The day still came.

From the sophistication of the invitation, it can be seen that Song Qinghao fulfilled his promise, and he was very good to Xia Yuxun.

Mu Nianxun didn't know when he got into the habit of drinking, he always didn't want to be sober when he was alone, and what people didn't want to face was always the truth, even if he knew that it was useless to escape.

The next day, he put on his cherished white shirt and wore a haute couture suit, and even if it was her wedding with someone else, he was meticulously dressed.

Song Qinghao invited many media and business partners to witness his happiness with Xia Yuxun, and the wedding was held in the Song family's hotel, with the first floor being the venue for the wedding and the second floor being a lounge for the guests to rest. A dreamy purple covered the entire wedding scene, the aisle connecting the stage was lined with two rows of lavender and white roses interspersed in straight lines, and the lights in the hotel lobby were replaced by a gentle purple, and the irregularly placed small lamps formed small purple stars that spread throughout the scene.

At half past four in the afternoon, Song Qinghao and Xia Yuxun came to the door of the hotel sitting in Pagani, which was decorated with red silk and roses. The eyes of the guests were attracted by the two of them, Song Qinghao was wearing a black haute couture tuxedo dress, combing his neat back, revealing a delicate forehead, and the corners of his mouth always had a sincere smile. Xia Yuxun wore a soft white veil, a few restless strands of broken hair in front of her delicate braided hair, her dress was a bandeau style, and the sparkling diamonds sparkled on the wedding dress.

Song Qinghao looked at Xia Yuxun beside him dotingly, and said that married women are the most beautiful, but how can he think that she is more beautiful than all the women in the world? Among the guests, the moment Mu Nianxun saw Xia Yuxun, his heartbeat beat uncontrollably and rapidly, and his eyes firmly locked on her who was so beautiful that he was suffocating. He looked at Xia Yuxun stupidly, and she also noticed his gaze, but at the moment when the two of them met, she turned her head to the man next to her, and smiled at him, no longer looking at herself.

Mu Nianxun smiled bitterly, she should still blame him, and it is reasonable that she doesn't want to see him!

Song Qinghao saw Xia Yuxun smiling at him, his smile became deeper, in front of them were Chen Xiao, the officiant who led the way, and the witnesses, the bridesmaids and groomsmen escorted on both sides, the bridesmaids were Ming Nuo who put down all the itinerary and rushed to Song Jingjing, and the relatives and friends walked behind them, and the group of relatives and friends was Song's father and Song mother, Zhao Enhui and Wang Jin......

The wedding was officially held at five o'clock in the afternoon, Xia Yuxun had no father, Zhou Qinmin also died, Chen Xiao was the main marriage, and she was unwilling to let Wang Jin lead her to Song Qinghao.

When she was in distress, Mu Nianxun stepped forward and stood beside her with her arms bent. endured the torment in his heart and said with a smile: "Let me take you to find your happiness!" ”

"......" Xia Yuxun raised his head to look at Mu Nianxun's indifferent face, holding back the tears in his eyes, but he didn't mean to stretch out his hand.

"Let me take you there, it won't be good if you miss the auspicious time later." Mu Nianxun pretended to be light and breezy, the peach blossoms in the peach blossom eyes had already bloomed, and it was raining, leaving only a sad look in his eyes.

"You rely on ......", since you have decided to look away, don't be influenced by him anymore. Thinking of this, she gently took his arm and took a deep breath: "Let's go!" ”

was pulled by Mu Nianxun towards Song Qinghao, and the road seemed to have been stretched a lot. With him, I always feel that the world is quiet, but the feeling of heartache at this moment has also been magnified many times, she never thought that she would come to this point with Mu Nianxun, it is really a creation and a trick! She lowered her head, afraid that others would see the loss on her face, and afraid that Song Qinghao would see the tears rolling in her eyes.

I don't know how long it took, she felt the temperature coming from the palm of Mu Nianxun's hand, and when she raised her head, Mu Nianxun had already handed her over to Song Qinghao's hand.

He...... actually left like this, completely drew a line with her, what else did she want?

She numbly accepted Song Qinghao to put on her wedding ring, and helped him put it on without any care, if it weren't for the quiet atmosphere at the scene, she wouldn't have found out how trembling her sentence I was willing to say.

Licheng, Xia Yuxun kissed Song Qinghao's lips, and the moment she closed her eyes, tears crossed her cheeks and flowed into her mouth, she tasted the salty taste, and Song Qinghao also tasted it. He thought he was generous enough, he knew that Xia Yuxun didn't love him now, but he was still distressed.

Mu Nianxun looked at this dazzling scene, drank glass after glass of champagne and red wine, but refused to leave first.

Since then, the girl he loves has become someone else's wife, and he is unwilling but powerless.

Song Qinghao announced to the world that Xia Yuxun was his wife, and Chen Xiao, as the main marriage, was also very pleased.

……

After the wedding, Mu Nianxun was so drunk that he asked Mu Nanjin to help him guard against Zhang Yundi. What is this delirium? Obviously pretending to be confused, Mu Nanjin had no choice but to take him to the hotel and settle him down before returning home. Mu Nanjin is lucky! At least he has not experienced the pain of personally delivering a beloved to someone else.

