Xia Xiwan's slender Yu Jie trembled and was stunned.

"Mommy~" The three little milk bags in front looked at Xia Xiwan and smiled happily.

At this time, a man walked over, it was... Li Junmo.

Li Junmo is here, Lu Sijue is here, Xia Xiwan also saw Lin Shuiyao and Liu Yingluo in the audience, the closest person in her life, the person she loves the most, are here today.

Li Junmo came to Xia Xiwan's side, he stretched out his healthy arm, "Wanwan, dad will take you over, Lu Hanting is waiting for you over there, he has been waiting for you for a long time." ”

He's been waiting for you for a long time.

Xia Xiwan immediately understood what was going on, it turned out that everything today was true, this was Lu Hanting and Xia Xiwan's wedding, this was their wedding!

He didn't even tell her anything, and he tricked her into going on stage with the children.

This red carpet is for my father to walk over and put his hand in the palm of his hand.

Xia Xiwan suddenly remembered that she and him had not yet been married, and he had not given her a wedding yet.

At that time, she married him in Haicheng, and she took the wedding car alone to go to Youlan Garden.

How did you think about what kind of road it was, and where it leads?

Xia Xiwan's white eyes suddenly turned red, and her clear pupils moved down from Li Junmo's handsome face, looking at her mother, Lin Shuiyao and Aunt Yingluo.

Lin Shuiyao's eyes were also red, looking at Xia Xiwan's inquiring gaze, she nodded in her own smile.

Liu Yingluo's eyes were also red, she looked at Xia Xiwan lovingly, they were in love with the same man, Liu Yingluo had long regarded Xia Xiwan as her daughter.

Xia Xiwan's clear eyes looked ahead again, and landed on Lu Hanting's handsome face.

Lu Hanting stood there with three children waiting for her, his deep narrow eyes overflowing with pity and tenderness.

Xia Xiwan slowly hooked her red lips, she raised her little hand and grabbed Li Junmo's arm.

Li Junmo took her step by step across the red carpet and walked towards Lu Hanting.

At this moment, Louis Hill is a crystal palace, beautiful, like a fairy tale world.

This wedding of the century is full of VIPs, and now the audience is quiet, and everyone is looking at the bride tonight.

Dangdang Dang Dang, the "Wedding March" came to my ears, and everything was just right.

Lu Hanting stood in the middle of 10,000 people and looked at Xia Xijuan who was walking towards him, his eyes were tightly locked on Xia Xiwan's body, she was wearing the fiery red wedding dress, her skin was as white as mutton fat, and her slender waist was tied, stunning and rippling, like a fairy falling from the sky, gently falling on the tip of his heart.

Lu Hanting remembered that Haicheng met for the first time on the train that day, when she had just turned 19 years old, her facial features had not fully grown, far less than her current delicate appearance.

In the blink of an eye, she went from the girl who made his heart flutter to his woman, the mother of his children.

Trekking through mountains and rivers, not far away, she came to his side step by step.

Today, she dressed him in a wedding dress, and today, she tied his hair.

In this scene, her beautiful appearance was forever engraved into his heart.

Lu Hanting pulled out his long legs, walked towards her, and stopped in front of her with a steady and sonorous pace.

Xia Xiwan also stopped.

Li Junmo stretched out his hand and handed Xia Xiwan's soft little hand to Lu Hanting, "Lu family boy, I didn't expect that in the end, you took my family's Wanwan away with potted flowers, and you didn't have any requirements for you, for the rest of your life, love her well." ”