the waiter served hot dishes.

In the room on the second floor, Su Xiang changed his dress and makeup.

Feng Qingyang, Yan Ling and Lan Li are talking inside. They are bridesmaids and will go out to accompany them later.

Lan Li was not used to wearing high heels. He sat at the end of the bed and kneaded the flesh of his calf and complained, "could it be that the same shoes are really bad? My feet hurt."

Feng Qingyang didn't look at her snow-white legs. Instead, he aimed at the happy bed under her ass and said with a smile: "Su Xiang gave birth to a son. You will give birth to a son in the future."

In ancient times, there was a custom of pressing the bed. It was necessary for a white and fat baby to sit on the happy bed, which meant having children. Feng Qingyang said to Lian Li, who was not familiar with the world, and made Lan Li blush.

She quickly stood up and carefully smoothed the crumpled end of the bed“ I want to have a daughter. "

Feng Qingyang teased her with a smile: "do you want to get married? Shall I go with you and say, "take advantage of the heat of the wedding, you two hurry to catch up."

"Fu Ying is so big, you two work hard, and you will have time to have a daughter by the end of next year, under the age of ten... Baby kiss is not a problem."

Everyone knew whether it was the same engagement with Lan Li. Listening to Feng Qingyang, the more he said, the more boundless he was. Su Xiang couldn't help but say, "don't tease Lan Li."

She looked at lanli in the mirror. Lanli's face turned red. She wanted to talk and puffed her cheeks. She couldn't speak.

Su Xiang understood some lanli. She is different from Feng Qingyang. She is a girl from an ordinary family. Feng Qingyang is born rich. In the face of a confident young lady, she has a subconscious cowardice.

When Su Xiang looked at Lan Li, he saw Yan Ling leaning against the window. She was silent with a worried look.

Su Xiang and Feng Qingyang are familiar with Lan Li, but Yan Ling is a little strange. Su Xiang didn't understand her. Seeing her eyes coming, she smiled at her and took back her eyes.

Su Xiang thought of Qiao Ying.

When inviting guests, Fu Hanchuan hesitated about whether to invite Qiao Ying. Peixian is his good brother, and Qiao Ying... According to Fu Hanchuan, Qiao Ying helped him.

According to the situation of Qiao Ying and Peixian, they will be embarrassed when they appear on the same occasion.

However, Fu Hanchuan still sent a wedding invitation to Qiao Ying.

Qiao Ying didn't come, which was within Fu Hanchuan's expectation. He said that wherever Peixian appeared, Qiao Ying would not appear.

After the change, Su Xiang and some women went downstairs to receive the guests.

Everyone is familiar with the people who come today. There are not so many constraints. The guests and hosts are happy. For Fu Ying, the protagonists today are su Xiang and Fu Hanchuan. No one will control him.

"They play their game and we play ours." He asked Lian Liang to play in his territory.

Fu Ying's toys were all on the platform on the third floor. The two children sat on the carpet and played a game console with snacks next to them. The excitement downstairs did not affect them.

Lian Liang played for a while, rubbed his eyes, put down the remote control and said, "Fu Ying, I'll get something to eat. You can survive this level first."

Fu Ying's eyes stared at the screen and his fingers kept operating the remote control: "I want to drink mango juice. Please bring it up for me."

This is probably the case with boys who are addicted to playing games.

Lian Liang doesn't like playing games very much. She just plays with him.

The little girl went downstairs holding the handrail of the stairs, and the excitement continued below. All the servants are busy serving the guests at the banquet tonight. It's too late to take care of the young master of the Fu family.

Lian Liang went to get the juice and some small snacks, took a big tray and went upstairs. When I stepped on the last step on the second floor, my toes accidentally tripped and the tray on my hand shook violently.

At this time, one big hand held the tray and the other big hand held her arm.

Nevertheless, the juice in the tray overturned and even Liang's cheongsam spilled a little juice.

