With a "snap", the microphone fell from Song Xiangran's hand.

Hearing the voice, Song Xiangran hurriedly picked up the microphone again.

After taking about three deep breaths, Song Xiangran asked, "Ah Cha, did you decide to have a child so quickly?"

"Huh?" Song Cha was stunned for a while, and didn't react to what Song Xiangran's words meant for a long time.

Because the phone was turned on hands-free, Zhang Yu next to him also heard the conversation.

Zhang Yu made a lip shape to Song Cha and said four words.

After Song Cha understood, he immediately blushed again.

"This reason, it's a little hard to talk about......" Song Cha cleared his throat.

Song Xiangran on the other end of the phone hadn't finished listening to Song Cha's speech, so he interrupted her and said, "Okay, okay, anyway, the raw rice has been cooked into cooked rice, so there's no point in saying this." ”

"It's good if you know...... Song Cha picked up the milk next to him, took a sip, and suddenly sighed and said, "I can't drink strong tea now, poor and miserable, drink some flower tea and milk every day, sad." ”

Song Xiangran smiled and said, "It's only ten months, you can enjoy it." ”

As if he suddenly remembered something, Song Xiangran asked, "Then what should you do about the graduate school entrance examination, there will be an exam next semester." ”

"This, review as usual, it's going to be a little busier these days," Song Cha glanced at Zhang Yu, who was busy with invitations next to him, and then complained to Song Xiangran on the phone, "Xiangran, you don't know, Zhang Yu said that marriage is marriage, and the honeymoon can only go until I succeed in the graduate school entrance examination, which is really annoying." ”

"Hahaha, isn't this also for your good, to give you a little motivation. Song Xiangran laughed out loud.

"You're still not my good sister anymore, why don't you stand by my side everywhere, and now you still laugh at me. Song Cha said this, but his face was also smiling.

Speaking of the wedding, Song Xiangran suddenly remembered that the last time Song Cha complained to him, he said that Zhang Yu's mother was against this marriage.

So, Song Xiangran asked again: "Ah Cha, I remember the last time you said that Doctor Zhang didn't agree with the two of you coming together, has this matter been resolved?"

"This ......" Song Cha sighed and said, "I don't know if it's a solution, the relationship between their mother and son is a little stiff now, and I don't know if the mother will go to ......the wedding or not."

Zhang Yu on the side heard the conversation between Song Cha and Song Xiangran, stopped what he was doing, walked over, and said to Song Xiangran on the phone: "Xiangran, don't worry, I won't let your little girl suffer any grievances." ”

Because of the way Song Xiangran and Song Cha get along, sometimes it is indeed very similar to a mother with a daughter, so Zhang Yu has always jokingly called Song Cha Song Xiangran's little daughter.

Song Cha punched Zhang Yu funny and said, "You are now Xiang Ran's little son-in-law." ”

"I'll just ask about the two of you, anyway, no matter what, you have to be good to Ah Cha, otherwise I'll clean you up in person. Song Xiangran said with a smile.

"Hey, Xiang Ran, would you like to be my bridesmaid then?" Song Cha suddenly remembered this important matter, and she almost forgot it just now.

After all, bridesmaid dresses, like wedding dresses, must be ordered in advance.

Song Xiangran thought for a while, and suddenly found that he was now a person who was already engaged, so Song Xiangran said with a little loss: "I'm afraid not, Ah Cha, I have been engaged." ”

"Ah, yes, how did I forget this...... Then my bridesmaid group will only be my sister-in-law. Song Cha said with some disappointment.

"Your sister-in-law is very good, let her look for the right eye at your wedding scene when the time comes. Song Xiangran smiled and said.

The wedding day is also Song Cha's birthday, so it is very grand.

Because Song Shuyun is a bridesmaid and a designer of the wedding dress, the layout of the entire wedding venue is very Chinese.

Song Cha's wedding dress is a delicately embroidered phoenix crown and xia veil.

I saw Song Cha wearing a phoenix crown, a translucent red hijab on his face, a red silk shirt on his upper body, an embroidered red robe on his coat, a collar Tiangong lock around his neck, a demon mirror on his chest, and a "fixed hand silver" wrapped around his arm.

Song Shuyun wore a cheongsam made by herself and stood next to Song Cha.

After all, today is Song Cha's big day, and Song Xiangran chose a relatively unremarkable but very formal goose yellow dress.

Watching Song Cha and Zhang Yu finish reciting the oath one after another, and finally hug and kiss each other, Song Xiangran held Fang Qingming's hand, and his eyes couldn't help but moisten.

It turns out that his good friend is happy, and it makes people so happy.

When Song Xiangran was about to lower his head and wipe his tears, Fang Qingming handed over a handkerchief.

"Why did you bring a handkerchief?" Song Xiangran paused for a moment, took the handkerchief given by Fang Qingming, and wiped his face indiscriminately.

Fang Qingming smiled softly and said, "I guess you will definitely be moved to cry, so I brought one." ”

"I hate it, aren't you moved?" Song Xiangran said with a smile.

Fang Qingming nodded.

"Ah, you're not even moved, are you a good friend of Zhang Yu. Song Xiangran looked at Fang Qingming in disbelief.

The corners of Fang Qingming's mouth twitched: "Xiang Ran, I think your mood has been a little unstable recently, and I nodded to mean that I am also very moved, why did you misunderstand?"

Song Xiangran's mouth opened slightly, wanting to refute Fang Qingming, but she thought about it carefully, she seemed to be a little emotionally unstable recently, and it was easy for the other party Qingming to lose his temper, and sometimes it was easy to misunderstand what he meant.

"Oh, I'm sorry I misunderstood you. Song Xiangran lowered his head and said.

"It doesn't matter. Fang Qingming smiled and touched Song Xiangran's head, but was slapped away by Song Xiangran.

"I got up early this morning to get my hairstyle. Song Xiangran looked at Fang Qingming with a burst of words on his face and said.

Fang Qingming raised his eyebrows and said, "I'm sorry." ”

After reading the oath, it was time for friends and relatives to take the stage to speak.

Although Song Xiangran can write a lot of articles on weekdays, or write articles or the like, but at a time like today, Song Xiangran's brain suddenly went blank.

"What should I do, Qingming, I also prepared a rough framework yesterday, and I forgot it all now, what should I do?" Song Xiangran was about to arrive, and she began to panic.

Fang Qingming rarely saw Song Xiangran so anxious, and thought it was funny, so he didn't go back to Song Xiangran immediately, who knows, but it made Song Xiangran unhappy.

"Why do you just look at me and laugh, ignore me, talk. Song Xiangran said with some displeasure.

Fang Qingming knew that Song Xiangran was already on the verge of anger, and hurriedly smiled and comforted: "Don't worry, I'm not prepared." ”

Sure enough, people relax when they hear that others are just as unprepared as they are.

Song Xiangran was really relieved.

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