The two made a vow of lifelong love under the witness of everyone, and when the master of ceremonies shouted out the ceremony, the groom could kiss the bride, Song Tianmo chuckled and gently hugged Ling Fei into his arms without hesitation.

"You're finally mine!" Song Tianmo's eyes burned as he looked at Ling Fei and muttered in a low voice.

Ling Fei curled her red lips and smiled brightly at him.

"You're mine too!"

"Dear!"

"Kiss!"

Unexpectedly, Song Shao, who is usually cold, took the initiative to hold the bride in his arms, and the audience instantly became a sensation, and the guests laughed and coaxed.

In the midst of the commotion, Song Tianmo lowered his head slightly, and his thin lips were lightly printed with Ling Fei's red lips, and he left with a slight touch.

"Hey, this doesn't count, this doesn't count!"

"Gotta get a long French kiss!"

There are many people in the audience, and if they never dare to say it on weekdays, taking advantage of the fact that today is Song Shao's big day, and seeing Song Shao's pleasant face, everyone began to advance late.

Song Tianmo was not prepared to fulfill their wishes.

No one knows better than Song Tianmo how beautiful and seductive Ling Fei looked after being kissed by him, he was not ready to let others see Ling Fei's moving style.

And when Ling Fei began to throw the bouquet, the atmosphere reached another climax again.

Those who have not yet married, especially those who have not yet found a suitable boyfriend, want to take the opportunity to dip in the joy of today's bride.

Today's wedding is extraordinarily extravagant, and it is the dream of girls to have such a wedding.

Ling Fei's smiling apricot eyes swept over the faces of everyone in the audience, and then she turned her back and pushed the bouquet towards the audience.

When she looked back again, she unexpectedly found that it was Luo Xiaojing who received the bouquet.

Ling Fei's eyes lit up.

Luo Xiaojing's expression was still a little stunned.

Looking at the bouquet in his hand, he looked up at Ling Fei again.

Soon she was surrounded by a lot of friends, and Ling Fei couldn't help but quietly look sideways at Xiao Ji.

Xiao Ji was looking in Luo Xiaojing's direction, but Xiao Ji was facing Ling Fei's direction, and Ling Fei couldn't see the look on his face clearly.

After the wedding ceremony, all the guests were seated for dinner.

Bishui Mansion prepared the most luxurious wedding banquet for everyone, and Ling Fei returned to the dressing room surrounded by all the bridesmaids and changed her clothes again.

It is a festive red cheongsam.

Song Tianmo specially invited world-class masters to tailor it for Ling Fei, the colors are bright and festive, and the style is classical and elegant.

In addition to the ring, the jewelry on her body was also changed again, just to match the clothes on her body, and she also wore a bracelet given to her by Song Tianmo on her wrist.

Song Tianmo is still wearing the white suit, handsome and handsome.

The toast begins at the main table.

There sat her father, Old Man Song, and some elders of the Song family and the Pei family.

Mr. Song came to City C yesterday. Also coming with Song Tianmo's aunt.

And Uncle Song Ziqiao couldn't get out of his body because of official business, so he didn't come to the wedding scene, but he had personally called Ling Fei and Song Tianmo yesterday to bless him.

After not seeing each other for a few months, Old Man Song saw that Ling Fei was very pleasant, but he was a little unhappy with his grandson Song Tianmo, and seemed to be not very satisfied with Song Tianmo's wedding held in City C, and did not go back to the capital.

Because there were too many guests, Song Tianmo was afraid that Ling Fei would be hungry, so he opened a small stove for her from time to time between toasts, and he was eating and resting, Ling Fei was afraid that the guests would wait for a long time, so he was a little embarrassed, but Song Tianmo was there, and he didn't care at all.