Thank you for Waiting, Mister Tang!

Qin Anlan didn't look at her from beginning to end. Not only that, he didn't wait until the dinner, but directly approached the public relations manager in charge of the wedding and asked her to withdraw Xia Mian directly.

What's all this, I deliberately find it unhappy on his wedding day.

Liang Qiu is angry. Isn't he going to have a cave this night?

Of course, Ye Liangqiu can't touch it now, but it can't be touched, it's fine to nibble.

It's better than nothing.

When Xia Mian was replaced, everyone was relieved, especially his wife's face also had a slightly married look.

Qin Anlan breathed a sigh of relief, and brought Ye Liangqiu to two tables of wine, mostly relatives of elders.

He was worried that she was too tired, and also worried about her mood, after all, she hardly had any relatives present.

Fortunately, it was Tang Yu who gave her to Qin Anlan at the wedding.

And this kind of favor was also owed by Qin Anlan...Even if it was so beautiful, it couldn't hide the fact that she had lost a loved one.

Qin Anlan first sent her to the upstairs lounge. He was a little drunk, but he still helped her to the luxurious bed with red sheets.

Ye Liangqiu was a little tired, but it was better than he was drunk.

He said he sent her up, but it was Qin Anlan who fell on the bed in the end.

Ye Liangqiu was a little bit dumbfounded, and stretched out his hand to drag him, "We are still waiting for you downstairs, President Qin."

Pulling like this, instead of pulling him up, he let him backhand and dragged herself down. Finally, she lay in his arms, and his palms cushioned her abdomen, not hurting the child.

Ye Liangqiu clutched his heart, looked at his confusing face, stretched out his hand and punched him, "Asshole."

He even pretended to be drunk.

Qin Anlan smiled lightly, "If you don't pretend to be drunk, why would they let me up temporarily?"

At this time, she was wearing a red wedding gown, the wedding gown was like fire, and her brows were delicate, just like a woman in an ancient wedding.

Qin Anlan put his hand behind her head, and slowly removed a dragon and phoenix hairpin... His long black hair was scattered all at once, and the blue silk was like a curtain, messing his eyes.

He clasped her shoulders, slowly raised his eyes, and kissed her lips.

Her long hair spread around, as if forming a small world.

In that world, there is only him, only her...

The kiss was gentle and shallow, as if afraid of hurting her, afraid of scaring her.

"Liang Qiu." He called her name and looked at her deeply.

She would not know that his heart seemed to jump out, and that kind of satisfaction had never happened before.

She is finally Ye's wife, his exclusive woman Qin Anlan.

Holding her face, kissing her face, her brows and eyes, her red lips...

"Liang Qiu, you are so beautiful today." His voice was hoarse.

Many women can count beauty, but not everyone can use the word beauty.

Tonight, she was intoxicatingly beautiful, like water, like a ball of fire, burning him completely.

However, he was drunk after all, kissed for a while and let go of her with a low smile, and fell aside by himself, with a soft and shallow voice, "Maybe not tonight."

The breath he exhales is hot, sprayed into her tender neck, and then stretched out his hand to hold her, circled her in his arms, turned over, half covered her ear, and said softly to her, he How happy to marry her...

"Drink too much!" Ye Liangqiu knocked him once, in a low voice, "I'm going to twist the hot towel over here."