On the morning of the next day, Meng Lanting, dressed in a coat and skirt, was picked up from Zhou's house, got into a car decorated with flowers, and drove to Feng's house.
Countless citizens watched along the way, and thousands of plainclothes military police were dispatched to maintain order along the way and the road was smooth.
At ten o'clock, the wedding car arrived at Feng Mansion.
Meng Lanting was connected to the gate.
Witnessed by relatives and friends, he held a grand wedding ceremony with Feng Kezhi.
The two kowtowed to Mr.
Feng and met all the eight pairs of sisters, brothers-in-law and close relatives who were present.
After the wedding banquet, at five o'clock in the afternoon, they each changed into wedding dresses and formal attires, and set off to the hotel together to hold a wedding ceremony with more guests and accept it.
A reporter took photos of a Western-style ball wedding.
The motorcade was on its way from Feng's house to the hotel.
Both sides of the road were still crowded with citizens who had heard the news and were watching.
They were happily pointing and talking about the miles-long queue of wedding cars that was rarely seen on weekdays.
Before setting off this morning, Mrs.
Zhou had been telling Meng Lanting not to be nervous.
She didn't feel that she was very nervous, but she didn't sleep well last night.
Now that the day has passed, her body wrapped in the wedding dress has become a little tight.
She was holding a bouquet in her hands and looking forward.
As she was sitting upright, she suddenly felt a hand coming up from behind her waist, gently stroking her back.
She turned her face and met the two looks from Feng Kezhi next to her.
"If you're tired, come closer and lean on me.
It's okay."
He brought his face close to her ear and whispered softly.
Today is the second time the two met after their last meeting.
The wedding dress Meng Lanting is wearing now has a fluffy hem.
Now that she is sitting, the hem of the skirt is piled on her knees, just blocking his stretched out arm.
But Meng Lanting still felt a little awkward.
She glanced at Lao Yan, who was sitting in front of the wedding car, twisted her body slightly, took off his hand, and whispered: "I'm not tired.
No need.
Sit tight."
Feng Kezhi's hand that was resting on her waist paused for a moment and then slowly took it back.
The two of them said nothing else on the road.
After arriving at the hotel, the car stopped in front of the gate.
Amidst the warm applause from the guests watching on both sides of the gate, the two got out of the car.
There were more than a thousand guests at this hotel wedding, and only those with invitations could enter the ceremony.
Many guests came from Nanjing, and there were many high-ranking officials.
It is said that last night, all the rooms in the big hotels in Shanghai were full.
The flower girls were the fifth sister's son Xiaoxing and another niece of about the same age.
The two of them ran over in new clothes, called Feng Kezhi and Meng Lanting uncle and aunt, and followed the instructions of the adults, and rushed to pick up the tail of Meng Lanting's wedding dress that was dragging on the ground.
A pair of beautiful men, a talented man and a beautiful woman.
Reporters were on both sides, taking photos constantly.
Meng Lanting took Feng Kezhi's arm towards him, with a smile on his face, stepped on the red carpet under his feet, followed the person beside him, and entered the door of the hotel.
The lobby of Century Hotel has been decorated into a sea of flowers, chocolates and champagne.
The tens of thousands of flowers used to decorate the lobby today were all flown in overnight from the south in the first half of last night.
When they arrived, the petals were still stained with crystal dew, but in the middle of the night, they were arranged into the current flowers. ocean.
The chocolate and champagne come from Hong Kong.
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At the entrance of the lobby, a mountain of champagne and chocolate higher than the top of the person's head was piled up for guests to enjoy.
After the two entered the hotel door, they were temporarily separated and took their places.
Under the high dome of the hotel lobby, the huge semicircular crystal lamp made of thousands of small light bulbs shines brightly and dazzlingly.
Under the gaze of flowers, music and countless pairs of eyes, Meng Lanting, who was wearing a white wedding dress, took the arm of Professor Zhou, who was like a father, and followed him step by step towards Feng Kezhi who was standing in front.
He was wearing a black dress, a snow-white shirt, and a red tie that matched the color of her lips.
He had a corsage made of white orchids and blue cornflowers pinned to his left chest.
He stood there with a posture.
Elegant and handsome.
He smiled and looked at her without blinking.
Before she was brought to Professor Zhou, he immediately took steps to greet her, bowed to Professor Zhou, and then personally brought her to the In front of the stage, the two stood side by side in front of the wedding officiant.
His seemingly impatient behavior made all the guests laugh.
The master of ceremonies of this new style wedding was Mr.
Lin, the president of Zhihua University.
Mr.
Lin once served as the president of Peking University.
He created a great success, his reputation is great, and his expectations are high.
Everyone who is literate knows this.
With a smile on his face, Mr.
