He Is Warmer Than Time

Here, Song Xuan has put on her makeup and set her head. She is wearing a red improved cheongsam, and an ankle-length long coat on the outside. It has much better warmth than Yang Haitao's suit, but she still trembles with cold.

Song Ran hurriedly took a big fur collar over and said, "You said you are true too, can't you do wine again when the weather is warm? I have to suffer this crime."

Song Xuan curled her lips: "On the day of great rejoicing, can't you say something auspicious to me? The days are set, and it is better to hit the sun another day. Today is the most lucky, know?

Mother Wu smiled to Gu Jingxing: "These two girls love to quarrel. They grew up."

Gu Jingxing smiled.

Song Ran turned and drove the people: "Okay, you can go out, and my brother-in-law will come over to pick up people in a while."

Gu Jingxing touched the back of his head, "Can't I stay either?"

Song Ranhu looked at him with a face: "Just leave Ma Wu and me, you all have to go out."

Everyone was kicked out. Song Ran sat next to Song Xuan and held her hand. Her eyes turned red and her voice choked: "Sister, you finally got married."

Song Xuan smiled and said, "Your sister is not old enough to make you sigh, right?"

Song Ran didn't speak, and Song Xuan understood what she meant. He reached out and touched her face: "Today, you matchmaker, drink two more glasses tonight, eh?"

"I'm definitely not going to be drunk tonight."

There was a knock on the door, Yang Haitao's voice came, and the wedding officially began.

From the very beginning, Yang Shaodong has not been calm.

Either stepped on Song Xuan's foot, or accidentally hooked the golden hairpin on Song Xuan's head, or else accidentally dropped her high heels while carrying Song Xuan downstairs.

When he got into the car, Song Xuan hit the roof again. When he was nervous, he looked back and hit the door again.

Fortunately, the two got into the car on time, Song Ran and Gu Jingxing got into the next car, and the two cars slowly drove towards Huaihai Road.

The wedding banquet was held in the auditorium at Yang Haitao's parents' house.

In the car, Song Xuan stretched out her hand and rubbed the top of her head, looking sadly at the person next to her: "Why are you not calm at all, panicked."

Yang Haitao hurriedly stretched out his hand to rub her, and was afraid of damaging her finished hair, so he could only mean something.

"Didn't I want to do it too much? The more I am concerned, the more I will make mistakes. I will probably rehearse all by myself in the morning at home, and I will be on the court, but I still can't do everything well."

Song Xuan said strangely: "Why don't you wear a coat? Isn't it cold?"

Yang Haitao chuckled and said, "It's okay, my heart is hot, and my body may not be cold."

Song Xuan grabbed his hand, what was not cold, it was so blue with cold, she curled her lips: "Come to your house in a while, put me on a coat."

"I see, wife."

Song Xuan blushed. Although they have received the certificate, the two have...have been intimate with each other, but Song Xuan is still not used to Yang Haitao calling her wife. It may take a period of adaptation.

Yang Haitao saw her shyness, approached her ear, and whispered: "Why are you still shy? Isn't it a good name to call her husband when under me."

Song Xuan beat his chest: "Get away."

Yang Haitao grabbed her wrist and continued to whisper in her ear: "My wife, I will never get away from you in this life."