80s: Little Sweet Wife

Meimei looked around, only to realize that the place she was in was actually the horse farm behind Helianqing Farm. The lawn was festively lit with lights and festive, and it was also full of roses of various colors and gypsophila. Waiting for flowers, dreamy and beautiful, like in a dream.

"Do you like it?" Yan Mingshun asked in a low voice.

"Well..." Meimei nodded vigorously, she liked it so much.

And the more she looked at it, the more familiar the scene became, as if she had seen it somewhere. After a while, she finally realized that this scene was the wedding scene she depicted in "The Ugly Princess".

When the heroine got married, she tried her best to describe a romantic and dreamy wedding scene——

On the grand lawn, roses are blooming everywhere, as well as gypsophila and forget-me-nots, and the air is full of sweet floral fragrance...

Yan Mingshun actually restored her painting to the scene. There is no difference, it is just an enlarged painting. No wonder he always leaves early and returns late these days.

"Hate!" Meimei sneered, tears welling up in her eyes.

"Silly... The bigger surprise is yet to come, wait!" Yan Mingshun reached out and wiped away her tears, leading her forward, with four flower girls behind them, dutifully holding up their long skirts .

"What surprise?" Her eyebrows were itchy. Restoring her painting was enough to surprise her. What other big moves could Yan Mingshun have?

Yan Mingshun smiled, straightened his chest, bent his arms, motioned his eyebrows to hold him, and said softly, "Concentrate, don't desert."

Meimei glanced at him again, but she saw countless familiar faces, Yan Xinya and his wife, Grandma Yang, Aunt Fang Lao, Zhao Yingnan and his wife, Xiong Mumu, Xiao Se... etc. Her relatives and friends are all here. .

Everyone laughed very happily, sent their blessings to her and Yan Mingshun, and applauded warmly.

Meimei raised her chest subconsciously, followed the wedding march, and walked towards the stage step by step, Wu Chao was on it, he was today's master of ceremonies.

"Next, please enjoy a unique performance. Today's groom, Mr. Yan Mingshun, carefully prepared a gift for the bride, Miss Zhao Mei. Please follow me to count down, 10, 9, 8..."

Everyone followed Wu Chao to report the number, and their hearts came up, looking forward to what kind of surprises Yan Mingshun would have.

Meimei was looking forward to it more than anyone else, her heart was pounding, she felt that time passed so slowly, why hasn't it been one after counting for a long time?

"3, 2...1, everyone look up!" Wu Chao shouted.

Everyone looked up at the sky~www.wuxiaspot.com~ The sky was blue with white clouds floating, and it was as quiet as a landscape painting. As Wu Chao's voice fell, a rumbling sound came from far to near.

"What sound?" Everyone searched the sky and whispered.

"Oh...it's a fighter jet!" someone exclaimed.

Soon... everyone saw the fighter planes suddenly appearing in the sky, not just one, but many, lined up in an orderly manner, flying towards this side, with a thick red smoke trailing behind.

"What is this for... a fighter show?" someone shouted.

Meimei also had the same question, and raised her eyes to look at Yan Mingshun.

"Look at the sky, don't miss the wonderful!" Yan Mingshun patted her face gently, reminding her to look at the sky.

At this time, the fighter planes were already lined up and began to fly in circles. The thick smoke behind them slowly formed a row of characters, which is the English word 'love', and there was a big love outside, and the thick smoke lasted for a long time. It didn't dissipate, it stayed in the sky for nearly two minutes before it gradually dissipated.