MTL - Transmigrated into the Film Emperor’s Death-Seeking Fiance-Chapter 191

Chapter 191 Final Chapter (2)

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"Well." Jiang Moping responded, "But my wedding is a big deal for our family, so my parents should invite a lot of business people, don't mind."

"It's okay, this is normal." After all, according to the Jiang family's status in the city of X, Jiang Moyan's marriage is not only a major event for the Jiang family, but also a major event for the entire business district. Yan Qingchi never felt their The wedding will be a small wedding, not to mention that their wedding will only have relatives and friends of each other.

"There shouldn't be many people on our side," Yan Qingchi thought for a while. "Our family has few relatives and few friends, so there won't be too many people there. My mother and your mother seem to have arranged. "

"Well, so we don't have to worry about these first."

"Then what else do we need to worry about?" Yan Qingchi asked him.

Jiang Mozhe thought for a while, "Or let's go and see our little flower girl?"

"You didn't say I forgot," Yan Qingchi walked to the closet to open the cabinet and took out his two clothes. "The small suits they have to wear in the previous two days have already been delivered. I put them away. He said that he would give him a try when he came back from school. As soon as Wei Lan was interrupted, he forgot to give it a try.

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Chess chess and puppets are practicing flowering in the living room, and Yan Qingxi serves as a teacher for both of them.

"Come on, you two go aside and look at your brother. Your brother starts to scatter flowers, and you follow along."

He nodded. "Uh-huh."

Chess and chess pulled him back to the original point, Yan Qingxi played music, Chess and Chess began to move forward with a small basket. When they came to Yan Qingxi, Chess and Chess began to take petals out of the basket and go out. spread.

She looked at Yan Qingxi, raised her little hand without a basket, and waved her joyfully.

Yan Qingxi looked at him with an eyebrow and smiled reluctantly, holding his little hand, "Baby, isn't it for you to see your brother? Why wave me again."

Chess laughed aside.

I turned to look at him and laughed with him.

"You're still laughing," Chess nodded his forehead. "You did something wrong again."

"Yes," I countered.

"wrong."

"Yes." Strangled did not admit it.

Chess and drums thought about the cheeks, and then pulled up his hand, "Hey, listen to me, my brother will take you for a while. When your brother let go, you will learn how to sprinkle the petals in the flower basket. Okay? "

砚 砚 Nodded obediently, "Uh-huh."

"You promise quickly, and you have the courage to promise, and you will not repent." Yan Qingxi obviously already knows him well. "So come back."

Chess pulled back and walked back, not forgetting to tell him, "You remember to throw flowers."

"Spread the flowers."

"Yes, sprinkle flowers."

Yan Qingxi played music, and the two started walking again. When they came to Yan Qingxi, the chess pieces were loosened, and they whispered to remind them, "It's time to throw flowers."

"How to spread it?" I turned and asked him.

"It's like this." Chess grabbed a handful of petals and scattered them.

He also sprinkled a handful of things.

"Yes," Yan Qingxi said excitedly. "That's it, yeah continue."

When Yan Qingchi and Jiang Mozhen came downstairs, they saw a spacious living room where two babies wearing home clothes practiced flower spraying one by one. He also turned around and looked at chess and chess from time to time to determine his brother. Still spreading.

"How long do you want to spread?" Whispered.

"Wait for the music." Chess whispered to him.

Drumming up the drum cheeks, he felt that this game was not fun at all. When he turned his head, he saw Yan Qingchi and Jiang Moyan, his eyes brightened, and no flowers were thrown away. past.

"father."

"How come, your brother is still spraying flowers." Yan Qingchi squeezed his face.

I stretched out my hand and grabbed a flower from the basket, and sprinkled it directly on his head, "Spread it."

Jiang Moji couldn't help laughing.

Yan Qingchi couldn't laugh or cry, poked his face, "Just be naughty."

"No naughty." I didn't admit, "I'm good."

"You good? You are the naughtiest at home!"

