Quick time travel guide male supporting role

Chapter 92

The sky was as clean as if it had been washed by water, and the golden sun was spreading its own dazzling light.The pink balloons are crowded together to form a heart shape, and there is a large fountain spraying slowly.

The woman in the mirror is wearing a floor-length white dress, which looks like a mermaid's tail and is studded with crystal-clear and full pearls.Holding a bouquet of bright flowers in his hand, it looks like a married person.

She was carefully drawing a pair of long and narrow eyebrows like willow leaf eyebrows, and someone beside her was combing her hair.

Shen Yao looked at the woman in the mirror.She has never been married, so she has never put on a wedding dress.When I put it on for the first time, I was a little excited.It may be that every girl hopes to be able to marry her beloved husband in a white wedding dress.

The expression is somewhat expectant.

She stood up, and the woman in the mirror was so beautiful that it made one's heart skip a beat. She turned around slightly, and the flying corners of her skirt had attracted the hearts of many men.

She walked outside the house, waiting for the groom to hold hands.

"It's not good, the groom has escaped."

Shen Yao, who was talking with someone, listened, and her smile was weak.She was released as a dove, and it was on the day of her wedding.

The whispers around him couldn't be covered anymore.

——So, it is really sad to have such parents who only want money.Who doesn't know that the third young master of the Gu family is an idle playboy, and only those low-class people can marry a daughter to such a dude.

——Also, how could the parents of a better family be willing to let their daughter marry such a family.

Feng Zheng glanced at the woman standing on the red carpet, her expression was a little lonely, but she smiled stubbornly.The photo album flipped in his hand is the photo taken by that woman.

One by one, they are carefully pasted and pasted into a book.

The eyebrows are curved, no matter when, the woman is always smiling.Smiling peacefully, not being surprised by favor or humiliation, Feng Zheng didn't know if it was good or bad for such a young woman to have such a state of mind.His fingers slowly brushed across the woman's smile, which was very comfortable.

He put down his raised Erlang legs and did not rush away.He wanted to see how this woman should deal with it.

Shen Yao glanced at the front of the stage, even a well-informed pastor did not expect such a scene, holding a "Bible", stiffly.That Gu Sanshao's parents were on the phone angrily.She saw the original owner's parents, smiling awkwardly, her gray hair fluttering in the wind, looking very pitiful.

"Excuse me, can you take a photo for me?" Shen Yao thought for a while, then placed the bouquet in her hand on the table covered with a white tablecloth, and walked towards the photographer.

The photographer suddenly felt uneasy, looking at Shen Yao's peaceful and tranquil face, he agreed in a strange way.

"it is good."

"Crack".

The woman in the photo is gentle and elegant, with a kind of classical beauty that modern people don't have.This woman is not very beautiful. The photographer who has seen too many beautiful brides focuses on this woman for some reason.

The beige sunlight fell on the woman's pure white wedding dress, as if it was covered with a halo of light, exuding a faint warmth.The smile on the woman's lips was peaceful and peaceful, which made her fluctuating heart slowly calm down.

This girl has magical powers.Fascinating magic.

The photographer saw the woman smiling slightly at him, blushed, and quickly handed the photo to the woman.

"The photo is not very good." He looked at the photo in the dark, and the woman's face became very blurred under the sun, and he could only feel the faint tranquility.

"No, it's a good photo."

Shen Yao took the photo and took a look at it. The photo was very good, but it covered up all her shortcomings.Lips curved, eyebrows curved, "Thank you, I like it very much."

(End of this chapter)