First Love and Marriage: Bidong Double-Faced Male God

Song Qianyan was deceived all the way to the hotel, Wen Yifan felt that he was going crazy, and racked his brains to deceive Qianyan, but before Qianyan knew the truth, Ou Jinchuan had to give himself half a month off.

She felt that today's Wen Yifan was as neurotic as if he had taken the wrong medicine. She was almost confused when trying on wedding dresses and rehearsing for a while.

The car drove all the way into the lawn, and when Song Qianyan got out of the car, he suddenly heard it.

"Welcome the bride, Miss Song Qianyan."

The rehearsal is so real, Brother Yifan is so generous.

Wow, even my dad was invited here, so it's so real.

Song Qianyan was completely confused by Wen Yifan's true feelings for the girl, and he didn't realize what was wrong today at all.

I don't know if Wen Yifan's lies were too true, or if Song Qianyan committed the crime today.

"Father, come and help Brother Yifan too." Song Qianyan said happily looking at today's handsome father.

what help?Isn't this Qianyan's wedding? Of course the father will come.

Song Jianguo looked at Wen Yifan suspiciously, but saw Wen Yifan blinking so hard that he was almost cramp.

"Let's go, Qianyan, Dad will see you off."

Dad sent you to get married, I hope you will be happy and happy all your life.

When Song Qianyan saw the red stretching all the way on the red carpet, the end of the red was indeed the person he loved and hated.

When Song Qianyan appeared on the red carpet, the applause suddenly broke out and continued.

Looking at the friends and relatives present and the smiling man in the distance, Song Qianyan felt unbelievable.

"Is this really your wedding, is it true?"

Song Qianyan looked at the man in front of him, his eyes became more and more crystal clear.

Until the tears slowly left along the corners of the eyes.

"Fool Qianyan, how can you cry on such a day?"

Ou Jinchuan gently wiped away the crystal clear teardrops on Qianyan's face, and tightly wrapped Song Qianyan's small hands with his big hands.

"Brother Jin, thank you."

Thank you for giving me the wedding of my dreams.

"This should have been given to you a long time ago, but it has been delayed for so long because of various things, and it is being replenished for you."

Ou Jinchuan stared at Song Qianyan affectionately.

"I really love you, Qianyan."

"Cough, cough..." the priest had to interrupt.

The relationship between the two didn't follow the script.

The host reacted immediately, "Now the wedding begins, please invite the priest."

"Can't start," suddenly a sharp female voice sounded, and everyone looked towards the source of the sound.

I saw the red off-the-shoulder irregular long skirt tightly wrapping the visitor's proud figure. The woman strode forward with a height of fifteen centimeters, and the long skirt slit all the way to the thigh revealed white and smooth Tender thighs, sexy as hell.

Hearing such a familiar voice, Song Qianyan frowned and looked at the approaching woman.

"Kana,"

That's right, it was Kaanna who came, and the preparations for the wedding were low-key. Kaanna had only received the news from the host an hour ago, and immediately rushed over without stopping.

Ou Jinchuan was looking at Qianyan, whose face was pink because of being moved and happy, with a satisfied expression on his face.

However, he was interrupted by a sharp female voice, and his complexion instantly darkened.

Who let this woman in, what are the security guards doing?

"You, go out." Ou Jinchuan was displeased.

"Jinchuan, why, didn't you not love her, why did you marry her?" Kaanna didn't even look at Song Qianyan, staring at Ou Jinchuan with ecstatic peach eyes.

"Who told you I didn't love her. I..."

"I told you." A deep male voice came from a distance.

Hearing the familiar voice, Ou Jinchuan's face darkened even more. When he went out later, he turned on the security guards. What are they doing for food? Why did everyone come in.

"Han Mushi, who allowed you to come."

"Qianyan, have you made up your mind that you really want to marry the man in front of you, have you forgotten how he made you sad?" Han Moshi looked at Song Qianyan sadly.

"Mo Shi, I'm sorry, I think clearly, I am his wife, I am now, and I will be in the future." Looking at the haggard man in front of her, Song Qianyan couldn't bear it.

For a long time, Han Mushi loved her unconditionally and tolerated her, but she couldn't afford to repay her. Although he refused many times, Moshi never gave up.

Get it all over today.

"Since I met brother Jin when I was a child, I have always loved him. This has never changed. No matter what happened in the past six years, this has never changed. Even if we will be separated one day in the future, at least now I am The one I love is Ou Jinchuan."

"So, I'm sorry, Mo Shi."

Hearing the true confession of the woman he loves, Ou Jinchuan beamed with joy, and excitedly hugged the little woman in his arms tightly. If there were not too many people, he really wanted to ravage her fiercely, making her all his own.

"Ah, ah, Song Qianyan, you bitch, you actually poached my wall, and I tore you up." After saying that, Kaanna rushed forward regardless of her appearance.

Han Mushi hurriedly stood in front of Kaanna, preventing her from advancing.

"Han Mushi, you lunatic, what are you stopping me from doing, all your women are married to other people, you can really bear it." At this time, Kaanna is like a shrew, where is the usual glamorous and noble? appearance.

Hearing Kaanna's words, Ou Jinchuan's brows were almost knotted, and his handsome face was gloomy and frightening.

"Whose woman are you talking about?"

