She finally smiled......

The golden tassel on the crown also trembled gently with her smile, and the streamer overflowed, but she did not disappear in this streamer......

He was overjoyed, and he couldn't wait for Jiang Lao to lead her to the front, walked up quickly, and said happily, "Baby...... Da"

"......" she glanced at him, can you not call him that in front of people?

When he saw the tassel, her face flew down, and between her eyebrows and eyes was shy, her heart fluttered, and she forgot her shape, and said with a smile, "What are you shy?" Lulu is still called Chen'an baby! ”

"......" Zuo Chenan was speechless, the second child is getting married today, but why does he always lie down? There was a pain in his arm, and he was choked again, but this time, it was Lulu, who was glaring at him with a coquettish face, he had to smile, this nickname was leaked, and he was not to blame......

The person had arrived, and Jiang Lao handed Ye Qinghe's hand to Xiao Yiting, "Yiting, I am really ashamed to stand in this position today, Qinghe is such an excellent girl, I have no credit for her growth, but I still hope, and I also believe that you can take good care of her, from now on, don't let her suffer a little......

Xiao Yiting solemnly held Ye Qinghe's hand and solemnly promised, "Uncle, I will!" ”

Then, Ye Qinghe felt his body light, soared into the air, and fell into his arms.

"Let's go! Brothers and sisters! The bride is here! He shouted excitedly and carried her out the door.

"Qinghe!" The group of people at the door couldn't help but call her name, and everyone was very excited.

Ye Qinghe looked at the familiar faces of these people one by one, and stretched out his hand to them in Xiao Yiting's arms: Su Su, Qiao Si, Little Uncle, Chen An, Chen An's Lulu, Wang Zhe, Fu Zhenyan, Brother Ning......

couldn't help but hug Su Suqiaosi tightly, this reunion is really like a world away......

Others, even boys, were red-eyed in this embrace that spanned life and death.

"Okay, stop crying! Don't delay the hour, let's go! We have more time to gather! Qinghe, you are too good at finding a place, I also like this place, I plan to stay for a while! You're going to welcome me! Susu broke free from her sister's arms.

Everyone got out of the way, Xiao Yiting walked out of the door with his bride in high spirits, and went straight to the dock, passing by Wu Chao Inn, of course, he didn't forget to be stunned......

Boarding the ship and setting sail, Chen'an's flute sounded melodious again, and the boat paddled through layers of waves on the water surface and sailed towards an unknown place.

Tourists on both sides of the strait stopped and stood, flashing lights, and people singing to the sound of the flute.

She really didn't know where he was going to take her, but she didn't ask, and there was no need to ask, just as she never cared when he carried her on his back, where he would carry her, where he went, where she wanted, nothing more......

The fleet shuttled between the small bridges and the water to another pier, where he carried her ashore.

Walking through the streets crowded with tourists, Chen An proposed, "The groom sings by himself!" My cheeks hurt! ”

This proposal was seconded by everyone, applauded, and unanimously asked for a song, so starting from "Wedding March", Xiao Yiting sang from "Two Tigers" to "Xiao Erlang", and then sang "Today I'm going to marry you", which made everyone laugh.

Zuo Chenan asked him, "Who is marrying whom?" ”

He replied solemnly, "I'm married to my sister!" ”

Well, the stinky shameless people don't laugh at all......

In the end, they allowed Xiao Yiting to choose a song and sing it to the bride.

He carried Ye Qinghe on his back and sang softly: Where are you going to go at the next stop, can I still accompany you again, and help you through this long night, I will carry you when you are tired, where are you going to go next......

His singing voice was soft and low, Zuo Chen'an transverse flute, accompanied by the sound of the flute, and for a while, the noisy streets fell silent for a while, sinking into the singing sound of his flute and the flute......

Ye Qinghe was lying on his back, fourteen years, flicking his fingers for a moment, what remained unchanged was the small mole on the back of his ear, and the feeling that she always wanted to touch when he carried her......

The streets are getting more familiar, is this going back to the store? Ye Qinghe was a little puzzled, but he was relieved in an instant, they were at this a foothold, where would they go if they didn't go back to the store?

However, she was wrong.

Just a few shops away from the small shop, a new teahouse was set up, which was also full of lights, hung with red silk, and the windows were also pasted with red paper cut-out window flowers, which were antique.

And Xiao Yiting carried her here.

So, this place has also become their home?