"Little thing, I didn't invite any guests today."

In the morning, Qi Muchen got up very early.

He wore a neatly ironed shirt, a diamond button, a black suit, and shiny leather shoes. Hair combed spotlessly.

Finally, pin a red flower on your suit that symbolizes the identity of the groom.

He lowered his head and kissed Su Xiaoya's soft black hair, his voice soft and hoarse.

"When you wake up, we'll do it again, and then I'll invite your father, younger brother, your senior brother and sister, and the entire Su family class. Do you think it's good? ”

Today is the wedding of the two of them, although it is solemn but silent.

He knew that Xiaowu was a lively person, but now that there were too many people, it would only cause her interference and harm.

Su Xiaoya looked at him stupidly, his eyes seemed to look into the distance through Mr. Qi.

She didn't know anything, she didn't know that Mr. Qi had specially asked someone to put the most fashionable and beautiful bridal hair on her this morning.

When he was coiling his hair, Mr. Qi hugged her the whole time.

Wait for her to put on makeup, and then let everyone leave, and then personally change her into the only one in the world, the most famous wedding dress designer in France specially designed for Mrs. Qi.

The material of the wedding dress was very soft, covered with a thin fine veil, and the skirt at the back was very long, studded with lace flowers and diamonds.

The bride's gloves and veil are also covered with finely crushed diamonds, which sparkle dazzlingly in the sun.

Luxury and beauty to the extreme.

"Mrs. Qi, you are so beautiful today."

Mr. Qi picked her up by the waist and carefully held the hem of her long, heavy skirt.

A white elongated luxury car was already waiting in front of the chalet.

The car was decorated with flowers, and apart from the driver who was driving, there was only a black-clad bodyguard with a respectful expression.

Seeing that Mr. Qi came down with the bride in his arms, he took a few steps forward and wanted to come forward to help, but Mr. Qi waved his hand.

personally very patiently hugged the skirt of more than ten meters behind Su Xiaoya layer by layer.

The lace flowers of the skirt were layered in his arms, and it looked like he was holding a bouquet of magnificent flowers and a beautiful bride surrounded by flowers.

The car quickly drove to the beach.

Su Xiaoya was like a puppet doll the whole time, letting Qi Muchen hold her hand.

The long skirt cascades down the beach, and the beach is sprinkled with gorgeous and romantic red rose petals.

When the sea breeze blew, the petals fluttered like a rain of flowers, falling on Su Xiaoya's white wedding dress.

It's simply shockingly beautiful.

On the beach stood a priest in a black robe, holding a Bible in his hand.

Seeing Mr. Qi's figure, the pastor first saluted him very respectfully, and then began to read the testimony.

"Do you want this woman to be your wife and marry her?"

"Love, protect, respect, and be faithful to her, whether poor or healthy, or for any other reason?"

A doting smile appeared on Mr. Qi's lips, and he spoke softly but firmly.

"I do."

"So, beautiful bride, would you like to ......"

But before he could finish speaking, Mr. Qi's hand was raised forcefully, gently interrupting the priest's words.

"I'll come and question her myself when she wakes up."

"Let her tell me herself."

The pastor shuddered, not daring to have any objections.

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