Madam, Your Sockpuppet is Lost Again!

The two families outside were still thinking about the guests.

The wedding banquet inside has officially started.

The entire venue is in Chinese style, with carved beams and painted walls, a red carpet on the ground, and lanterns hanging around...

The wedding officiant stood on the high platform in the middle.

"Don't be nervous," Lin Siran supported Pan Mingyue's arm and led her up the steps slowly behind the screen not far away: "Your uncle is already in front."

"Well." Pan Mingyue blinked.

The screens on both sides were slowly moved away, and Lin Siran let go of her hand after she went up the steps.

The two-meter-long trailer behind Pan Mingyue was also released by Jiang Yifan and the others.

"Mingyue, come." My uncle had been waiting for her at the entrance for a long time. Seeing her, he smiled reluctantly, but it was hard to smile.

Pan Mingyue nodded, her vision blurred: "Uncle."

"Hey," my uncle responded, and then held Pan Mingyue without saying a word, "Let's go."

Eight meters away, Lu Zhaoying was waiting.

Uncle has always been quite cheerful and a little narcissistic, but at this time he took Pan Mingyue away without saying a word.

The two finally stopped in front of Lu Zhaoying.

"Little Lu," my uncle looked at Lu Zhaoying, "my family's bright moon will be handed over to you."

"Uncle, don't worry." Lu Zhaoying took Pan Mingyue's hand from his uncle. After staying in the military camp for a long time, there was a layer of calluses on the pulp of his fingers.

The uncle nodded, "I know, you are a good child, Mingyue's character may not be very good in the future, I hope you will be more tolerant and tolerant of her in the future. She has a stubborn personality. I secretly went to see her when I was a child. My mother was punished. She knelt on the ground overnight and refused to admit her mistake. At first, I was worried about your career, but now that I think about it, it’s actually nothing, just one thing, Xiao Lu, I hope you will remember it whenever you perform any task. There are still people waiting for you at home. My sister she... she is just such a daughter."

Uncle's eyes were red, his sister was married, there was no wedding, no guests, and he couldn't even carry her out in person.

In the end, she had been dead for a long time before he knew the news.

Yesterday, Lu Zhaoying took him to see the sculpture of his brother-in-law who had never met. He could understand his sister's stubbornness back then.

Although he understood, if he was given another chance, he would still refuse.

Lu Zhaoying looked down at Pan Mingyue and said solemnly to his uncle, "Don't worry."

Uncle nodded, looked at Mingyue again, and smiled hard, "Mingyue, uncle is very guilty. I shouldn't have forgiven your mother for so many years."

He could only know from the words of others, what kind of life Pan Mingyue had spent.

Pan Mingyue actually seldom cried, and always felt that her tears disappeared completely when she was 16 years old.

After Qin Ran left, she left her under someone's guard, not to mention crying, she was careful with every move.

Feng Ci said that she had no heart. Pan Mingyue thought about it. In fact, what he said made some sense.

She looked up at her uncle, her eyes red.

"Hey, you should be happy on your big day today, but don't cry." The uncle spoke quickly, comforting her in a panic.

Lu Zhaoying also lowered his head, he was still holding Pan Mingyue with his right hand, and gently wiped away the tears from the corner of her eyes with his left finger, "Don't cry, come."

He took Pan Mingyue and knelt down in one direction.

There, is the direction of Yuncheng.

Pan Mingyue understood, she followed behind Lu Zhaoying, looked at his back, and followed step by step.

**

After the ceremony.

Chang Ning's table was still a special table under the main seat. Pan Mingyue and Lu Zhaoying led Mrs. Lu, Father Lu, and aunt and uncle to toast table by table.

Until this table, Chang Ning raised his wine glass and looked at the two of them lightly: "Although we are married, our marriage leave is only two days."

Feng Loucheng sat on the other side, glanced at Chang Ning, opened his mouth, but still did not speak.

Just depressed.

He couldn't figure out how the good Pan Mingyue was entangled with them again.

Fortunately, Pan Mingyue never thought of resigning, so just endure it.

Fengloucheng did not dare to ask too much.

Mrs. Lu and Father Lu had never met Chang Ning, let alone aunt and uncle.

After toasting the table, when my uncle and aunt left, they accidentally saw the general fog sticking out of Kenneth's pocket, which was cold and scary.

These two people: "..."

"Uncle Mingyue, Auntie," at the next table, Mrs. Lu introduced the key figures at the table to the two of them, "This is General Chen, this is..."

This table is the third seat.

Several of them, however, are common faces on TV news.

The cup in my uncle's hand almost fell over.

After finally toasting a circle of wine, my uncle recovered and sat back on the table.