He pursed his lips, turned his head to see the chess coming, asked his head, "Are you good?"

Chess nodded with a smile and touched his hair. "Good."

砚 砚 Looking at Yan Qingchi, she was very excited. "Elder brother said I'm good."

"That's because your brother treats you well. You're not good. Your brother is really good."

He snorted and asked him again, "Daddy, what are you holding?"

"You two's clothes, come, you two try."

Yan Qingchi and Jiang Moji changed them one by one, and when they were dressed, they looked in the mirror, and they ran up the stairs. Yan Qingchi followed him upstairs and saw him in front of the mirror. Look left and right, then turn to look at Yan Qingchi, "I look good."

Yan Qingchi smiled, "Yes, you look good."

"Dad looks good too."

"Just sweet."

I held his leg and asked him, "Dad, am I okay?"

Yan Qingchi watched him holding his legs to be coquettish, and he couldn't help getting sweet. He bent down and hugged him, kissed his face, "Well, you are good."

I got the answer I wanted, and I kissed him in the past and giggled, "Daddy is good too."

"You should say, Dad is the best."

砚 砚 Inherited Jiang Mo 宸 's attitude to Yan Qingchi's goodness, and asked him why, he changed his tongue and said, "Dad is the best."

Yan Qingchi kissed him with a smile, "Little cute."

Soon, Qiqi and Jiang Moyu also came up. He wore a full dress and even a pair of small leather shoes. Yan Qingxi had already praised him just downstairs. He asked Yan Qingchi a little bit, Does it look good? "

Before Yan Qingchi had time to answer, I already clapped her hands and said, "Good-looking, good-looking."

Yan Qingchi smiled and looked at the uncle in his arms. "You are really a little king."

He smiled, his hands were still held together.

Yan Qingchi looked at Chess and answered, "It looks good, like a little prince."

"I'm like a little prince, too," shouted.

"Yes, you are both little princes."

He put down the puppet, and then let the puppet and chess chess together in front of the mirror, looking at the two children in the mirror with satisfaction, "Two little princes."

"What about three." Jiang Mojing looked at the three of them, and he leaned against the wall. His figure was not reflected in the mirror. With a smile in his eyes, he softly said, "In the mirror, there are three little princes. "

On the day of September 30th, the wedding was officially held in an old castle in country E. Most of the guests who participated in the wedding were business giants. Yan Qingchi and Jiang Mozhi did not invite too many people in the circle, only to the circle. A friend with a better relationship sent an invitation. They declined the media and only posted a wedding photo of them on Weibo, which was an explanation for everyone.

As a flower girl, Chess and Chess quickly caught the attention of the guests. Everyone whispered and asked who the two children were? Why make so many young children as flower girls? While guessing their relationship with Jiang Moyu Yan Qingchi.

However, the two little flower girls themselves did not know. They wore delicate little suits, took a step, walked in front of their two dads, and sprinkled red rose petals in the future they stepped forward.

Yan Qingchi felt that his heart was beating a little bit fast, but with an inexplicable tranquility, he and Jiang Mozhi walked across the long red carpet and walked in front of the father of the main marriage. Passing by, he finally settled at the moment when he proposed to himself.

Wei Lan presented the ring, Jiang Moyu took it out, took Yan Qingchi's hand, and slowly put it on.

This is a wedding ring designed by the two of them. Based on the pair that proposed before, a slight improvement has been made, which has become more concise and generous.

Yan Qingchi looked at the ring, as if he heard Jiang Moyan ask him again, "Will you marry me and spend my life together?"

He nodded silently, willing.

Yu Xihe presented Jiang Moyu's ring and handed it to him. Yan Qingchi picked it up, pulled Jiang Moyu's hand, and set him up.

Everything in the past, at this moment, finally draws a full period, but it stretches out a new space and leads to a new distance.

Jiang Moyi looked at Yan Qingchi, hugged him, and kissed him in the applause of everyone.

Jiang Xingxi and Yan Qingxi reached out and covered the eyes of the two babies.

