The next day, when Song Yiren got off work, he received a call from Pei Jun, saying that her wedding dress had been shipped.

Hearing the news, Song Yiren was shocked, and hurriedly said, "Then help send the wedding dress to the research institute." Also, let's transport the midnight suit too!"

Tomorrow morning, Gong Ling will wake up in the night.

She wanted Gong Lingye to be the first to see her in a wedding dress.

Bei Mingmo went to see a relative at her mother's house tonight, and she won't come back until tomorrow, so Song Yiren went directly to the research institute in the evening.

Dr. Tan arranged a rest room for her in advance, and Song Yiren fell asleep in the lounge, and before going to bed, she set an alarm clock for 6 o'clock in the morning.

Maybe because there was something in his heart, so, at five forty, before the alarm clock went off, Song Yiren woke up.

After she went to wash up briefly, she went to the room where Gong Lingye was with her wedding dress in her arms.

After the wedding dress was UV sterilized, she changed into a wedding dress and high heels in the dressing room.

The wedding dress was designed by a famous designer in advance, and the bandeau was in the shape of a shell, which was inlaid with large and round pearls, and under the shadowless lamp, it glowed with holy and soft white light.

The waist is cut to fit the waistline perfectly, outlining the slender waist and perfect chest line to the fullest.

The skirt was long and was also a shell design, with pearls encrusting each shell-shaped skirt.

There are no diamonds on the wedding dress, but each pearl and the smooth texture of the wedding dress complement each other, noble and elegant.

There was no mirror here, so Song Yiren could only take a look from the instrument, tidy himself up, and lie on the container where Gong Lingye was, waiting for him to wake up.

It was cold in the room, and she draped her down jacket over her body and waited for time.

When she saw that Gong Lingye would wake up in just about five minutes, she hurriedly took off her down jacket to the side, tidied herself up again, and continued to wait for him.

The time pointed to half past six in the morning, and the instrument sounded a wake-up sound.

Immediately after, the man who had been sleeping in the vessel slowly opened his eyes.

Song Yiren had been looking at Gong Lingye all the time, so he raised his gaze and immediately met her.

I don't know how to describe the mood at the moment, as if I just fell asleep, and the memory is still in the reluctance to leave her, but the next second, I saw her in a wedding dress.

At this moment, the air was no longer cold, and he only felt that his breath was fragrant with flowers, and Gong Lingye slowly opened the container and walked out.

He stood in front of her, quietly looking at her in front of him.

The mind is thus settled, as if all the noise and the unknown become insignificant.

Because, she is wearing a wedding dress and has come to marry him!

Gong Lingye stretched out his arm and took Song Yiren into his arms, tightly.

She didn't speak, leaning quietly into his arms.

In addition to the smell of disinfectant on the nose, there is also a unique refreshing breath that belongs to him.

She felt that all the waiting and persistence were worth it, just for the docking of the soul at this moment.

After a long time, Gong Lingye let go of Song Yiren.

Under Song Yiren's astonished gaze, he bent down and took out a box from the bag containing the wedding dress.

"Baby, turn around and I'll put it on for you. He already had a diamond necklace in his hand, and the huge diamond reflected dazzling brilliance in the light.

He stood behind her, and the mirror of the instrument reflected the blurred shadows of the two of them, but it could not hide the warmth of the picture.

Gong Lingye put on a necklace for Song Yiren, lowered his head, and kissed her on the lips.

A deep kiss that ended after a long time, she blushed a little, and pointed to another bag of clothes: "It's your suit over there." ”

Gong Ling smiled at night and went to the locker room to change clothes.

The space in the locker room is very narrow, originally for a single person, but at the moment, two people are in it, which seems to be extremely cramped.

He looked at her beautiful face, and with a thought, he lowered his head and covered her lips.

His back was pressed against the closet behind him, and his big hands wrapped around her, lifting her up.

The beautiful skirt sprinkled a white pearl on the ground, and he lifted her up a little more, and leaned up to kiss her.

She had nowhere to cling to but cling to his neck.

Obviously, to him, it was actually just a dream distance, but it seemed that it had been separated for a long time, so that they desperately wanted to prove each other's existence.

She gasped, and when she realized what he was going to do, she couldn't help waving her hand, and her voice trembled slightly: "Don't be here, Dr. Tan......"

"He's not going to come in. ”

After a long time, he let go of her contentedly, and his eyes were full of light: "Wife, you are so sweet." ”

Song Yiren's face turned red in an instant, and when he saw Gong Lingye, he only felt that the feeling had come up again.

He knew he couldn't do it again, so he let her go, straightened his suit, and took her to the mirror of the instrument.

He is tall and straight, and she is soft and delicate.

They had a tacit understanding with each other and changed their wedding dresses and suits.

It's as if it's a secret that belongs to them.

On the same day, Gong Lingye and Song Yiren flew to Nirvana City in advance with Song Ziheng.

And over there, the photographer arranged by Pei Jun was already waiting for them.

In the line of sight, the golden sand, the clear blue sky, and the magnificent ancient buildings outline a vast and magnificent landscape.

All the buildings here have a history of more than 1,000 years, and the stone pillars are engraved with ancient stories, telling the vicissitudes of reincarnation of this thousand-year-old city.

Song Yiren and Gong Ling stood in front of the ancient temple at night, step by step through the walls that condensed the wisdom of the ancients.

The photographer kept following the shot, and they didn't ask the two to make any deliberate moves, but stood at a distance to take pictures. However, every photo seems to be a well-crafted visual feast.

Until later, the sunset stained the whole sky red, and under the clouds, the broken clock still pointed in the direction of six o'clock in the evening, and the bell rang in the distance, and it came from afar.

There are thousands of floating worlds, and I love three, the sun and the moon. The sun is the morning, the moon is the twilight, and the Qing is the twilight of the morning......

That night, the two stayed at the only hotel in the ancient city.

At the same time, another charter plane had flown in, and everyone who was involved in the wedding had arrived at the hotel.

After receiving the news, Gong Lingye came to Gong Mochen's room, carrying a suit in his hand.