"How are the kids getting ready?"

Song Meilun pushed open the door and walked in, and just as she spoke, the two children who were sitting obediently inside and asked the makeup artist to dress up turned their heads together: "We're all right!" ”

With that, they jumped down from their seats and ran towards Song Meilun in unison.

Mu Lingchen is not bad, after all, he is a little older, and last time Mu Zhuoyao invited him to come back with an etiquette teacher, he still knows a little politeness. So after he ran in front of Song Meilun, he stopped directly, but the excitement on his face could still be seen at a glance.

He Xiyue, who was a little younger, was not so sensible, and Song Meilun usually doted on her very much, but now when she saw the latter coming, she didn't stop at all, and threw herself into Song Meilun's arms.

Her eyes were shining, she looked up at Song Meilun, and even her voice had a crisp smile: "Mom, look, Brother Ling Ling and I are not dressed up beautifully today?" ”

Song Meilun deliberately turned her eyes around her and Mu Lingchen twice, indicating that she was really observing carefully, and then she gave a thumbs up and praised: "Beautiful, of course beautiful!" But Xiyue, pretty is not a word to describe a boy! ”

"Of course I know, I'm going to praise my handsomeness!"

He Xiyue crossed his waist with both hands, "Brother Ling Ling is very handsome today!" ”

Mu Lingchen, who was suddenly praised, suddenly turned red, and he opened his eyes embarrassedly, not knowing where he should look now. Song Meilun couldn't help laughing when she saw him so shy, her heart really deserved to be Jingjing's child, and both mother and son were both easily shy personalities.

One big and two small frolicked in the room for a while, and Song Meilun estimated that Yan Huaiqing's side should be ready, so she took Mu Lingchen and He Xiyue towards that side.

In fact, what makeup can two children wear? At most, they change their clothes and have the makeup artists take their lipstick and draw a red dot on their foreheads to draw a small flower, just like the kindergarten children sing and dance. The only difference is that there are two less festive blushes on either side of the cheeks.

But whether it is Mu Lingchen or He Xiyue, after all, the genes of the parents are there, and the two children seem to be born with exquisite beauty. Even if you really wear those two blushes, it is estimated that it will only attract people like Fu dolls.

When Yan Huaiqing saw these two delicate children, of course, he couldn't help but praise them again. Even Twilight Rain couldn't help but touch Mu Lingchen's head, only thinking that he was very cute.

The cheerful atmosphere in the room quickly dissipated. Because the guests outside have almost arrived, the official start of the wedding is about to arrive.

As little flower girls, Mu Lingchen and He Xiyue of course had to go over to get the flower basket in advance, so after reluctantly saying goodbye to a few adults, they followed Xiao Li who showed them the way.

As the elder who gave Yan Huaiqing to marry, and Song Meilun was the bridesmaid of Yan Huaiqing, of course, there is nothing for them outside for the time being, and the two only need to accompany Yan Huaiqing in the room.

They all knew that Yan Huaiqing had a sudden fear of marriage before, and they also knew that this symptom was not easy to get better, so they deliberately found some topics to talk about and laugh, trying to use this method to make the latter relax a little.

The wedding process went smoothly, especially when Yan Huaiqing appeared on the other side wearing a snow-white wedding dress and holding a bouquet of delicate roses, the guests on both sides couldn't help but marvel at her beauty.

It is said that the most beautiful time for a woman is when she wears a wedding dress to marry the person she loves the most. This sentence is obviously not wrong at all.

When Twilight Yu put Yan Huaiqing's hand into Mu Zhuoyao's hand as an elder, the smile full of happiness on the latter's face seemed to be able to infect the people around her, so that the guests on both sides couldn't help but applaud her.

There is no church on this private island, so weddings are held in the open air. When Mu Lingchen and He Xiyue scattered the petals in the small basket into the sky, occasionally a breeze came out, blowing the fragrance on the petals that had not yet dissipated into the noses of everyone present, as if they were asking about the sweet smell of happiness.

The master of ceremonies stood beside the two holding hands in a blue suit, and said the oath in a slightly passionate tone. Of course, Mu Zhuoyao replied without hesitation. When he spoke, he had a gentle smile on his face, and his eyes looked at Yan Huaiqing for a moment, as if he was looking at the most precious thing in his heart.

But when the two of them stood so close, he could clearly feel that Yan Huaiqing's breathing seemed to become a little rapid, his body was a little tight, and even the hand in his palm subconsciously wanted to clench into a fist.

Mu Zhuoyao immediately guessed that she was suffering from marriage phobia, she became nervous and anxious, and it was very likely that she would want to escape from here in the next moment.

Feeling that Yan Huaiqing was trembling slightly, the hand he was holding with her squeezed harder, as if telling her to rest assured that he was here.

Feeling the force coming from her hand, Yan Huaiqing subconsciously turned her head to look at him, but she didn't expect to be sucked into the eyes that reflected her appearance. The feeling of oppression in her heart has not dissipated, but she seems to be bewitched by him, and under the inexplicable pressure in her heart, she opened her mouth, and when the emcee handed the microphone to her mouth, she said "I do".

The oath of the two sides ended, and I don't know if it was because of the sentence "I do" that finally came out, and in the next link of exchanging rings, Yan Huaiqing was finally not as nervous as he was just now, and put the ring on Mu Zhuoyao's hand very smoothly.

Probably because the atmosphere is really good, many people have become bolder. I don't know who took the lead, but actually coaxed the groom to kiss the bride.

Mu Zhuoyao was in a good mood, not only did he not care about that person, but after hearing the coaxing words, he really lowered his head and kissed Yan Huaiqing's lips, and the scene was full of cheers and applause.

Until the end of the wedding, after returning to the wedding room, Yan Huaiqing still failed to come back to his senses.

Even though the priceless wedding dress was still on her body, even if the cold ring was still on the ring finger of her left hand, she still felt like she was dreaming today.

She sat on the marriage bed, staring at the shiny ring on her hand in a trance. I don't know what she was thinking, but after being stunned for a while, I couldn't help but mutter: "It's incredible...... How did I marry myself off so quickly? ”