Just as he always acted, he didn't even hesitate. This kind of him made Mo Xi'er stunned. Lifting her eyes, her eyes collided with him. Looking at his quiet eyes without any fluctuation, her heart seemed to be stirred by something, rippling a ripple that she didn't understand. The priest seemed very satisfied with Qingmu Chen's words. He turned his head and turned his eyes to moxi'er“ Miss moxier, are you willing to marry the man in front of you as your wife, respect him and obey him from now on, whether it is good or bad, rich or poor, health or disease, happiness or sorrow, will you always love him, cherish him and be loyal to him forever? " Mo Xi'er didn't answer, but hesitated for a few seconds. The lips moved, as if to say something. The words had not yet been exported. Next to them, Qingmu Chen's voice suddenly sounded, "she would!" He answered directly instead of her. In front of so many people! As for her wishes, he had no intention of respecting them at all. Firm three words, as always decisive, even very overbearing. Today, all the guests attending the wedding banquet know their relationship and that their entanglement has begun since qingmuchen was very young. Mo Xi'er's wishes were also directly ignored by the audience. Qingmu Chen's strong behavior has become a unique model for the couple to get along in the eyes of everyone. The applause from the audience rang through the whole church and could be heard from a distance. After the oath is to exchange wedding rings. Qing Muchen also directly jumped over Mo Xier's wishes, took out the wedding ring from his arms, put the big one on himself, pulled her slender hand, and put the small one on her ring finger. Mo Xi'er's hand twitched twice in his hand, as if he wanted to get rid of it. Qing Mu Chen exerted force very overbearing. The palm wrapped her whole hand, and he put the ring in for her. Staring at the ring ring on their ring fingers, the corners of their lips lifted a cold arc, an arm passed through her neck, held the back of her head, pressed her head towards themselves, Jun's face leaned towards her, and his lips aimed at her lips and kissed her. It was a long kiss. There were so many guests at the scene. He didn't seem to see it. The tip of his tongue invaded her lips and teeth, swept between her teeth, absorbed the air in her mouth, and even bit her lip. His kiss was simple, rough and fierce. It was so strong that moxier took several breaths in pain. She raised her wrist to push him away. She tried several times. Without pushing, she suddenly tiptoed, put her arms around his neck and bit him. She bit without showing weakness. How deep the pain Qingmu Chen gave her, how hard she returned. Two people bite each other in front of the altar and compete with each other. They are like two kissing fish competing for territory. No one is willing to show weakness. Tong Xiyao sat in the first row of the guest seat and looked at the scene on the stage quietly, as if he was a little stunned. Qing Yafeng held his temple with one hand and rubbed the painful nerve with his fingertips. His eyebrows frowned. What are you doing? Before the church went out, it began to fight? The two people on the stage were still kissing fiercely. I don't know how long it took. When Qingmu Chen finally released, moxi'er's lips were burning with pain, and his red lips were as red as if they could bleed. This novel has been translated by www.novelhall.com and if you are reading this somewhere, they have stolen our translation.