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He pinched Yan Qingxi's hand and asked her, "Aunt, why cover my eyes? I want to see my dad."

"You can't watch it now, watch it later."

"Why?" I didn't understand.

Yan Qingxi looked at the two kissing and was envious, "Because you are too young."

After the wedding, guests were free to stay, and Yan Qingchi and Jiang Moyu entered the cave early. Probably because of the ritual of the wedding, the two did not feel a little excited tonight, and did it several times. When they were in love / motion, Jiang Moyan kissed Yan Qingchi while whispering in his ear, and kept saying, " I love you."

Yan Qingchi hugged him and froze next to his neck. "Um", kissed his ear, and said softly, "I love you too."

In the morning of the next day, both people got up late. Yan Qingchi looked at the traces on his body and couldn't believe it. He looked at Jiang Moyu and said, "I remember that I didn't treat you badly. You show this, It's almost like receiving a certificate for so many years. I have no desire to let you touch it every day. Once you're open, you can't wait to make up the amount for so many years. "

Jiang Moxu embraced him into his arms, and Wen said, "This is not the same. I wish to achieve it. I can't help myself."

"You are Teddy's upper body, and her madness / estrus is almost the same."

"Do you know what Teddy's upper body is?" Jiang Mo looked at him, "That's it."

Said that Jiang Moxu hugged him, and on the bright sunny morning, he began another gentle rush to reach his body and mind.

The weather in country e was very good, and the honeymoon for the two also started from here. They went to the famous local tourist attractions together, and returned to the town where the program was recorded. They went to the light show of the lighthouse again. Holding each other in music and dancing.

They went to see the Aurora together, and also saw the customs and customs of other countries. They danced by the campfire and saw flowers, birds, fish, and insects in the jungle. They set off from one country and stay in the next. They enjoyed the wonderful time that belonged to the two, and then flew to the next city.

Finally, they returned to the small island where Jiang Moyu proposed, and the two were walking quietly along the beach along the beach.

Jiang Moji asked him, "Like here?"

Yan Qingchi shook his head, "I like what happened here."

Jiang Mo understood, and smiled, "That seems to like me."

Yan Qingchi didn't refute, but just asked him, "Do you know what I like so many places we have visited together?"

"Isn't it here?"

Yan Qingchi stopped.

Jiang Moyan turned to look at him, and saw him take a step forward, in front of him, "It's here now." He looked at him, "It's your side."

Jiang Moming felt that his heartbeat had suddenly missed a beat, but he was a little bit embarrassed, but he couldn't stop showing tender feelings. He reached out and hugged Yan Qingchi, and whispered, "So clever, me too."

The sun in the sky started to slowly set, and the afterglow smudged over half of the sea area, spreading into a rose-colored splendor.

Yan Qingchi touched Jiang Moyu, "Look at it, the sunset is over."

Jiang Mo turned his head, and saw the golden sun slowly hiding little by little in the endless sea.

Yan Qingchi shook his hand and said softly, "Now we have seen the sunrise and sunset on the sea, and the sunrise and sunset on the mountain."

Jiang Moyi turned his head to look at him, Wen said, "After we wait, we will see many other sunrises and sunsets."

Yan Qingchi nodded and smiled, "Huh."

He looked at Jiang Moyu, and inadvertently looked back, and saw two rows of deep and light footprints left on the beach they walked through, neat and tidy, dense, like fine time.

Yan Qingchi looked and thought of what his adoptive father had said to him long ago:

Whenever

No matter where

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Brave, confident and proud to move forward

You have to believe that there is light ahead

You have to believe that you can go forward

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When you stop occasionally

When looking back

You will find

The road you traveled

Will become your wealth and treasure

Yan Qingchi looked at his past, holding Jiang Moyu-holding his own wealth and treasure, and smiling: "Let's go."

Then, he moved his pace in a happy mood.

The sea continuously tidal waves, dilute their footprints, and take away the traces of their past, like the end of the past, slowly becoming memories in the dilution of time. The future has just begun ...