The Flowing Water Banquet only slowly stopped in the middle of the afternoon.

The Lu family began to send guests.

Pan Mingyue has already gone to the new house. The new house is in the Lu's house, on the second floor, a newly renovated room.

The bed was covered with a red quilt, with delicate patterns embroidered on the quilt.

Qin Ran threw Cheng Ziyu to her and hugged her for a while. Pan Xiangxiang and Jiang Yifan were with her in the room.

Gu Mingsheng and the others were making trouble with Lu Zhaoying outside, but they wanted to come in and make trouble with the bride and groom. After all, it was fun, but Qin Ran stayed in the room, and no one dared to come in.

Cheng Ziyu is good-looking, Pan Xiangxiangjiang Yifan can't take his eyes away when he sees him.

Piansheng, he is not as tossing as he was when he was first born. His eyes are black and bright, his skin is porcelain white, like a New Year's picture doll, and he has a 300% return rate when he puts it on the street.

A few young ladies teased him, and he raised his eyes lazily.

The eyelashes trembled like a brush.

"This is too cute!" Jiang Yifan felt that his heart melted, "Look at his eyelashes! Look at his eyes! Look at his mouth! I have a niece... forget her."

A few people teased the doll until Lu Zhaoying came back full of alcohol, and then the people slowly dispersed.

"How much did he drink?" Outside the door, Qin Ran reached out and pinched Cheng Ziyu's face, finally feeling that he looked a bit like her and Cheng Juan.

Cheng Juan reached out to take Cheng Ziyu, and when he heard the words, he raised his eyebrows calmly: "I just had a few drinks with him."

**

These cups are naturally not ordinary cups.

In the bedroom, Pan Mingyue finally pinched her sore neck, "Help me get this thing off my head."

She faced the mirror and wanted to take off the gold jewelry on her head, but she didn't know how the makeup artist fixed it.

Lu Zhaoying couldn't see anything other than blushing.

He hummed and came over. The headgear on his head was a bit complicated, and he slowly took off the gold ornaments little by little.

The last hairpin was removed, and the waterfall's hair was scattered to the back of his head.

"Much better." Pan Mingyue exhaled. The headgear Qin Ran and the others prepared were all real gold and silver, and the weight was so large that she couldn't lift her head.

Finding that Lu Zhaoying was inexplicably silent tonight, Pan Mingyue turned sideways and saw Lu Zhaoying staring at her for a moment.

She looked away, "I'm going to take a shower and change my clothes."

Feng Guanxia is good-looking, but it is heavy and cumbersome, with one layer inside and one layer outside, and the clothes are also helped by two makeup artists.

Has a buckle and a tie.

East and West.

Pan Mingyue has been tossing around in the changing room for a long time. She is very patient on weekdays. She can finally get these buttons and laces in order. There may be someone outside today, and the atmosphere is different. messed up.

Just as she was competing with the buttons, a low voice came from the door of the changing room: "I help you?"

Pan Mingyue's outer layer of buttons had been unbuttoned and she had taken off her coat. She was looking for the ties of her inner and small clothes. She heard the words and her hands froze.

Lu Zhaoying's tone didn't look like a question.

He earnestly helped her find the buckles and straps.

Seeing that he was serious, Pan Mingyue breathed a sigh of relief.

"Okay." Lu Zhaoying slowly, bit by bit, tidied up the last clothes, the heat was mixed with the smell of alcohol, and he whispered.

Pan Mingyue gave a "hmm" and turned to look at him. She was originally white, but at this time, she was even more white than snow against the background of the red wedding dress, "Thank you."

However, she saw Lu Zhaoying looking at him with energy, and the hand resting on the waistband of her underwear still hadn't let go.

Pan Mingyue was a little uncomfortable and tilted her head, "I'm going to wash..."

Before she could go out, the hand resting on her waist tightened, and then he grabbed her lips.

The hot air mixed with the spicy aroma of alcohol rushed to the face.

Her vision changed suddenly, and before she could react, her eyes turned upside down and she landed on the bed.

The straps of the lingerie had been untied, and it fell to the ground with a gentle pull. She could feel the cold on her body, and the last lining was lifted up.

The air conditioner was turned on in the room, but the air was still hot, and Pan Mingyue's mind was also a little dizzy, and she couldn't see people clearly.

Lu Zhaoying was drinking with those people in the evening and wearing a shirt, and at this time it looked messy, revealing his collarbone.

His kiss gradually moved to her ear, a little bit of drinking, his eyebrows and eyes were darker than before, his breath was mixed with alcohol, and his voice seemed to be pressed in his throat, and he called her low and low, "Mingyue" …”

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