Shen Juncheng let go of Wen Xin, he gently patted his slightly pale little hands, stood up with the same elegance, and looked at Jian Qingchuan.

The aura emanating from the two men is extremely powerful, but one is fire and the other is ice.

Jian Qingchuan chuckled: "Juncheng, thank you for taking care of me, wife." ”

He said the word wife very seriously, like a possessive male lion, shouting to the other male lion to show his ownership of Wen Xin.

Shen Juncheng was not an ordinary person, how could he be intimidated by Jian Qingchuan's words?

He smiled slightly and gently spit out two words: "You're welcome." His tone was light and slow, but also domineering.

The two of them both had a deadly smile on their faces, but their eyes were surging with an undercurrent.

They all tried to overpower each other, but instead made Wen Xin tremble with fright.

When the time came, the pastor walked in with a Bible in his hand and a serious expression.

Seeing that there were only three people in the church, he couldn't help but feel a little curious, and then looked at the two men who were tense, and he wondered if he was in the wrong place.

He walked slowly to where the three of them were: "Excuse me, who is the groom?" ”

His words aroused Jian Qingchuan's extreme dissatisfaction.

Doesn't he look like a bridegroom? Such a stupid question still needs to be asked?

In fact, it wasn't that the pastor deliberately asked such a stupid question, it's just that Jian Qingchuan and Shen Juncheng were both dressed too gorgeously, and they wore two different styles of suits, one black and one white, but they wore the same effect.

They all look very much like today's male protagonists.

But there is always only one protagonist, and the pastor's words will cause the protagonist's dissatisfaction, which is of course the most normal.

The anger disappeared, Jian Qingchuan put on an unprecedentedly gentle expression, and knelt down on one knee in front of Wen Xin.

Holding Wen Xin's somewhat cold little hand, Jian Qingchuan asked softly, "Xin'er, do your feet still hurt?" ”

Wen Xinmu shook his head slightly, but reflexively withdrew his hand.

Jian Qingchuan quickly grabbed it, making her unable to move.

"Xin'er, you're really not well-behaved, you know?"

Jian Qingchuan's tone reverberated in the air lightly and rubbingly, and his eyes were so warm that they confused everyone's eyes, treating him as a good man who cherished his wife very much.

But the more he did it, the more he wanted to cover it up.

Because of the empty auditorium, and Wen Xin's clothes, he had already betrayed him.

However, Jian Qingchuan didn't seem to have enough fun, he grabbed Wen Xin's injured little foot and put it on his knee, kneading it gently, the action was very gentle, just like treating a baby, holding it in his hand for fear of breaking.

Wen Xin was at a loss for a while, not knowing which one Jian Qingchuan was singing.

"I'm sorry Xin'er, I shouldn't have made you angry yesterday, it was my fault, I apologize to you."

I see.

Wen Xin gasped, the doubts in her heart were solved, and she returned to normal thinking.

She applauded silently in her heart, she really wanted to ask Jian Qingchuan and ask him why he didn't want to be an actor in the first place.

Wen Xin burst out laughing.

All of Jian Qingchuan's actions are really like a husband who has made a mistake.

"Xin'er, you finally smiled, did you forgive me?"

“……”

Wen Xin ignored him, but gave him a few blank glances.

Jian Qingchuan put down her feet, got up and picked her up from the chair, and after she stood firmly, Jian Qingchuan turned to look at the pastor: "When the time comes, let's take an oath." ”

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