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Chapter 242 A wise man never falls in love

Ji Ning waved her hands repeatedly, "No, no, I'm not that traditional. And we've already taken our wedding photos, I'm satisfied."

"Then what do you want?"

"You've given me enough." Ji Ning turned and looked at Zhou Jingmo, "By the way, what do you want?"

She had never asked Zhou Jingmo this question seriously.

In the past, she always felt that Zhou Jingmo lacked nothing, and he was also a relatively indifferent person, so he probably didn't have any desires or requests.

Zhou Jingmo lowered his head: "I want to hold a wedding ceremony."

Ji Ning: "..."

"It doesn't need to be too much trouble. It's a small-scale banquet for guests and friends. It's always a pity if you don't have one in your life."

Ji Ning didn't say anything, but she kept it in mind.

On the ninth day of the second lunar month, Lin Xiaokang and Wang Shuqin were exhausted. They held a Chinese-style wedding. Wang Shuqin's phoenix crown and bridal veil weighed dozens of kilograms. In the evening, she was panting and said, "I won't get married anymore... I won't get married again..."

Lin Xiaokang has a good alcohol tolerance, but he was drunk a lot that day. He looked like a puppy with red eyes. "Ah, there is a future?"

Wang Shuqin covered her lips, thinking, "Oops, I said the wrong thing." But her face was flushed today, because she was excited and touched.

Lin Xiaokang is a chatterbox, but today at the wedding he said a lot of things that he didn't usually say, and they were promises.

The boy held the microphone and seemed to have transformed from a boy into a man in an instant. He became so steady and responsible.

"In this life, I will wash the clothes, do the housework, and Shuqin will take care of the money. I want to give Shuqin all the happiness that she didn't enjoy in the first half of her life!"

He hadn't drunk any alcohol at that time, but he seemed to be drunk, full of courage. He made his promises by shouting, which scared the witness Ji Ning next to him.

But despite being scared, Ji Ning still solemnly handed Wang Shuqin's hand to Lin Xiaokang, "Take good care of her in the future."

Ji Ning was wearing a cheongsam that day. The floral pattern was bright and showed off her figure. The high heels made her look even taller. But Zhou Jingmo couldn't help himself and tore it into pieces that night when she returned home.

He had become more and more ferocious recently, and she sometimes felt as if she was going to die on him.

In the middle of the night, the two of them finally had time to chat. Ji Ning lay on top of him, her whole body limp and powerless, still a little breathless, her body seemed to have turned into water. She wrapped her arms around his waist and whispered, "Jing Mo, I think I understand why you also want to have a wedding."

When she saw Wang Shuqin and Lin Xiaokang getting married that day, she cried. She was grateful that the two lovers finally got married, but she also felt that sometimes one should not be afraid of trouble and a sense of ceremony was also necessary.

A wonderful experience can become so unforgettable that even after the years have passed and time has washed away, it will still be remembered for a long, long time.

So two days later, on another auspicious day, Zhou Jingmo and Ji Ning also held a small wedding.

"So beautiful..." Wang Shuqin was stunned. Ji Ning in front of her was wearing a wedding dress. It was not a complicated style. It had a simple beauty, holy and beautiful. With a simple veil, she looked like a fairy descending to the earth.

Zhou Jingmo stretched out his hand to her and she held it. His eyes were like spilled ink, so thick and deep.

For the first time, Ji Ning saw emotion on Zhou Jingmo's face. He seemed to be deeply touched by this wedding, even though it was just a small wedding.

He never wanted much.

Ji Ning sighed in her heart, it seems that she gave too little.

She squatted down, touched Yuanyuan's soft little cheek, and said with a smile, "Yuanyuan will never ask us why we didn't bring her to our wedding again."

"Is there anything else you want to do? You've always spoiled me, and it's my turn to spoil you."

When she said this, the man laughed out loud. He touched the hair that was messed up by the wind on her cheek, adjusted her veil, and pinched her cheek, unable to let go.

Ji Ning's cheeks puffed up, and she was so angry that she became a hamster. "Why are you laughing? I am serious. I can satisfy any request you have. I am now President Ji and the chairman of the Chamber of Commerce."

"I know." His big palm continued to fall on the top of her head, "But in my eyes, you will always be just Ningning, my love."

He didn't even mention the child, and Ji Ning blinked.

"You have fulfilled my wish. I just want you to stay with me forever, nothing else."

He said this solemnly, almost reverently.

It was like talking to her, or more like making a wish to God.

Ji Ning forced out a sweet smile and stretched out her finger, "Okay, pinky promise!"

It's rare for a man to be childish. He will make pinky promises with her and shake hands with her, and won't change for a hundred years.

It was a little trick he had never played in his childhood or adolescence, but now he believed in it firmly.

The small wedding was held outdoors, with green lawns, flowers, champagne, buffet-style food, and not many guests.

When it is the bride's turn to throw the bouquet, there is a legend that the person who catches the bride's bouquet will be the next to get married.

A group of people were eager to try and grab the bouquet, especially Ji Ning's college roommates.

They all wanted to pass on Ji Ning's good luck and find an outstanding man like Ji Ning's husband.

So they are already practicing their jumping ability, shaking their arms, ready to catch the ball steadily at any time.

"Are you ready? One, two, three..." As soon as Ji Ning finished speaking, the bouquet in her hand flew away from her hand and formed a beautiful parabola.

"Ahhh!"

"It's mine!"

There was an endless stream of girls laughing and screaming.

Everyone was scrambling for the bouquet, but they could only touch the tip of it before it bounced out. In the end, the bouquet formed a strange parabola during the scramble and fell into the hands of a girl standing in the corner.

Su Tiantian looked as if she had seen a ghost.

What the hell? She had hidden so far away, how could it fall into her arms?

She hurriedly threw the bouquet away as if it were a hot potato.

A wise man does not fall in love. She has already broken her vow. It would be fine if she only took one scoop from the vast ocean, but she actually wants to get married. And then she has to feed the child?

Isn't it scary? This is a ghost story -

Qi Yan stood nearby with his hands in black gloves behind his back. When he saw Su Tiantian catch the bouquet by chance, he was actually very moved.

He has attended two weddings in a row recently. Seeing other people's happiness, he seemed to be influenced by it and began to fantasize about his own future.

After Su Tiantian threw the bouquet out, no one was able to catch it steadily.

Seeing this, Qi Yan secretly threw a small stone out.

With a bang, the bouquet of flowers bounced back and then suddenly fell into Su Tiantian's arms.