Lin delivered a blessing speech to the newlyweds and announced that they were husband and wife.
The other guests also gave congratulatory speeches.
The newlyweds took photos with the guests and accepted photos from reporters.
Finally, amidst warm applause, the dance began.
According to the original process, the groom and the bride can now leave and go to the love nest together, allowing their families and guests to continue to have fun together.
Probably because of the groom's seemingly reckless behavior just now, Mr.
Lin suddenly became naughty and proposed that today's groom and bride should share the first opening dance before letting them go.
The guests all responded and applauded warmly.
Meng Lanting was unprepared, and since he didn't dance often, his dancing skills were mediocre.
Now he had to dance in front of the eyes of more than a thousand pairs of guests, so it was inevitable that he would be clumsy.
She doesn't care if she makes a fool of herself, but it's not what she wants if the Feng family is laughed at behind their back.
She was slightly nervous and looked at Feng Kezhi.
She saw that he was smiling and didn't say anything.
He just snapped his fingers in the direction of the band to indicate the music.
Then he bent slightly towards her and stretched out his hand to invite her to dance.
Totally gentlemanly.
Meng Lanting suddenly woke up.
He is naturally a master.
Accompanied by the brisk waltz played by the live band, Feng Kezhi led Meng Lanting down the dance floor.
Meng Lanting's guess was not wrong.
Feng Kezhi dances extremely well.
The body was so close that Meng Lanting felt a strong and solid arm of his, holding his waist steadily.
With almost no effort on her part, she was led by him and started dancing on the dance floor.
She raised her head slightly and looked at him, as if she saw her own reflection in his dark and bright eyes looking down.
Round and round.
She was gradually dazzled, and she didn't dare to look at him, and lowered her eyes.
At this moment, the music in his ears gradually stopped, and with the warm applause ringing again, Feng Kezhi gently let go of her waist, and instead held one of her hands, leading her to the surroundings.
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The guests thanked them for coming to witness their wedding, and then left the dance floor.
Amidst the applause of the guests, they led Meng Lanting out of the hotel and into the car.
After getting in the car, he let go of Meng Lanting's hand, bent down again, carefully gathered the skirt of her skirt for her, closed the car door, and ordered Lao Yan to drive away.
When we returned to the love nest, it was already dark, almost nine o'clock in the evening.
This bungalow on West Ehams Road is also brightly lit tonight.
On the large iron gate of the garden, there is an arched flower door decorated with flowers and lanterns.
A carved little angel holding a bow and arrow with a pair of wings on his back flies above the flower door.
The car passed underneath.
After it stopped, Feng Ke got out of the car, opened the door for Meng Lanting, and helped her out.
Feng Ma was sent here to serve the two of them.
She was wearing new clothes tonight and had been waiting here with her servants for a long time.
She happily welcomed the two of them in and said, "Young Master, Young Mistress, I made you a supper.
You can eat and then go into the room." ."
He asked someone to bring out the midnight snack.
Meng Lanting didn't have the habit of eating late night snacks, and he had no appetite.
After struggling for a whole day, he was now tired and tired.
He just wanted to rest early and excused himself with a smile.
"Then I won't eat either."
Feng Kezhi followed.
"More or less, take a bite," Feng's mother advised earnestly.
"There are not many glutinous rice balls with red dates and peanuts, just two.
If you eat them, you will have a baby sooner."
Feng Kezhi had already followed Meng Lanting.
When he heard this, he stopped again and looked at her: "Let's eat first."
Feng's mother brought it over on a gold and red lacquered tray, two small bowls, each with two fat white dumplings.
Feng Kezhi took it and swallowed it in two mouthfuls.
Meng Lanting also took the bowl and ate it.
Feng's mother smiled happily and said, "The young master and the young mistress should go up and have a rest.
They have been tired for a day."
Meng Lanting followed Feng Ke up to the second floor and stopped in front of a room with a red double happiness sticker on the door.
He opened the door, turned on the wall lamp, and said softly: "We're here, come in."
This is a large master bedroom with Western-style decoration and soft lighting.
There is a large bed with Roman columns in the middle, and the bed is covered with a bright red quilt with traditional dragon and phoenix patterns of auspiciousness, happiness and wealth.
In the middle of the quilt, there is also a lotus tray.
In the tray is a magnolia, a gold ingot, and a handle of wishful thinking, which is an auspicious sign of "sure success."
Feng Kezhi moved the tray away and said, "You go take a shower first."
Meng Lanting hummed, picked up the pre-folded pajamas in the closet, walked into the bathroom, closed the door, hesitated, and finally closed the door latch gently and as quietly as possible.
The sound of rushing water soon came from the bathroom.
