private marriage

Ling Nuanqing hugged her head and avoided, "Why, they all have red envelopes, but I don't."

Ling Shaocheng grabbed her arm and pulled her closer, "Who are they blessing?"

"you."

Ling Shaocheng squinted at her, and Ling Nuanqing hurriedly continued, "There's me."

"Then do you still want it?"

"No more."

"I'm all yours, is there still a little bit of red envelope money?"

Ling Nuanqing's brain couldn't keep up with Ling Shaocheng's mouth, "Not bad."

From the drawer, the man took out a large stack of red envelopes that had been placed inside at some unknown time, and stuffed them into Ling Nuanqing's hands.

Ling Shaocheng told Mingyue, "Call everyone outside."

Four Seasons Genting is really bustling today, the huge living room was quickly filled with people.

As if preparing to receive instructions from the leader, line up in two rows, and the first one to start speaking good words.

Ling Nuanqing got up and gave him a red envelope.

"Thank you, Mrs. Ling!"

Ling Shaocheng likes to listen to good words, showing a satisfied expression, Ling Nuanqing simply put all the red envelopes on the coffee table, "Mingyue, share it with everyone."

"No," Ling Shaocheng held her back, "If you don't say blessings, don't give them."

What a childish man.

When the two went upstairs, the children were poking their heads at the door of the children's room, and Yan Yan said, "Mom, go back to the room quickly, there is a surprise."

"Are you ready?"

"Yes, my brother and I arranged it carefully."

Ling Nuanqing pushed open the door of the master bedroom and went in. After walking a few steps, she saw that the room was full of flowers.

And that big bed was also covered with flower petals, so clumsily placed in a heart pattern.

Ling Nuanqing looked at those flowers very familiarly. Ling Shaocheng came to a vase on the bedside table. He leaned on the edge with his hands and looked at it deeply, "Aren't these the ones that just bloomed in the yard? You watered them yesterday... ..."

Ling Nuanqing likes to play with these flowers and plants when she has nothing to do at home.

After finally waiting for the delicate flowers all over the garden to bloom, they were cut off by the two children, and she hadn't noticed it when she just came in.

Ling Nuanqing sighed that it was a pity, Ling Shaocheng went back to the bedroom door, pushed the door and locked it.

"Since this is what the children want, don't waste it."

"It's been wasted." Ling Nuanqing looked at the petals on the bed, how many flowers did you make?
She was pushed on the back, and Ling Nuanqing rushed forward. When she was lying on the bed, the petals flew up and landed on Ling Nuanqing's face and body.

She hurriedly turned around to get up, but Ling Shaocheng pressed down straight down. He put his hands on her side, "Mrs. Ling, you smell so sweet."

Ling Nuanqing was dressed in pure white, against the pink and bright red of the bed, Ling Shaocheng hugged her tightly, "All the titles and love words in the world can't compare to this Mrs. Ling, it's so nice."

Ling Nuanqing's face was shy, and she looked more beautiful than flowers.

Ling Shaocheng wanted to kiss her, but Ling Nuanqing turned her face to the side, a petal was attached to her lips, she reached out to remove it, but Ling Shaocheng leaned over and pressed it down.

He leaned against the petal and kissed her, Ling Nuanqing remained motionless at first, blushing and didn't know how to respond.

There was a floral scent in her mouth, and she dipped her mouthful of crushed petals.

Ling Nuanqing pressed the kiss to Ling Shaocheng's ear, "Mr. Ling, happy wedding."

Ling Shaocheng held her hand and interlocked his fingers.

Happy wedding, his Mrs. Ling.

I have waited anxiously and long for this day, but fortunately, the days to come are also very long.

Ling Shaocheng took off his clothes, and carefully put the things in his pockets on the bedside table.

The sunlight flooded into the room, jumped over the overlapping figures on the bed, and finally landed on the red marriage certificate.

Marriage was the best promise he could give her.

It is enough for Ling Shaocheng to wait for a Ling Nuanqing in his life.

As for her, since the day she was abandoned, there was no warmth and no light in her heart. If they hadn't redeemed each other, they were still struggling in the abyss.

Ling Shaocheng kissed her forehead, "I love you."

Ling Nuanqing likes to hear this, especially.

From now on, he will tell her all his life.