Mu Nianxun in the hotel opened his eyes and sat up after Mu Nanjin left, and he wanted to be confused when he was uncomfortable, so he wanted to get drunk regardless of life or death, but he found that he was thinking of that person, and he couldn't get drunk. Her tears were like three feet of white silk, tightly wrapped around his heart, making him suffocate in pain. He couldn't do it...... Can't get away from her.

The vision of a wedding is beautiful, and it is an important moment in life. But only those who have been married know how tired it is to get married once, Song Qinghao can't resist round after round of toasting, and if he drinks like this, he will not only be unbearable, but also lose consciousness, he is afraid that he will do something to Xia Yuxun if he can't control it. simply staggered and began to pretend to be drunk. After the wedding, he was carried back to the western suburbs villa.

After everyone left, only Song Qinghao who fell on the sofa and Xia Yuxun who was standing on the side were helpless. Xia Yuxun went home early, so he changed into comfortable clothes. But Song Qinghao was still wearing a tuxedo, lying on the sofa with a tired face and closing his eyes.

"Qinghao?" Xia Yuxun tried to wake him up, but saw that he didn't move before walking to his side.

Xia Yuxun walked up to him and squatted down, his white hands reached for his collar, and began to untie his bow tie. Song Qinghao's Adam's apple moved, and he pressed his restless hands in front of his neck, and opened his eyes to stare at her.

"What's wrong?" Xia Yuxun felt his hot gaze and couldn't help but feel a little nervous.

"Xun Xun ......" Song Qinghao said with some uncertainty, in his subconscious, it was impossible for Xia Yuxun to stay by his side, or in this kind of dead of night. Even if Xia Yuxun lived with him in the Song family for so long, he never felt that Xia Yuxun belonged to him for a moment.

"Huh?"

"What do you want to do to me?" Dreaming? She was so gentle and squatted in front of him, since it was a dream, just be bold!

"You're drunk, I'll help you undress."

"Huh? Help me undress? Are you trying to sleep with me? Song Qinghao's eyes were a little confused, coupled with the haze of drunkenness, which made his whole person exude a sexy atmosphere.

"I, I, I just want to take care of you and rest." As he spoke, Xia Yuxun's face was already red, and he wanted to break free from Song Qinghao's imprisoned hand, but he grabbed it and put it on his chest: "That my hand didn't mean to ......"

"You didn't mean it, I did it on purpose." Song Qinghao laughed wickedly: "From now on, you will be my wife." ”

"Si, Si ......" Xia Yuxun still didn't say what he wanted to say, staring at him awkwardly and speechless for a while.

"Do you want to call me Sven scum again?" Song Qinghao grabbed her wrist, and with a little effort, he took Xia Yuxun's whole person into his arms, turned over and pressed her under him, his elbows were pillowed on the sofa, and the palms of his hands dragged the back of her head, the tips of the noses of the two people were opposite, Song Qinghao smiled at the corner of his mouth, and his eyes flashed with vague lust: "Wife, the spring night is short, I want to sleep." He didn't know what was wrong with him, and there was always a voice in his head shouting: Eat her, eat her, and she will belong to you.

The heat of her breath mixed with the aroma of wine hit her face, causing her to tremble slightly, and she couldn't help but stutter when she spoke: "You, you, you, aren't you drunk?" At this time, Xia Yuxun's face was already red like a big tomato, and he hurriedly pressed his upper hand against his chest.

"The spring night is short, I want to sleep." Song Qinghao didn't respond to her question, just repeated his words with a smile.

It was the first time Xia Yuxun saw such a demonic Song Qinghao, and she was more shocked and uneasy. Although she knew that there would be a day when she decided to marry him, she was not ready until this day came: "You, you get up first, and I will help you go to sleep." ”

"What's the point of sleeping, doesn't my wife want to sleep with me?" After Song Qinghao finished speaking, he lowered his head and pecked her on the lips, teasing her, pretending to be aggrieved: "Isn't my charm great?" Would you rather sleep than sleep with me? ”

"Uh, you get up first." Xia Yuxun was a little helpless, she couldn't parry such an explicit Song Qinghao, when she was with the little intellectual retarded before, she didn't seem to encounter such a problem, every time it was in moderation, and the point was up.

"Nope." Song Qinghao is rare to be stubborn once.

"Y-you're too heavy." Xia Yuxun admits that this excuse is lame, but she doesn't know how to refuse him.

Song Qinghao sat up obediently and said with a smile: "I want my wife to help me undress." ”

"Okay."

Song Qinghao's gaze was always on her face, and there was a deep joy in her eyes.

It wasn't until he helped him clean up that Xia Yuxun led him into the bedroom one after the other. Before she reached the bed, she was hugged by Song Qinghao's back, she opened her mouth to say something, but he straightened her body, and the black shadow covered her face, and then Song Qinghao closed her eyes and began to kiss her lips, throwing her down on the wide bed. Thin kisses from her lips, her chin, her neck, and stray to her collarbones.

Unlike Song Qinghao's forgetfulness, Xia Yuxun wanted to push it away, but after thinking about it, he still compromised, and did not respond or refuse.