As soon as the second half of the sentence came out, the people in the room almost burst into tears, and they were bombarded by Lu Yaocheng's ultimate love words and surrendered, and before the people outside the door asked to open the door, someone had already opened the door.

However, they have not completely "betrayed" Wen Lu, and they still symbolically left the last barrier - to sign a letter of commitment:

Recognizance:

I assure my dear wife:

1. The wife is always right.

2. If not, I must be thinking wrong.

3. If I'm not wrong, I must have heard it wrong.

4. If 2 and 3 do not match, then Article 1 shall be observed.

I pledge to:

All Inclusive Housework (including Massage for Wife)

Full payment of income (including illegal)

Eat all leftovers (including spoiled ones)

Listen to all the words of my wife (including the wrong)

Shoppi

G full escort (including men's stops)

Pledgee:

The last column is empty, just waiting for Lu Yaocheng's signature to take effect.

Lu Yaocheng quickly swept it up. This kind of pediatric stuff has no contractual effect at all. But before he could put pen to paper, his hand paused.

Everyone stared at his pen hand in unison, and their eyes seemed to be full of doubts and doubts at the second he paused.

"Hahaha, this contract is so interesting," Qi Yilin, who was behind Lu Yaocheng, put his hand on Lu Yaocheng's shoulder, "I didn't have so many rules when I got married, you can ask for more blessings." Illegal income ...... Hahaha......"

Dai Chengxiu, who couldn't stop laughing, could hardly imagine the meaning of illegal income at the moment.

Why don't you let Lu Yaocheng kill people and cross the goods?

Lu Yaocheng smiled lightly, "Does Lulu want me to evade taxes?" After all, that's all I can think of in my illegal income. ”

Gorgeously and skillfully signed his name, a joke pushed the relaxed and joyful atmosphere to **.

Everyone was not suspicious of Lu Yaocheng's hesitation a second ago.

Separated by a mountain of people, Wen Lu took Lu Yaocheng's unusual into his eyes.

He's not a joker.

"Look at the bride's expectant eyes, you have to see through the groom, everyone let go," someone ridiculed Wen Lu, urging everyone to make way for Lu Yaocheng.

The mountains on both sides naturally separated, and Lu Yaocheng appeared in a chic and handsome manner.

He doesn't look used to wearing glasses, but today he is particularly handsome.

On weekdays, he is a gentleman and elegant, with a gentle personality and an excellent temper.

Today, he is wearing an iron-gray suit, and his eye sockets are getting deeper and deeper when he takes off his glasses, a little more deep and obscure.

Her husband, Lu Yaocheng, is undoubtedly the pride of the sky, and he is the perfect pride of the sky.

Riding the crook of his arm and walking on the red carpet decorated with pink roses, Wenlu still felt like in a dream. I couldn't help but look up at the side face of the person beside me, and it was still impeccable.

He is not a resolute muscular man, nor is he a weak white-faced scholar, he is like the royal nobles of ancient times, and you pay far more attention to temperament than their appearance.

Her husband was extremely gentle in the months he had been chasing her, and he never did what she was not happy with, nor did he force her to do. Even the dignified and generous self on weekdays, under Lu Yaocheng's extreme gentleness, he unconsciously wanted to make a little temper.

After all, he's really too good.

The master of ceremonies of the wedding conducted the process in an orderly manner, and the humorous hosting style drove the atmosphere of the audience, which was sweet and romantic.

Recalling the sweetness of love in the past, looking forward to the coming of happiness in the future, there are still tears under the routine.

Wedding for every newlywed, is sacred, romantic, beautiful and classic, with the sacred wedding march played, the handsome groom and the beautiful bride in the applause and blessings, slowly walked on the red carpet, that is the moment of great attention, that is the dream of the moment, that is the moment of condensing love, that is the most exciting moment, together in the most wonderful atmosphere in the world.

Wen Lu's tears were low, and she was made to tears by the emcee's few routine words.

Lu Yaocheng knelt in her ear, whispered comfort, raised his hand and gently wiped away the tears from the corners of her eyes, "Lulu, don't cry." I didn't marry you to shed tears. ”

"Well," she nodded happily and contentedly, "I just, just too happy." ”

The eyes with tears were slightly shy, and he didn't dare to look into his eyes, his eyes swept to Lu Yaocheng's chest pocket and let go. The square handkerchief, which was originally neatly folded and should have only one corner exposed, was a little messy and piled up in the pocket.

Isn't Lu Yaocheng too excited? Lu Yaocheng, who has always done things in an orderly manner, has such careless times. She subconsciously went to help Lu Yaocheng tidy up, and the moment she stretched out her hand, Lu Yaocheng clamped Wen Lu's wrist defensively.

Wen Lu raised her head and looked at Lu Yaocheng with some shock.

Lu Yaocheng's face was no longer smiling just now, but a little gloomy.