Ou Jinchuan walked towards Kaana, but Kaana thought that Ou Jinchuan had finally figured it out, and it was hopeless to be with her.

Ou Jinchuan approached Kaana, and dragged Kaana away like a dead dog.

"Jinchuan, let me go first, let's go,"

"Kana, it seems that you, a dead woman, can't figure out the situation. Song Qianyan is my Ou Jinchuan's woman, and I'm Ou Jinchuan's. Please remember."

"And you are nothing, understand."

Ou Jinchuan threw her to the security guard who arrived like trash, "Make her disappear." When he turned to look at Han Mo, he didn't mind doing it again.

Han Mushi was not afraid of Ou Jinchuan's strength, and asked Song Qianyan seriously, "Qianyan, do you really not regret it? You can come with me now, and no one will force you in the future, no one will make you sad..."

"I'm sorry, Moshi." Song Qianyan couldn't bear to look at Han Mushi in front of him, she hurt him too much, and she couldn't afford the love he gave in this life.

Han Mushi was like a deflated ball, his energy lost all of a sudden, and he left without saying a word.

Ou Jinchuan was quite satisfied with his woman's performance, and walked towards his wife full of energy.

"Cough, cough, cough, cough..." Only then did the crowd see the priest who had been left hanging for a long time, and felt sorry for the priest's voice.

Glancing at the old priest who couldn't hold back, the host didn't dare to delay, "The wedding begins."

The priest looked at the two solemnly, "Mr. Ou Jinchuan, are you willing to marry Miss Song Qianyan? Regardless of her future..."

"I am willing."

The priest's old face trembled involuntarily.

"Miss Song Qianyan, are you willing to marry Mr. Ou Jinchuan? No matter whether he will be poor or rich, healthy or disabled in the future,"

"I am willing." Song Qianyan's big eyes turned into crescents, just like when he was a child.

Before the host could announce, Ou Jinchuan kissed Song Qianyan fiercely, and Song Qianyan also responded seriously, the two were inseparable.

Strong applause erupted at the scene, Wen Yifan and Zhang Haoqian smiled contentedly, their hard work was finally not in vain.

The priest was ashamed, the husband was still in a hurry like never before.

After the wedding was held smoothly, the two have been busy until the evening.

At Ou Jinchuan's house, all the friends were gone, only Ou Jinchuan and Song Qianyan were left.

Ou Jinchuan drank a lot of wine, sat on the edge of the bed and quietly looked at Song Qianyan in front of the vanity mirror, his eyes were hot.

Song Qianyan saw Ou Jinchuan's naked eyes through the vanity mirror in front of him. The hand that took off the earring froze for a moment, and suddenly flushed all over his cheeks. He stared at Ou Jinchuan in the mirror, and continued to move.

Seeing his wife's cute movements, Ou Jinchuan couldn't help smiling.

"Shallow words," Ou Jinchuan suddenly stood up and said with a smile.

"Have I told you before that you are cute?"

Song Qianyan, who had just finished removing her makeup, couldn't help but startled when she heard the words, "Yes, when I was a child,"

I never said it when I was older.

"Then I'll say it again now, I love my lovely wife, Song Qianyan."

Hearing Ou Jinchuan's confession, Song Qianyan blushed and covered her eyes with her hands, "I love brother Jin too, and I will always love you."

"What? I didn't hear." Ou Jinchuan stood behind her and said deliberately.

Song Qianyan pursed her mouth slightly, "Brother Jin knows how to bully me and ignore you, hehe." In fact, he walked to the bathroom.

Seeing those charming little lips, Ou Jinchuan's eyes gradually darkened, his voice was hoarse, and he embraced Song Qianyan's delicate body with both hands.

"Where are you going?" The voice rang in Song Qianyan's ear, and Ou Jinchuan's lips kept rubbing against Song Qianyan's ear, causing Song Qianyan to keep hiding, but he didn't know that this made the teasing more serious.

"Let go, I'm going to wash up."

Hearing this sentence, Ou Jinchuan swore that he would never bear it again.

"Okay, I'll help you."

"No need, I..."

Song Qianyan's refusal was blocked by Ou Jinchuan's kiss, and she was picked up by him and walked to the bathroom. For a while, the scene was endless.

Some are happy and some are sad.

In the corner of a bar full of lights and feasting, a man kept pouring himself drinks, turning a blind eye to all kinds of beauties who came to strike up a conversation.

Han Mushi came to the bar right after the wedding, and the wine bottles on the table and on the ground were swaying, just like Han Mushi at this time.

He still doesn't understand how he is inferior to Ou Jinchuan, and his love for Song Qianyan is no less than Ou Jinchuan's.

But why did Qianyan never want to give him a chance, even if it was a chance to wait silently.

Touching the position of his heart, Han Moshi kept drinking.

Thinking of the first time I saw Song Qianyan, I was involuntarily attracted to her. The more I got in touch with him, the more I fell in love with this girl who was full of obsession in her heart. The earnestness was really cute.

It's a pity that he was never attached to Han Mushi, never was.

He took a sip of wine hard, his face flushed from choking, and he coughed endlessly.

In the corner where no one saw, Han Moshi felt his heart cough out, and the two crystal clear teardrops in the corner of his eyes showed how sad his master was.

The man did not shed tears, but he did not go to the sad place.