Love is like melting

Chapter 118 Destined
"Without a wedding and without a wedding ring, you just let me marry you like this?" Ji Yerong settled his confused mind and was still looking for a reason to reject him.

"The time is too short, the wedding can't be done, but with God and the pastor to testify to us, the marriage can be reissued in the future. As for the wedding ring..." Lian Mo's words paused slightly. It's not that he didn't want to prepare, but he really didn't choose the right one. Yes, he would rather owe her a wedding ring temporarily than just buy a casual one and give it to her.

His eyes fell on her plain face, and his sharp eyes suddenly locked on her graceful neck, and a warm smile curled up at the corner of his mouth.

The fingers with distinct bones stretched out to her neck like a jade bamboo, and untied the red rope worn around her neck.

Ji Yerong looked at him with puzzled eyes, wondering why he had to untie the red rope.

Lian Mo's clear eyes were full of tenderness, he took her left hand, wrapped the red string around her ring finger, and tied a bow gently.

"Are you satisfied with this wedding ring?"

Ji Yerong was stunned, staring at the red string on her ring finger momentarily, and the red rope seemed to be wrapped around her heart.

Hibiscus's pleasant voice sounded in my ear: "Sister, do you know? It is safe to wear a red string around your neck, but if a man tie a red string around your ring finger, it means that he wants to Promise that you will never leave until you die!"

For the rest of my life, I will never die!

After all, there was a storm in the calm eyes, and the heart was already flooded with moisture.

Is this the so-called doomed fate!
He didn't prepare a wedding ring, but tied it on his ring finger with the red string that Hibiscus gave her, implying that they will never leave until they die.

Then, what reason could she use to reject him, and how could she resist this wedding that was witnessed only by them and God.

A red string was wrapped around her ring finger, and the bright red and fair skin formed a strong visual contrast. Lian Mo liked her more and more, took her hand, and a kiss fell on her ring finger and ring.

Ji Yerong remained silent, but there was a warm light in his eyes, and his initial persistence finally collapsed in his tenderness.

Lian Mo took her hand, walked to the table, handed her the pen, and wrote her name on the marriage contract. They were a legitimate couple.

Ji Yerong looked sideways at him. His eyes were very gentle, and he stared at her with a smile, full of expectation.

It wasn't until this moment that Ji Yerong truly understood that he loved him and really wanted to marry him.

——Fourth brother, do you know that in this life, Ayu can no longer be your wife.

Ji Yerong raised the hand hanging by his side heavily to take the pen, and looked at the name he had already written on the marriage contract. She had never seen him write his name so seriously, stroke by stroke. , It seems that every stroke is extremely pious.

Out of the corner of her eye, she caught the ring on her ring finger. This is the most precious wedding ring in the world. It is the blood that connects her heart. She can't resist it, and she can't refuse it either.

She wrote her name stroke by stroke in the woman's signature column. She had never felt that her name was so beautiful in her life, being able to stand side by side with his name.

After the last stroke was made, Lian Mo handed the marriage contract to the pastor. The pastor looked at the signature on the marriage contract, stared at them with love and blessing in his eyes, and announced in French that they were married under the witness of God, regardless of poverty or wealth in this life , health or disease, we must never leave each other.

Lian Mo's eyes were shining brightly, and he said to Ji Yerong, "The pastor said, I can kiss my bride now."

Before Ji Yerong could react, he had already lowered his head and kissed her, entrusting his life's affection and nostalgia to this woman.

She slowly closed her eyes, and at this moment, she regarded herself as his wife in her heart, without past love and hatred, without moral shackles, without guilt, just his Ayu, his wife.

This moment may be just a moment, or it may be a lifetime.

After the kiss was over, there was no doubt that Lian Mo's handsome face was filled with a smile, and he hugged her pitifully in his arms without a single gap, wishing to rub her into his body.

Henceforth, they are husband and wife, and they are also one flesh.

One prospers, one prospers, one destroys all.

There is a very traditional festival in the small town of Eguisheim: the Wine Growers' Festival.

Held on the last weekend of August every year, the event on Sunday costs 3 euros, and a wine glass is given for wine tasting.On the day of the festival, the town is decorated with lights, special snacks are placed all over the street, all wine cellar booths are open, and there is a grand party in the evening.The performance teams include local and neighboring countries. The performance is very exotic. Tourists and actors sing and dance together.
Lian Mo took Ji Yerong's hand out of the church, and rode his bicycle back to the center of the town. The town had already been decorated, and all kinds of snacks filled the streets. Many tourists came out to celebrate the festival with the locals.

Lianmo paid 6 euros, took two wine glasses, and shared a bottle with Ji Yerong.

"Today is our wedding day, and there are free drinks to drink as much as you want, is this considered double happiness?" Lian Mo raised his glass to her.

