One of the chartered drivers who often pulled Shu Yin ran to Shu Yin with a rickshaw, "Madame, please." ”

Shu Yin raised her eyebrows, "You used to call me Miss." ”

The coachman smiled, "The young marshal is here, we don't dare to shout nonsense." ”

Yan Xiaoji smiled, "What's your name, you're all a handsome person." Domineeringly put his arms around her waist and put it on the car, fixed the scarf for her again, and then pulled up the carport of the rickshaw, "Sit in it obediently, don't show your face and blow the cold wind, you know?" ”

When she was a child?

Shu Yin is a little funny, but it is also a kind of happiness to be spoiled by a child like this.

Nodding obediently, Xiao Ling also jumped on one, following Shu Yin closely.

After walking out of the alley, Yan Xiaojie put on his hat, pressed the brim of his hat low, got into the rickshaw, and followed Shu Yin not far away.

Two other people also got into the rickshaw and scattered, one of them holding a box.

The rickshaw parked in front of a church, and Shu Yin got out of the car and walked in.

In the middle of the church, a foreign priest stood, smiling at her and saying in broken Chinese, "Hello, Mrs. Yan." ”

"Father, you...... Was it arranged in advance by Yan Xiaoji? Shu Yin suddenly realized.

The priest nodded, "Young Marshal Yan pulled me up from the bed in the middle of the night and told me that today he was going to marry the most special woman in the world." ”

The most special?

Shu Yin was a little surprised, he commented on himself like this.

The church was quiet and holy with no one else, no electric lights, and lots of white candles lit around it.

Although she is not religious, she also feels very comfortable to get married in such a sacred place.

She walked up to the priest, "You and Yan Xiaowei are friends?" ”

"Yes, I dealt with him when I was in the Northwest." The priest smiled kindly, "Young Marshal Yan has prepared these for you. ”

He walked to the altar, which was covered with a piece of red satin, and the priest pulled the satin apart, revealing hundreds of white roses before her eyes.

Shu Yin ran over in surprise, "Oh my God, Rose? ”

"Yes, because there are very few roses in England, especially the white ones, and I don't know where the young marshal got these 99 roses."

"99 flowers?" Shu Yin smiled, "He actually knows the number 99." ”

"It was the priest who told me that in the West roses should be 9, I originally wanted 999 roses, but it was too late." Yan Xiaowei actually came in from the side of the church.

Shu Yin's eyes widened, he changed into a white suit, and he looked obviously thinner, looking more slender and straight.

"You...... Prepare these ......"

Yan Xiaojie walked over with a smile, and took out the hand behind his back, which was actually a white rose headband with Toushan, surrounded by white yarn with holy roses, and with a white yarn up to his waist.

He personally helped her bring it, lowered the veil and covered her face.

"I'm sorry, I didn't have time to order a wedding dress for you, I know you didn't like the wedding dress last time, but it's so beautiful for you to wear a red dress and a white veil." Yan Xiaowei held her face affectionately, and kissed her gently through the white veil.

Shu Yin was so moved that her eyes were a little red, no woman doesn't like men to be careful with her, and no woman doesn't like men to prepare flowers for her.

Even if she is very stingy, but romantic, there is no woman who does not love.

"Hey, young marshal, young marshal, my ceremony has not yet begun, you will kiss. It's boring to make the contemptible people feel like it's boring. The priest looked grieving.

Shu Yin glared at Yan Xiaoji strangely, "Follow the rules." ”

"Okay." Yan Xiaoji's eyes were full of spoiling, and his eyes seemed to be superglued, but he couldn't take his eyes off.