Lian Liang didn't wrestle and sighed. The feeling of wet, cold and greasy on her clothes made her a little uncomfortable and frowned.

Pei Xian is wearing a white handmade suit today. The pressed suit makes him elegant and noble. But for a little girl, he is just a stranger.

Lian Liang stood firmly on the platform and bowed to the man in front of him: "thank you, uncle."

Her voice is soft and tender, her big black eyes are bright and clear, and her small pink face is like milk pudding. She wants to be pinched.

Peixian looked at the little girl who only reached his waist.

For little girls of this age, being frightened and soiling their clothes would make them panic and cry directly, but he was slightly surprised by the composure of the little girl in front of him.

Peixian became interested in the little girl. He looked at the tray in his hand and asked, "where are you going?"

Lian Liang looked at the platform on the third floor and replied, "my friend is up there."

Pei Xian nodded. He knew that Fu Ying had a very good friend. Could it be that he always said that it was Fu Ying's daughter-in-law.

"What's your name?"

"Lian Liang."

Lian Liang glanced at the tray in Peixian's hand and the overturned cup. The juice in it had already run out. She said, "uncle, give me the tray and I'll change it."

Lian Liang didn't intend to let others clean up her mess. She didn't want to trouble others.

She held out her little hand to Peixian.

Pei Xian glanced at Lian Liang's small cheongsam soiled on his chest, raised the tray slightly, pointed his chin at her clothes and said, "don't you feel uncomfortable if you don't change clothes first?"

Lian Liang looked down at his clothes. There was a piece of mango juice on the pink cloth. If she went downstairs like this, it would be impolite for others to see it.

Lian Liang is still young. She came at Fu Ying's invitation. There are no adults around her. All she can think of is Fu Ying, but he is playing a game now.

I don't know why, Peixian looked at the calm little girl's embarrassment at this time and wanted to help her. He said, "I'll find someone to change your clothes."

At this time, Yan Ling came to find Pei Xian. Pei Xian said, "the little girl's skirt is dirty. Can you find another one for her?"

Yan Ling glanced at Lian Liang, saw the bun on both sides of her head, and recognized that she was the one who had attracted Peixian's attention before.

Yan Ling smiled and said, "no problem." She looked at Lian Liang and held out her hand. "Come with me."

Lian Liang looked at Pei Xian, then at Yan Ling, thanked him again, and then turned around to follow Yan Ling.

When Lian Liang turned around, Pei Xian's mind crossed a face. He felt as if he had been knocked, and his body stiffened.

His eyebrows screwed up and stared at Lian Liang's back.

Could it be that Tong was filled with a lot of wine and fled to the second floor to have a rest. When he saw Peixian hiding long ago, he patted him on the back and said, "you're not interesting enough. Let me stop the wine alone."

Today is Fu Hanchuan's happy day. The people below are crazy and keep persuading wine. Fu Hanchuan is so cunning. He wants to save his energy and let the best man go up to block the wine.

Facing the accusation of Mo Feitong, Peixian didn't seem to hear or feel it. He just continued to look at the direction of the right corridor. At this time, Yan Ling and Lian Liangzheng entered the room one after another.

Could it be that Pei Xian ignored him and looked down his eyes, only to see Lian Liang's last figure in time.

But the last figure recognized her.

Ever since we had that suspicion, we have been paying attention to the little girl.

He drew back his eyes and looked at Peixian. His face was wrong.

Could it be that he dodged his eyes, raised his hand and scratched the bridge of his nose, turned his body and lay on the guardrail on the second floor.

He was puzzled: did Pei Xian also find out? Would you like to tell him? But today is Fu Shao's big day. Don't say it

Could it be that Fu Hanchuan was being coaxed to have a drink with Su Xiang.

"Hum..." could it be that Tong Qing cleared his throat, "well, we'd better go down, master Fu."