Ji Yerong's originally complicated and solemn mood suddenly became clear because of his words. He lowered his head and smiled, looking at him with starry eyes, "You shouldn't be short of this drink money!"

The dignified president of a country actually cares about the money for drinks, how can it make people not want to laugh!
Seeing the smile on the corner of her mouth, Lian Mo seemed dazed for a moment, and bowed his head to kiss her in public.

Ji Yerong was unprepared. Startled, he tilted his head back and stared at him with dissatisfaction: "Someone is watching!"

"Who cares?" The corner of Lian Mo's mouth raised a smirk, the light in his eyes was evil, his long arms lightly wrapped around Ji Yerong's shoulders, and he said in a hoarse voice: "You are so beautiful today, I am in love Self-restraint..."

The people around whistled and applauded warmly. In such a place, they never hesitate to give happiness to strangers.

Ji Yerong's cheeks became more and more crimson under the light of the setting sun, and the warmth in his heart overflowed.

Have you ever met this man?
He is selfish and domineering, childish and arrogant, he is strict and calculating, a seemingly indifferent and heartless man, you should be afraid of him, respect him, and stay away from him; When you are bewitched, you can't resist him at all. If he still gives tenderly and affectionately, then you can still struggle and say you don't want him?
He is not perfect at all and will make mistakes, but he faces his own shortcomings and mistakes so frankly, do you really have a way to criticize him?

Ji Yerong thought, there was nothing she could do, really.

Where is going to hell, at least at this moment, she doesn't want to say "no", and she doesn't want to see the sourness and pain in his eyes.

Lian Mo is obviously in a good mood today. He shared his happiness with strangers and announced that today is the day he and A Yu get married.

With everyone cheering and encouraging, Lian Mo and Ji Yerong drank a cup of wine.

Many people they didn't know raised their glasses to congratulate Lian Mo, and many women praised Ji Yerong in English: Your husband is really handsome.

Unknowingly, the two of them were separated by some distance from the tourists, but their eyes could still catch each other's figure in the first time, which seemed to have become an instinct in their bodies!
Ji Yerong heard something in the commotion, and saw a middle-aged man coming to find a woman who was drinking with him, so he couldn't help asking curiously, "What did you just say?"

Why does she sound familiar.

The man didn't respond, but the woman did, "You mean Monepouse, wife?"

"Wife?" Ji Yerong frowned.

The woman nodded: "Yes! Monepouse means 'my wife' in French."

The man hugged the woman's shoulders and bid farewell to Ji Yerong to go to another place to play, but Ji Yerong was stunned.

wife!

She heard Lianmo and the flight attendant say this word on the plane. It turned out that he had already used his wife to define his existence on the plane!

Ji Yerong's clear and shallow eyes reflected the lights, passed through many tourists, and landed on Lian Mo's body. He glanced at her eyes and met her eyes in mid-air at that moment, as if feeling in his heart, feeling lingering.

I searched for him thousands of times in my dream, but suddenly I looked back, but the man was in a dimly lit place.

—— Hibiscus, I must be crazy!
If not crazy, how dare I fall in love with him again.

Even though she refused to admit it in every possible way, she couldn't deny that she fell in love with him after all, and couldn't resist his affectionate temptation.

Every day with him, there is no passionate commitment, no vigor and vigor, but the ordinary fleeting time makes people look forward to eternity, so it goes on for a long time.

On this carnival night, all emotions should be indulged, and all the past should be abandoned. They stepped off the altar and walked into ordinary life.

The party lasted until midnight. Lian Mo carried Ji Yerong home. Although both of them drank a little too much, Lian Mo did not forget that tonight was their wedding night.

Fireworks bloomed wantonly in the dark sky at midnight, and he whispered the true words of love: "I love you!"

The moisture that had been in the eye sockets all night burst out at this moment...

When he woke up the next day, Ji Yerong's hand was held by someone as soon as he stretched out the thin quilt. The moment he raised his head and fell into a pair of deep eyes, a good morning kiss fell on his thin lips.

"Good morning, Mrs. Lian." Lianmo said with a smile on his lips after kissing her.

Ji Yerong was stunned.

Mrs. Lian.

I was in a trance, feeling like I was in a dream, the beauty was too unreal.

"Mrs. Lian, although your husband is very handsome, you don't have to be so fascinated by it. I have a lifetime to show you." Lian Mo saw that she was looking at him in a daze, and he was in a good mood. He just liked that she only saw himself in her eyes. look.

After a pause, he continued: "It's dangerous to look at your husband like this early in the morning, do you know that?"

Ji Yerong stared at his handsome face with clear eyes, and pursed his lips lightly: "Fourth brother, can you hug me?"

Lian Mo's handsome face was slightly startled, and after a moment of reaction, he laughed out loud, and held her tightly in his arms with his long arms, "It's what I wish for."

(End of this chapter)