"I'm sorry," Lu Yaocheng quickly let go of Wen Lu's hand and changed his face instead, "It's all red, does it hurt?" ”

Wen Lu shook her head, "Your square handkerchief was not sorted out, Xu Ke didn't see it before?" I'll help you sort it out. She naturally raised her hand to help him tidy up, and her mind was all poured into this sweet and wonderful atmosphere, and at this moment she deeply realized the happiness of being a wife. And the aura of Lu Yaocheng lingering around her body instantly made her extremely relieved.

From now on, this man who is deeply rooted in her heart will become her husband, the other half of her life, and the person next to her when she sleeps.

"You're too busy, don't worry, I'll be here in the future, and I won't let you have this kind of embarrassing moment again," she stubbornly declared with a little pride that she was extremely important to him, with a sense that no one else could match. After tidying up, "Look, how good I can help you sort out your unintentional mistakes." Others will definitely praise Mr. Lu for being so happy and having such a beautiful and capable wife. ”

Lu Yaocheng was attracted by her rich and sweet and warm expression throughout the whole process, her smart and loving eyes were full of coquettishness, and her movements were light, through the heavy suit, the slightest bit hit his heart, not heavy or light, but painful and itchy.

"Thank you, Lulu," Lu Yaocheng lowered his head and whispered in her ear, a soft and light kiss like a feather fell on Wen Lu's forehead, and he raised his arm to naturally hug her into his arms.

Beautiful voice, gentle and affectionate embrace, Wen Lu felt unreal, she looked up to find out, but was framed by Lu Yaocheng's bright and clear eyes full of affection, and her soul couldn't move.

"Do you think I'm the angel who saved you?" She was afraid that this ambiguous and sweet atmosphere would make her blush and her heart beat breathlessly, so she playfully hurried to alleviate all this.

If you are someone else, you may break your success in a second, but Lu Yaocheng is different, he is always so indifferent and gentle, and very tolerant.

The master of ceremonies announces that the couple faces relatives and friends and accepts the blessings of their elders.

When he turned around, Wen Lu faintly floated by his side, "Thank you for being my wife." ”

She followed the source of the sound, and the person next to her had already stood straight, and her eyes also intersected with Qi Yilin, who was holding a wine glass and signaling to him in the audience.

That's the language that belongs to men.

Others don't understand Lu Yaocheng, but Qi Yilin does. As many sons and gentlemen in the eyes of others, they have the same disease and sympathy, but Lu Yaocheng is even more pitiful in Qi Yilin's eyes, it seems that Lu Yaocheng, who was immersed in his own world after being stunned many times on stage just now, lost himself.

Could it be that people like them will also move the so-called true feelings? Amusing! No, it should be pathetic.

He turned to refresh the waiter's wine, but collided with another hurried figure.

"Mr. Qi, I'm sorry," he simply gasped and stood aside respectfully to apologize.

"You're in such a hurry—Lu Yaocheng is still busy with work today?" Today is the day of his wedding, and the news of the circle of friends has already spread, but Lu Yaocheng did not choose to hold a wedding with great fanfare, so that many people who want to borrow flowers to offer Buddha squeeze their heads and get an invitation.

"No, a friend of Mr. Lu came before, and Mr. Lu instructed me to send it," simple and still respectful.

Qi Yilin took the wine glass that the waiter had changed, played with the golden liquid in the glass, and asked half-jokingly, "Friend?" Male or female? ”

Xu Ke looked up in shock.

"Needless to say, I also know," Qi Yilin looked back at the pair of beautiful people on the stage, and hooked his lips slightly, "Simple, who do you think is more appropriate to describe the idiom of cocooning and self-restraint?" ”

"I ...... I don't understand," replied simply.

"Then I've always heard of 'stealing chickens doesn't make rice', right?" Qi Yilin said.

"This ......" simple forehead sweat profuse, more and more panicked.

"The authorities are confused," Qi Yilin whispered to himself, shook his head helplessly, and gently sipped a glass ......of Chinese wine, forgetting the simple existence and immersed in his own thoughts.

At the entrance of the ceremonial hall, a leisurely figure wanted to enter quietly, but her appearance and temperament were excellent, which attracted the attention of those present who were not familiar with her.

She is beautiful, extremely weak and beautiful, comparable to Daiyu, weak willow and wind.

"Miss Yu?" Simplicity is also attracted.

After all, Yu Jinhuan, as Lu Yaocheng's sister, and she has never been in contact with the Lu family, appears at this time, which is bound to attract a lot of criticism.

"Damn, Yu Jinhuan, a woman who loves to lie," Qi Yilin put down the wine glass in his hand, his eyes locked tightly on the woman who appeared in front of him, and his eyes gradually condensed into a slit, with a ruthlessness.

An unquenchable anger in his heart forced him to move forward step by step, his pace increasing as the distance shortened. It wasn't until they were still a few meters away that his heart suddenly began to beat wildly, and his breathing gradually increased. This...... It must be the result of anger. Yes, it's anger.

At this distance, he could clearly see the polite smile on the corner of her mouth, although it was not for him.

He stood still, a little afraid that she would see him as soon as she turned her head.

He turned around angrily and left without hesitation.

Seeing Qi Yilin leaving, he couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief, and looked at Yu Jinhuan again.