Pei Xian turned his head and narrowed his eyes slightly to see if it was the same.

Was it not the same clumsy excuse that he saw through at once.

Pei Xiangang drank a lot of wine, but his drinking capacity was practiced after breaking up with Qiao Ying.

He's not drunk and his brain is still very smart.

Fu Ying often goes to Mofei's manor. Fu Ying is close to the little girl. They are almost inseparable. If he remembers correctly, they went camping on the same desert island not long ago, and the little girl went with them.

Could it be that the same nerve is thick, but his performance just now has explained the problem

Pei Xian shook his drooping fingers and tightened his chin. Who is the little girl?

Feeling his sharp eyes, he grabbed the back of his head. Without waiting for Peixian to say anything, he went downstairs: "Fu Shaozhen can't do it. I'll go down and save him."

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The Fu family made full preparations for the wedding, not only the layout of the wedding site and the exquisite banquet, but also considerate to the guests.

On the right side of the second floor, there are two spare rooms for guests to change clothes, one for women and the other for men. Considering what might happen, spare clothes were put in the room.

Some of the guests also brought children, and two sets of children's clothes were prepared, but the size was not so accurate.

Yan Ling asks Lian Liang to take a bath and wrap his bathrobe.

Lian Liang's cheongsam is made of silk and satin. Yan Ling cleaned it and dried it with a hair dryer. Lian Liang can change it immediately.

In the face of those who helped her, Lian Liang thanked her again. Her voice is soft and waxy: "I know you. You sing a good song."

Yan Ling was slightly stunned. She didn't think she had such a small fan, and the little girl was so calm. It's really different from those fans who are much older and crazy about stars.

She treated each other equally, smiled and said, "when I have a concert later, please listen to my song."

She squatted down and arranged the little girl's hair wet in the bath.

Time has passed for a long time. Fu Ying has cleared the Customs for a game. Without waiting for Lian Liang, he comes downstairs to find Peixian, who is smoking on the second floor.

"Uncle Pei, aren't you going to play?" Fu Ying looked at his dull expression and didn't know who provoked him again.

Although Fu Yingren is small, he can observe his words and colors. Could it be that he was careless and had nothing to do with him? Peixian was gentle, but his heart was as thin as dust, like a fox.

Pei Xian glanced at Fu Ying: "are you good friends with Lian liang?"

Fu Ying nodded and looked at him suspiciously, "Uncle Pei, do you know Lian liang?"

He often goes to Uncle Mo with Lian Liang, but Uncle Pei doesn't know her very well, does he?

Peixian glanced at the tray on a tea table not far away, the overturned cup, and the juice had soaked the snacks in it.

Pei Xian said, "just met."

He paused, turned his eyes slightly and asked, "you used to go to school in a small school. Where did you know her?"

Fu Ying nodded, wondering why Uncle Pei was interested in Lian Liang. He said, "Uncle Pei, Lian Liang is my good friend."

Peixian smiled at the fox and said, "I remember you went to the desert island. I didn't go last time. I heard it was very fun. Are there any photos or videos?"

Fu Ying didn't know what Pei Xian wanted, but he nodded and said, "yes."

Su Xiang used to take photos of Fu Ying. Now he hasn't left this habit. He went out to take a lot of photos that time. For Fu Ying, it was the first time he went camping and took a lot of photos himself.

On the third floor, Pei Xian looked at the photos Fu Ying copied into the computer. He looked at them one by one. His face just looked calm, but his fingers holding the mouse tightened.

Fu Ying only thinks he is a little strange. Uncle Pei is not the kind of person who envies others without going out to play. Besides, when he was asked to go, he didn't come by himself. He seemed angry.

Besides, today is the wedding day for mom and dad. Everyone looks at their wedding photos. Why did he come to see their camping photos instead.

But Fu Ying didn't think too much. They had seen the wedding photos for a long time. Maybe uncle Pei was not interested for a long time.

