Ji Chunyi's brain immediately jumped out of the hideous appearance of Song Prison's head, but he still handed his hand over tremblingly, and put a pair of soft and boneless little hands in his hands, although Song Xian's face did not show it, but there was a trace of looseness in his heart.

At least she was willing!

As soon as the auspicious time arrives, the newlyweds are going to worship and get married, the two are holding the red satin, Song Xian squinted his eyes and stared at the petite woman in front of him, secretly thinking about what the appearance under the hijab would be?

Ugly? Or is it average-looking? In Song Xian's conjecture, the two began to salute with the shouting.

"Worship Heaven and Earth"

"Two Worship Halls"

"Husband and wife worship each other"

"Rite over!"

It was the master in the government office in the city who shouted, and presiding over this wedding banquet really gave Song Xian enough face.

After this worship, they became relatives, and the two of them can be regarded as a legitimate couple, Song Xian watched the bride being helped out by the maid, and then walked to the side of the wine table to drink.

The fiancée eloped, a man must have anger in his heart, and Song Xian is no exception, it can be seen that the petite figure just now, the anger in his heart seems to have disappeared a lot.

As soon as the bride was helped in, someone in the banquet wondered: "This Liu family's daughter is not so petite?" ”

The other person immediately said: "I heard that the bride is not the daughter of the Liu family at all, but the little lady who was kidnapped halfway, alas! Evil! ”

A long sigh stunned many people, and even the wine in the master's hand was half a glass, although Song Po's eyes were blind, her ears were smarter than others, and the smile on her face fell.

The people present dared to salute Song Xian's wine, and Song Xian left the dining table after eating and drinking, and walked in the direction of the new house.

Ji Chunyi sat on the bed of the people, and only breathed a sigh of relief after everyone dispersed, and his stomach was hungry, and at this moment the door was pushed open, and he thought it was Aunt Mei, and immediately shouted.

"Aunt Mei, I'm a little hungry, can you help me bring a bowl of noodles from the kitchen."

Song Xian hurriedly pushed the door in, and then heard this soft and glutinous sound, Song Xian felt a tingling in his chest, reached out and rubbed his chest, although it felt weird, but the person retreated.

Song Xian, who was standing outside the door, looked at the red silk swaying in the wind on the eaves, since he Song Xian married someone back, then it was his Song Xian's wife, and he had nothing to do with the surname Ma.

That lady is even more hungry!

When Song Xian arrived at the kitchen, he found that the kitchen was empty, and Song Xian remembered that the food for this wedding banquet was called from Chunmanlou, and Song Xian, who had no choice, had to do it himself.

After cooking, Song Xian frowned and looked at the bowl of white noodles in front of him, this bowl of noodles was not delicious, thinking that the little lady was still hungry, so she could only settle for it.

Ji Chunyi was sitting on the marriage bed regretfully, and when the door was closed, Ji Chun Ni realized that the person who came was not Aunt Mei, Aunt Mei's footsteps were not so heavy, if you guessed correctly, it should be Song Xian herself, thinking of Song Xian, Ji Chunyi's whole heart was hanging, and I didn't know if the choice in front of me was correct.

Suddenly, there was a creak, the door was pushed open again, Song Xian put the noodles on the tea table, and sat aside to drink tea to relieve his alcohol.

Song Xian remembered in a trance that he didn't know what the name of the bride was.

"What are you calling?"

After hearing the male voice, Ji Chunyi nervously pulled his cuffs, and the person who asked the question must be Song Prison Head, although he was afraid, he still answered obediently.

"Spring."

Song Xian rubbed the cup with one hand, this name didn't have much impression in his mind, seeing that Chunyi didn't get up and came over to eat noodles for a long time, secretly wondering if this little girl didn't look down on herself, or did she have a grudge against her own practices?

"Hijab...... The hijab needs to be lifted. ”

Ji Chun said that the other party had not said anything for a long time, and he didn't know what the other party was thinking, but he vaguely smelled a fragrance, and he was slightly surprised in his heart.

The voice of the mouth was so small that he couldn't hear the spring himself, but Song Xian listened to it cordially, and immediately came to his senses, with a trace of excitement that he didn't even notice, stepped forward and slowly lifted the red hijab.