Song Yiyi felt that the luckiest thing in her life was that she met Bai Nuan after meeting Tang Yimian.

In her eyes, Bai Nuan is a very magical person.

It's really a feeling of being omnipotent.

Like a god.

Song Yiyi felt that her life was saved by Bai Nuan.

Ever since she woke up, Tang Yimian had been by her side, never leaving her.

Song Yiyi couldn't cry or laugh, and felt that there was nothing wrong with her, but Tang Yimian didn't listen and relied on her.

"Yiyi, come here." Tang Yimian held a coat and looked at her disapprovingly.

Song Yiyi is building a snowman outside.

They had a warm wedding, and they were beautiful and happy.

"It's not cold." Song Yiyi ran over and threw herself into her arms, and Tang Yimian gently dressed people in their coats.

"Xue Hou, we're going abroad in two days, I have something to do with you." Tang Yimian sorted out her clothes and led the person inside.

Song Yiyi opened a pair of watery eyes, looked at Tang Yimian beside her, and chuckled: "Mianmian, are you going to get a marriage certificate?" ”

She knew that she had peeked at her a few days ago, and her sleep said that she wanted to marry her.

"Well, we need to have a marriage license." Tang Yimian smiled, his eyes gentle.

When Nuan Nuan got married, she saw it, her Yiyi was peeking at Nuan Nuan wearing a wedding dress, and the envy in her eyes was revealed.

This wedding, they should also do it.

"Uh-huh~" Song Yiyi's eyes glistened with tears.

She's been looking forward to a wedding for a long, long time.

Song Yiyi smiled happily.

I got up in the middle of the night to go to the toilet in the next room, locked the door, and threw up while propping up. Kanshu.com

At the end of the vomit, a little bit of blood red fell on the sink.

Song Yiyi looked at the blood clot expressionlessly, pursed her lips and washed it away, rinsed her mouth, took out a bottle of medicine without a label from her bag, and swallowed two pills.

When I went back to my room, I took a sip of water.

Tang Yimian asked her where she had gone in a daze, so she lifted the quilt and got into her arms, and smiled: "Go to the toilet, drink saliva by the way, and sleep." ”

Tang Yimian didn't pay much attention to it, and continued to sleep with his arms around her.

Song Yiyi looked at her sleeping, the corners of her lips raised slightly, and kissed her gently.

Sleep, our wedding, will be good.

Within two days, Song Yiyi and Tang Yimian went abroad.

The marriage certificate process took them almost a week.

They also stayed there for more than a week, during which time the two of them were playing around and being as happy as gods.

Song Yiyi always pulled Tang Yimian to take pictures, all kinds of photos.

Sometimes the shooting is full, and I change it again, and I change it and shoot it again.

"Yiyi, you don't have to take so many photos, and you can't put so many photos at home."

Song Yiyi stuck out her tongue and put the hand holding the camera behind her back, very playful: "I don't, girls take pictures, they always have to choose the best look, I haven't taken enough of them~"

Tang Yimian dotes on her very much, almost she is a coquette, anything.

This time was no exception, and the two of them filmed a lot of places.

Until the day I got my marriage certificate.

After Song Yiyi saw the marriage certificate, she cried.

hugged Tang Yimian and cried loudly, like a child who was robbed of candy when he was a child.

Tang Yimian hugged her and kept coaxing.

It wasn't until she cried for half an hour that Song Yiyi stopped sobbing, snorted with a pair of rabbit-like eyes, and sniffed: "Don't laugh at me, I'll clean it up." ”