Fu Ying goes downstairs to find Lian Liang. Peixian tilts his head slightly and sees Fu Ying holding the handrail downstairs. He took out his mobile phone and sent several photos to his mobile phone after he went online

The wedding banquet lasted until more than 9 p.m. and the guests gradually dispersed.

Even though Fu Hanchuan was cunning, he drank a lot of wine and turned red from his face to his neck. However, Su Xiang was even worse. The whole man drank so red that he couldn't walk steadily.

Fortunately, in their own home, the servant helped them to the room to rest.

The last few who had the most fun saw that the bride and groom were drunk and didn't have to play, so they changed places to continue their stalls. Only did he have a worried look upstairs. He didn't want to leave too much.

Could it be that they felt something was going to happen and didn't see Peixian's face much after that. He forced lanli to take him back by getting drunk, but lanli was more drunk than him. Finally, Anping housekeeper drove them back in person.

In the upstairs room, Fu Hanchuan returned to Qingming after entering the bedroom. He had been in the mall for so long and had long practiced the acting of pretending to be drunk.

The wine Su Xiang drank was treated. How could Fu Hanchuan really be willing to let her drink so much. After entering the room, she walked steadily to the tea table to pour water.

Seeing her pouring water there, Fu Hanchuan smiled and said, "can you still drink?"

All her drinks are white boiling water, Baijiu, a little bit of wine, only a little wine, so many cups of drink, you should drink your stomach.

He could see Su Xiang's nervousness. He walked behind her, put down the water cup and kettle from her hand, put his arms around her waist, and his lips fell on her neck.

As he hugged her, his steps moved to the edge of the bed.

Both poured into the soft bed. The red joy was lined with Su Xiang's black hair, and the ruddy skin could pinch out water. Fu Hanchuan's fingers slowly rubbed the corners of her eyes.

Her eyes were watery, bright and tender. She looked at him attentively, let him shrink his lower abdomen again, and called her in a hoarse voice: "my treasure gourd..."

They lingered for a while. Su Xiang felt his abnormality, his body tightened up, and his little hand pressed against his chest: "take a bath first."

After receiving the certificate last time, he slept together, but Fu Hanchuan didn't get it.

After those two calculations, Su Xiang seemed to dislike it. She couldn't get into it.

Fu Hanchuan thought that after this period of time, with the atmosphere of the wedding, her situation would improve. At this time, seeing Su Xiang's nervousness, he kissed the corner of her lips and said, "well, go wash first."

When Su Xiang entered the bathroom, Fu Hanchuan looked at the kettle on the tea table and frowned. He went downstairs and came back with red wine.

When Su Xiang came out after taking a bath, Fu Hanchuan had already washed in the bathroom next door. He was wearing a wine red bathrobe with honey colored muscles.

He poured two glasses of red wine, picked up one of them and handed it to Su Xiang: "we haven't drunk yet, this is..." he frowned and thought about it. When he smiled, his eyes were soft, "Heying wine?"

There is no light in the room, only an aromatic candle on the tea table. The candle light is faint. The tall and tall figure of the man stands in the faint light, handsome and sexy.

Su Xiang walked over and passed his arm holding the wine glass. They drank the wine.

Fu Hanchuan adjusted the atmosphere. The so-called drinking wine in front of the crowd did not feel as strong and intoxicating as this one.

Their foreheads touched, and Su Xiang's throat rolled down: "Fu Hanchuan, I..."

Fu Hanchuan gently kissed her lips and said, "I know you're nervous. It's okay. I'm here."

He will make her forget the past and leave no more shadows.

After half a bottle of wine, Su Xiang relaxed. When she was lingering, Su Xiang was vague in her mind. She vaguely remembered that there was a sentence hidden behind her head“ Fu Hanchuan, it didn't happen between me and him... "She finally remembered. This novel has been translated by www.novelhall.com and if you are reading this somewhere, they have stolen our translation