Break the ring for her!Paranoid Mr. Huo after marriage, he pinches his waist and pets him

Huo Shichuan started preparing for the wedding very early, and sat down with Jane's family to discuss the time, and finally the wedding date was set on July 7th.

At the end of the Dragon Boat Festival holiday in June, Tang Suiwan was sitting at the table, looking at Jian Feng and Huo Shichuan, who were writing wedding invitations with their heads down.

The soft pen used for the Jane seal is neat and peaceful, subtle and introverted.

The pen Huo Shichuan used was sharp and sharp.

The lights are warm, and there is only the sound of pens being written in the room for a while, the cardboard is lightly folded, and the two occasionally talk in a low voice.

The little girl became sleepy just looking at it, and fell asleep at the table.

Huo Shichuan stopped writing, raised his eyes to stare at the little furry head, and smiled silently.

Jian Feng also took a look, and then lowered his volume a little, "Wanwan must be tired these two days."

"Yeah, I want to take so many styles of wedding photos, but I feel tired when I go to the location."

That is to say, but the corners of the brows and eyes are gentle and indulgent, more like a sweet show off.

Taking advantage of the Dragon Boat Festival holiday, Lin Shi made an appointment with the wedding photo team to come to the door and take pictures of Tang Suiwan's favorite styles one by one.

——Only clothes, the little girl changed more than a dozen sets, but she was not tired from tossing.

"Take Wanwan to rest. There is not much left, so I can write it." Jian Feng urged in a low voice, afraid that the little girl would be uncomfortable sleeping on her stomach.

Huo Shichuan closed his pen and said something to trouble grandpa.

He took the little girl in his arms and went back to the bedroom.

The study suddenly became quiet, only Jian Feng was there.

The weather in Kyoto is always dry, but tonight it rained lightly, pattering on the eaves.

Jian Feng glanced at the folded invitations on the table. The long strips of hard red cardboard were made of gold foil rose clasps and sprinkled with delicate gold powder, which sparkled under the light.

The soft pen is golden, light and easy to write.

[Hi today's red rope is a perfect match]

【Bu Tanian Baitou Yongxi Gui Fu Lanxin】

After transcribing the remaining [-] or so invitations, Jian Feng put aside his writing, remained silent for a moment, and opened a drawer in the study.

There was a faded red wedding book.

Jian Feng's fingertips stroked the first half of the round and delicate handwriting, and a smile appeared on his lips, as if he could still think of the girl who was copying every word from the textbook, frowning her eyebrows and being very serious.

Whilst writing, I was still thinking about it, "... I know, I know, I love you... What is this word?"

There was a little annoyance on his face.

Sitting beside her, Jian Feng had already watched quietly.

I couldn't help laughing, "Little katydid, the teacher just said it in class, didn't you listen?"

Yu Zhaozhao's eyes fluttered, "Did you tell me..."

There is no way, the teacher's voice is strange and steady, it sounds really hypnotic, not at all like her little painter, giving her lectures, the voice is clear and pleasant, and she likes to watch it.

A classmate shouted from outside, telling Yu Zhaozhao to go to the teacher's office.

The girl stood up briskly and left.

Jian Feng was holding a book in his hand, but he was a little absent-minded, glanced sideways, and then again.

He simply took the red paper in front of him and continued to write.

"A perfect couple made in heaven, a good relationship will last forever."

"Love is a flounder, and I hope to respect each other as a guest; the auspicious leaves and scales will be the successors of Ding Kechang."

The red paper has been placed for many years, and it has faded somewhat, but the bright gold writing on it can still be seen.

Zhaozhao pretended to be nonchalant on the surface, as if he just got excited and wrote it casually.

But the red hard paper and golden soft pen prepared in advance have already betrayed her careful planning.

"I would like to write to Hongjian with the covenant of white heads."

"It's good to make the alliance of red leaves, and it will contain a mandarin tree."

The girl's mind is full of unknown expectations, and even the marriage letter has to be written in advance happily.

The completely different handwriting fell on the same red paper, like the red line of the moon, connecting the two closely.

Jian Feng read each word slowly, then looked up at the oil painting hanging on the opposite wall, his eyes full of nostalgia.

"Zhao Zhao, so many years have passed in the blink of an eye, and our granddaughter is going to have a wedding."

"We didn't get to grow old forever."

"They'll do it."

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Chennai was the first to get the invitation.

A rose gold red envelope with a gorgeous golden seal on the back.

Chen Nai held it in his hand and looked at it for a moment, then turned his head and said seriously, "Wanwan, why don't you give me another copy."

Tang Suiwan was a little puzzled, "What's the matter, didn't Ju Yi's share was already given to you, do you want to bring someone else?"

Seeing Xiaoyuan's face pointing at the wax mark, his face was full of grief.

"It's so beautiful, I really can't bear to tear it down."

"How can a wedding invitation be made into a work of art!"

Tang Suiwan was amused by her, "But the inside looks better."

Chen Nai felt itchy, so he had to carefully peel off the sealant and took out the fiery red invitation from the envelope.

Dazzled by the magnificence visible to the naked eye, "What is this, gold leaf rose?"

Undo the buckle, and the big petaled flower will be separated from it, revealing the neat regular script written with a gold pen inside, which is extraordinarily beautiful and elegant on the red paper sprinkled with gold powder.

At the end, there is also a lively little fox hanging.

"—Is this real gold?!" Chen Nai felt that the invitation was inexplicably heavy in his hand, and when he saw this little fox, his eyes widened.

"Yes, solid ones, about eight or nine grams." Huo Shichuan prepared them in advance.

Seeing that everyone in the classroom was gradually filling up, Tang Suiwan planned to take out the invitations from the bag.

The arm was suddenly grabbed by Chennai.

The little round face looked sincere, "Wanwan, are you going to get married just this once?"

Tang Suiwan: "?"

Chennai seemed to have noticed a slip of the tongue, and hurriedly made amends.

"That's right, the object can be the same, but it would be great to have more weddings!"

"One knot this year, one knot next year..."

Then she can receive many solid gold little foxes!