C739 Waiting for Love
Today's guest area is divided into four areas.
The furthest left was the royal family's guest area. All of them were relatives of the female side. His Majesty, Madam Tusk and the rest had come, and the three of them were also sitting there.
The second area on the left was the family and friends of the male side. Most of them were friends of Yee Qingzhi and Liang Ye in the business world. There was also a small number of relatives of the Yeh family.
The third area on the left was the media's guest area.
On the right was Kaixin's friends from the entertainment industry who had been specially invited.
In the middle of the wedding, Liang Ye held Weiwe's hand with one hand and came over with red wine in the other. She greeted the artistes in the entertainment industry one by one. The artistes stood up in a flattered manner and bowed very respectfully.
On the other side, the media area was scrambling to film and report. They were all people who had received small red packets. They knew what to write.
Because Yee Qingzhi was not familiar with the entertainment industry, coupled with the identity of the young princess Kaysing, in such an occasion, they did not ask the entertainment industry's artistes to form a group of best men and women to create trouble. Those who had members of the royal family had to be more careful.
After this wedding, almost the entire entertainment industry was scrolling photos of Kaixin's wedding.
Many artists would take selfies at the wedding banquet. Some of the royal family members would appear to have unintentionally entered from a corner, but they were actually taking selfies to show off.
On the stage, Yee Qingzhi led Kaixin onto the stage.
The beautiful piano and singing continued, over and over again. This time, Joao and his wife's heart was filled with playfulness. He wanted to perform the half of the wedding ceremony to the end.
Kangkang and Jinxi held high boxes, and a pair of newlyweds exchanged rings with each other under everyone's watch.
Kangkang also grabbed Jinxi's small hand, and at this time, a red dragonfly flew over and quietly stayed on Jinxi's left ring finger, as if it had given her a promised ring.
The photographer kept taking pictures of the wedding and accidentally saw this scene. He immediately took a picture of the scene.
After exchanging the rings, Yee Qingzhi excitedly hugged Kaixin's waist and kissed her red lips under thousands of gazes.
Kaixin's body was constantly being pushed back by Yee Qingzhi. She had been dancing ballet since she was young. The flexibility of her waist was very good, and in the end, her whole body was pushed back by almost 90 degrees!
Yee Qingzhi left her lips and pulled her back bit by bit.
He had eaten all of Kaixin's lipstick, and her small face was filled with shyness and joy.
For a moment, the phrase "ninety degree hot kiss" combined with the wedding photos, the guests who attended the ceremony, and the introduction of the wedding contents, quickly became the number one news search.
Yee Qingzhi smiled and hugged her tightly, "I was a little excited just now."
He kissed so hard that he felt like he couldn't stand anymore. Only then did he realize that he had oppressed her to such an extent.
Cutting the cake and pouring champagne, both of them finished what they needed to do. Kaixin suddenly raised her hand high. The beautiful bouquet in her hand was actually a large handful of exquisite dog tail grass. There were also bits and pieces of purple smoked grass as decoration.
Yee Qingzhi never thought that she would use such an ordinary bride to hold the flowers.
When he saw that there were people holding it and following them, he thought that it was a child's play.
But later on, when they asked him to give this to Kaixin, Yee Qingzhi was also stunned. With so many people present, he could only do it.
Now, she waved the poodle grass in her hand like a child who was happy with sugar. "The flower language of poodle grass is a crush! The flower language of laparette is waiting for love! I liked Mr. Yee when I was 16 years old, and I had a crush on him for so many years. After waiting for so many years, I finally got what I wanted and married Mr. Yee! So, my bride today is poodle grass. Add the Launette!"
Yee Qingzhi looked at her excited look and finally understood the meaning behind it. His eyes couldn't help but turn red.
Kaixin lifted her skirt and jumped off the stage in her high heels. On the side. She held the flowers high and ran through the arched doors. He shouted, "Line up and stand still! I'm going to throw the flower! Who's the next person to successfully leave the queue? "
The unmarried girls left the seats one after another. They cheered and scrambled to run forward, following Kaixin's figure.
On the stage, Yee Qingzhi looked at the girl running in front of him from afar.
He knew that she was just a girl, his girl.
Whether it was the sunshine or the rain, it was his wish that he could see her in such high spirits.
"One! Two! Three!"
Kaixin used all her strength to throw the bouquet in her hand backwards!
On the seat, Wei Ziqi, who had a gentle smile on her face, said with red eyes, "She still remembers to count. I threw it away at that time and forgot to count."
Mu Shangqing peeled the prawns for her and said gently as usual, "Come, open your mouth. My daughter is going to eat prawns and prawns."
Wei's mother laughed and said, "You only know that it is my daughter? I told Qiqi's father that it might be a kid!"
Mu Shangqing furrowed his brows and said coquettishly to Wei's mother, "Mom, it must be a daughter! It must be a daughter! We have to show the one who gave birth to three sons who has a daughter's life! "
"Ah!"
"Flower!"
"[My Dog Tail Grass! Hahaha! I'll snatch...]"
The girls all went to snatch, but the bouquet seemed to be installed with a spring. It actually jumped continuously on the tips of the girls' hands, clearly landing in the palm of a hand. The flowers were sent flying by someone else's hand!
The guests were stunned for a moment. They exclaimed in shock!
Even the people in the Imperial District looked at him curiously.
They saw the bouquet of flowers fall straight towards Jinxi and was firmly grabbed by her in the palm of her hand.
She smiled.
She was clearly still a child, but when Jinxi smiled, it was like a mountain stream full of brilliant flowers.
She held the flowers in her hands, and with her fair little fingers, she only pulled out a piece of Launette from within. Then, she threw the flowers back into the middle of the girls!
"Ah!"
"It's mine!!"
The girls tried to snatch it again. This time, it was finally snatched by a female reporter!
Jinxi, on the other hand, held the lavens tightly in her hands and looked at Kangkang. "Sister Kaixin said that the lavens are waiting for love."
Kangkang looked at her seriously and did not say anything.
She pulled Kangkang's hand again and placed the cigar in his palm. "Didn't you say that we should wait for our real wedding together? This is for you. Let's wait together! "
Waiting for love, waiting for their real wedding.
Kangkang's eyes were bright and bright, as if his entire life had existed because of her words.
Yee Qingzhi led Kaixin to change into a toast costume.
Kangkang sent Jinxi to Qiao Xinxian's side, and Qiao Xinxian immediately held Jinxi in his arms. Kangkang quickly went to find Ziyu, handed the lavendish to Ziyu, and asked, "Is there any way to keep it forever?"
Ziyu shook his head. "I don't know about flowers, but Hereditary Prince, I can help you ask."
A female artiste who passed by smiled and said, "Find a beautiful small bottle and put this in. Take the air inside and keep it in a vacuum state. Then you can keep it!"0
Kangkang's eyes lit up. "Help me get it!"
So, the small piece of smoked grass was carefully wrapped by Ziyu's handkerchief. He put it in his pocket. "Hereditary Prince, Ziyu will give it to you tomorrow."
Kangkang heaved a sigh of relief.
After he turned around, the handsome little figure walked between the dining tables. When he passed the media area, the reporters heard people constantly making way for the little child. Those people even respectfully called out, "Hereditary Prince."
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