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Su Jingya listens, biting the small mouth, twinkles in an instant. Hum, murmur vaguely: "are you proposing to me?! Otherwise, if you kneel on one knee, I'll think it over. "

Huangfu Yu listened and was silent for three seconds. Then he came out of his sleeping bag with no slippers on. He walked downstairs barefoot.

As he walked, he growled angrily: "Su Jingya, I've seen the one who has made an inch, but I haven't seen the one who has made an inch like you. I've proposed to you in my whole life. I'm going to be lame on my knees. How can you ask me?! Love to marry, do not marry to pull down... "

On Christmas day, the whole town was completely covered with snow. The whole world was white and holy to the extreme.

Su Jingya, dressed in a fluffy white wedding dress and holding Huangfu's arm, started to walk slowly to a small church 500 meters away from her red carpet door.

Huangfuyu said that if it is to be held, a grand century wedding will be held.

She said, it's easy to be simple. This wedding, as long as there is him.

So, this wedding, no luxury car, no more exaggerated guests, no luxury and broad church, or wedding banquet.

Yes, it's just that the neighbors are standing in front of their windows. When they are passing by slowly, the colorful flowers picked from their garden are scattered to them.

And, heartfelt applause.

Su Jingya never felt that there could be a better wedding in the world.

In order to look beautiful, Su Jingya wore a wedding dress with * on it. She didn't wear any warm shawls outside, but Ice and snow, she did not feel cold, she felt that her blood is boiling, excited, burning.

The Church of oath is a very old and historic church. Every weekend, or a major festival, the residents of the town come to church.

They will come, of course, at Christmas.

However, because of their wedding ceremony, believers stood directly in the open garden in the backyard to pray.

The layout of the church is very simple, except for some necessary decorations, there is nothing else.

From the entrance of the church to the front of the statue, it's only 20 meters. However, Su Jingya feels it's very far away. It's like she and Huangfu Yu have spent half of her life.

After praying devoutly, the priest opened the Bible solemnly and asked in fluent English, "Mr. huangfuyu, would you like to marry Miss Su Jingya?"?! Whether in prosperity or adversity, whether rich or poor, whether healthy or ill, cherish her and protect her all her life, and never give up on her? "

Huangfuyu is dressed in a white suit. He is extremely handsome.

He holds Su Jingya's hand, deep and sharp black eyes, stares at her directly, softly, but says with great firmness, "I will."

It's three simple words. It's too common to be ordinary. Su Jingya hears it, but she cries in a mess. Especially in her ears, what haunts her is not Wedding March, but Oriental Blue's the most beautiful time. She really can't suppress her inner emotions.

The priest gets huangfuyu's answer and turns to Su Jingya and says, "Miss Su Jingya, would you like to marry Mr. huangfuyu and make him your husband?"?! Whether in prosperity or in adversity, whether rich or poor, whether healthy or ill, once and for all, take care of him and protect him, and never give up on him! "

Su Jingya nodded fiercely and said vaguely, "I will."

The priest nodded his head with satisfaction, prayed, and finally announced, "under the witness of God, from now on, you are the legitimate couple under the protection of God. May God bless you for a long time, from the beginning to the end, Amen."

The wedding ceremony was very simple and did not invite guests. Apart from the brothers of huangfuyu and several people who brought their female partners, there was no one else.

Coming home from the church, Su Jingya changes clothes in her bedroom.

She sat in front of the dresser, looking at her little face and mouth, which were crying and dirty, and raised again.

Huangfuyu took off the white dress and put on the second one, which was his favorite and consistent style, black suit.

Su Jingya watched him put on the black suit through the make-up mirror, and she couldn't help but get a little distracted.

In fact, since he moved to France with him, his most common clothes are home clothes. Simple, mostly beige, beige, khaki, the color has been slightly lighter, not as cold and cold as before.

Suddenly, seeing that he was wearing black, Su Jingya still had some palpitations in her heart.

This kind of emperor Fu is really too domineering and intimidating.

"What are you looking at me with a pair of panda eyes?! You think Very elegant, very beautiful? " Through the mirror, Huangfu Yu stares at Su Jingya directly. Meanwhile, he arranges his cufflinks slowly.

Su Jingya was stunned. First, she didn't slow down. She didn't quite understand what Huang Fu Yu meant.

It was not until he had gracefully turned and walked towards the bedroom door that she realized."Huangfuyu, what do you mean by that?! I'm like this. You didn't hurt me?! At the wedding, I cried so miserably, and my makeup was spent. You didn't even know to remind me that you deliberately embarrassed me. " Su Jingya shouted in a despondent voice.

Huangfu Yu's hand, which had been put on the bolt, was forcefully withdrawn.

Looking back, he stared directly at the woman sitting in front of the dresser, and began to make her pettiness and mischievous again.

He picked out a strong and strong sword eyebrow and said in a low voice, "didn't I remind you?! It's the ghost that keeps reminding you, stop crying, stop crying

"You just told me not to cry, didn't tell me, my make-up flower."

"Su Jingya, are you going to be rude again?! Start throwing again?! Plan to fight with me again?! Are you sure you want to fight with me today? " Huangfu asked in the voice of the emperor.

Su Jingya listened to his words and immediately Angry and anxious, but more Grievance.

Obviously, he didn't remind her, but

Holding back her lips, Su Jingya lowered her eyes, angrily took the diamond crown off her head, and then smashed it on the dressing table.

Huangfu Yu stood on one side and watched her lose her temper towards the ornaments. She wanted to turn around and go downstairs.

However, listening to her "whine ~" is like a cat and a dog whining feebly. Huangfu Yu forcefully takes back the steps he took out.

A few steps forward, he sat on the broad dressing table and said coldly, "sit up."

At the same time, I pointed to the dressing table with my eyes.

Su Jingya sat on the chair, motionless.

Just pouting.