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Chapter 3335 Sweet Marriage Chapter 1897 What Young City Lord, what Nanmo Shang, what the hell? !
"That's right! Mr. Nan and you are the only couple in Nan's Hotel today. Where did the other one come from?"

Bai Yueyan: "..."

Where is the bride?
Where's the bride? Where's the bride?
Is it really good to take off the wedding dress and catch her, a desperate little fish, if you don't get married well? !

"I... I want to go to the toilet."

"It's really too late! Just bear with me and wait until the wedding is over before going!"

"I understand, I understand! Based on my experience as a makeup artist for many years, every bride will want to go to the bathroom because of nervousness when she gets married. Look at your nervousness and even your voice has changed! This is a psychological problem, don't I'm afraid, besides, you married Nan Moshang, the young city lord of our lonely city, do you really not want to see him right away?"

What young city lord, what Nanmo merchant, what the hell? !
Being dragged by them, Bai Yueyan walked forward reluctantly, her veil almost fell off, she hurriedly raised her hand in fright to fix it again.

Still racking his brains to figure out how to get out, he had already been brought to the wedding.

The romantic and warm Ave Maria lingered in the sky, and the red carpet was covered with white roses, which felt soft and cool when stepped on.

Yes, she is barefoot right now.

The bride who ran away didn't leave her shoes...

The huge venue was full of seats, and everyone looked over, some blessed, some jealous, some curious, and some indifferent.

Bai Yueyan felt more and more guilty as she walked, but she instinctively forced herself to appear calm.

Walking through the arc-shaped arch bridge built by white roses, the rich fragrance of flowers invades the sense of smell wantonly. Through the layers of veils, one can vaguely see a tall man standing in front of him.

Wearing a well-tailored white suit, his figure is tall and thin, with an invisible force and the noble beauty of power.

When she approached, she inadvertently lowered her head for a glance, and then cursed silently in her heart.

The legs are so fucking long!

The man slowly extended his right hand to her.

Bai Yueyan was stunned for a while before she realized that she hastily reached out her hand.

She couldn't see clearly through the veil, so her senses were particularly sensitive. The man's bony fingers held hers, and the temperature transmitted through the thin skin to the flesh and blood was strange and warm.

She subconsciously looked up.

He could only vaguely see a man with very fair skin.

"Today, I am honored to witness this important moment of their wedding for this couple. The groom, Mr. Nan Moshang, would you like to marry this gentle and intelligent girl beside you as your wife? Love her, respect her, comfort her She, protect her..."

Amidst the priest's pious and solemn oath, the bride gradually became a little restless.

Her movements were so small that no one in the audience noticed them, but Nan Moshang, who was standing beside her, could clearly feel them. The weak and boneless little hands in his palms moved back and forth, and he put his body's center of gravity on it for a while. It passed away, and then retracted after a while.

Looking down, she could vaguely see that she was lowering her head, rubbing against her skirt, not knowing what she was doing.

"I am willing."

He stared at her little movements with great interest, and even got distracted to answer the pastor's question by the way.

The pastor then turned to look at the bride: "May I ask, Miss Wen Ruotian, would you marry this handsome gentleman beside you as a wife, whether poor or rich, sick or healthy, and never leave until death do you part?" ?”

(End of this chapter)