My Youth Began With Him

"Which point?" Huo Mian looked at Xiao Wei with a funny smile.

"That is, no matter what the occasion, people will wear it... This is really amazing. We can't compare anyone... The acting skills of people... Hey, when the cry comes, the pear blossoms with rain, when the smile is full of red light... ...I guess she feels that she is in the drama... It’s so good to be a big actress, I almost have to believe it, she has a relationship with Huo Siqian..."

"Ha ha ha..."

Jiang Xiaowei's incisive comment... It was not only Huo Mian, but even Wei Liao laughed.

"What are you laughing at? You? Is it wrong for me?" Jiang Xiaowei was puzzled.

"Yes, you are very right, Dr. Jiang, can you not comment on it? Is it not good to watch a wedding quietly?" Wei Liao screamed at his wife, really helpless.

The priest on the stage asked the pledge with great enthusiasm. "The handsome groom, Mr. Huo Siqian, is willing to marry the beautiful and gentle Song Yi Shi, who is a poor wife, a healthy disease, and will never leave it forever?"

Huo Siqian took a deep breath and had a playful look at the corner of his mouth.

I only said half a moment: I am willing.

His expression is obviously disdainful...

"Beautiful and gentle bride Miss Song Yi Shi, you are willing to marry the handsome Mr. Huo Siqian as a wife, regardless of poverty, wealth, health, a lifetime will not leave?"

At this time, Song Yishi turned his head and looked at the next eye...

It is the position where Qin Chu is located when the line of sight falls...

Huo Mian provocatively leaned his head on his shoulder and smiled at Song Yi’s poem...

She didn't overdo it, she lowered her face...

Then quite a perfunctory one said, "I am willing."

"Well, let's exchange a ring for a couple of new people."

The rest are all on the scene, it is obvious that these two recognitions have not gone...

Huo Mian has seen many weddings, including Liu Siying.

No wedding is so embarrassing, people can't feel sweet and moving at all.

During the dinner, the two newcomers began to toast...

When he was at the table of Huo Mian, Song Yi Shi directly ignored Huo Mian.

Looking at Qin Chu with a wine glass...

"Qin Chu, I am married, are you happy for me?"

Her tone is full of sadness...

Qin Chu took the glass and looked at Huo Siqian. He said with great formula, "Two, happy wedding."

"Thank you." Huo Siqian smiled.

Then he went straight to Huo Mian's side and teased. "My family is very beautiful today."

"Compared to your bride, I am still inferior, not dare to be." Huo Mian smiled.

"Taro... How much did the gift money cost?"

Huo Siqian was so straightforward that he almost let Huoming vomit blood.

"You are too direct? You are all local tyrants, is it still a gift?" Huo Mian stunned.

"You are my most painful sister, don't spend more, how?"

"Well, you can rest assured that I will not spend less..." Huo Mian was speechless.

Huo Siqian looked at the eyes of Huo Mian, it was gentle...

Looking at Huo Mian from top to bottom, no matter what she wears, even if it is a school uniform, he will feel just right.

"Two, congratulations." Huo Mian held a glass of wine and looked at Huo Siqian and Song Yishi.

Song Yi Shi directly ignored it... Turned away...

Go straight to the next table...

It can be seen how hostile it is to Huo Mian...

"Khan...you are a newlywed wife...a little temper..." Huo Xiao smiled helplessly.

"It doesn't matter, the temper that bursts again, when it comes to my hands, it will change."

After stopping this sentence, Huo Siqian left the table...

"I always feel that these two people are strange in style. It seems that there is no feeling. It seems that the other party is still an enemy. I am worried that the candlestick will be very bad tonight..." Jiang Xiaowei analyzed.

"This is not the scope of our concern..." Huo Mian laughed.

I thought it was a joke, but I didn’t expect it...

In the evening, in the private villa of Huo Siqian, it is a luxury room.

Song Yishi was sitting in bed in a red cheongsam, and the mood seemed very bad.

Huo Siqian pushed the door in, pulled the tie from his neck and walked towards her.

Song Yi poem stood up vigilantly and looked at him coldly. "What do you want to do?"