Feng Kezhi sat by the bed, listened to the sound of water for a while, stood up, took off his coat, pulled off his tie, came to the wine cabinet, opened a bottle of red wine, poured it into a glass, picked it up, shook it gently, and slowly He brought it to his mouth and took a sip.
After Meng Lanting finished taking a bath, he put on his pajamas and a bathrobe, tied up his belt, opened the door and walked out.
There was no one at the bedside.
She turned her head.
Feng Kezhi stood with his back in front of the wine cabinet in the corner of the room, holding a cup in his hand and looking at himself.
"I'm ready.
You go and wash up." she said.
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He lifted the quilt and got up, lying on the side of the bed.
Feng Kezhi put down his wine glass and walked into the bathroom.
There was a sound of water.
He washed quickly and came out within a moment.
He casually wrapped himself in a bathrobe, got on the bed, and sat on the other side of the bed.
He turned his head and glanced at Meng Lanting beside the pillow.
Seeing her eyes half open and half closed, he whispered: "If you are tired, go to sleep now."
Meng Lanting hummed lowly, opened his eyes, smiled at him, slowly turned over, turned his back to him, and closed his eyes.
Feng Kezhi sat alone for a while, leaned over, raised his hand to turn off the lamp, and lay down.
The room fell into darkness.
Only the curtains on the side facing the terrace reflected the colorful light from the neon lights that were on in the garden all night, faintly letting in some light.
The young man beside the pillow hadn't moved since he lay down, and his breathing was very steady.
She is not the only one who is tired today, he should be even more tired than herself.
He must have fallen asleep soon.
After realizing this, Meng Lanting slowly relaxed.
Really tired.
She closed her eyes and gradually fell asleep.
I don’t know how long I slept, but I woke up again as if I felt thirsty.
The moment I opened my eyes and felt myself lying on a strange big bed, my consciousness was still a little dazed.
After a pause, I realized that I was married and lying on the bed in my new house.
She turned her head subconsciously and unexpectedly discovered that Feng Kezhi, lying next to her, was gone.
The pillowside is empty.
She sat up and looked around.
Although the room was dimly lit, you could still see things.
He wasn't in the room either.
The door leading to the terrace was ajar.
Meng Lanting hesitated, climbed out of bed, walked gently towards the terrace with bare feet, walked to the door and took a look outside.
Feng Kezhi was sitting in a chair on the balcony, his legs crossed on the railing of the balcony, his head tilted back slightly, motionless, as if he had fallen asleep.
On a small table next to it, there was a lighter and an open cigarette case.
Meng Lanting hid behind the door, held his breath, and watched quietly for a while.
His body suddenly moved, he raised his arm, took out a cigarette from the cigarette case, bit it in his mouth, lowered his head, and with a crisp "ding", the lighter lit up.
The blue flames illuminated the outline of a handsome profile, and disappeared as the lighter was extinguished.
A gust of night wind blew, and a faint smell of tobacco drifted into his breath.
Meng Lanting couldn't help it anymore, walked over quickly, reached over from behind, pulled the cigarette out of his mouth, and threw it on the terrace.
"Don't smoke so much anymore" She glanced at the several cigarette butts scattered on the ground and frowned.
Feng Kezhi turned around, as if stunned for a moment and did not move.
"It's late, come in and go to bed" After Meng Lanting finished speaking, he turned to leave.
"It's okay tomorrow.
I'm not tired and can't sleep yet.
You can go to bed by yourself and don't worry about me."
A muffled voice came from behind.
Meng Lanting stopped again, turned around, and saw that he reached for the cigarette box again.
He became angry, turned back, and swept the cigarette box away.
With a "pop" sound, the cigarette case slipped from the table and fell to the ground.
"How can I sleep if you stay here?"
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"You come in" She scolded and turned to leave again.
A hand stretched out from behind, grabbed her hand, and pulled it.
Meng Lanting couldn't help himself, so he was dragged and lay on his chest, face to face with him.
She had just come out of bed, wearing nothing more than a red silk nightgown.
The nightgown he was wearing was even more open, exposing most of his chest.
The softness on her chest pressed tightly against his hard chest.
The cool surface temperature of his skin quickly intersected with his body temperature on the thin layer of fabric, and then seemed to seep into the pores and invade the bottom of the skin.
Meng Lanting couldn't help but shudder.
The scene of skin-to-skin contact with him on the hotel bed that night quickly passed through my mind.
Her heartbeat quickened.
Feeling that there was a dark light flickering in his lowered eyes looking down at her, she couldn't help twisting her body and struggling: "Let go.
I'm going in."
Her breasts inadvertently rubbed against him again.
Feng Kezhi's Adam's apple rolled.
He obeyed and released his grip on her wrist, but did not let her leave him.
Instead, he raised his arms, hugged her waist, slowly tightened her soft body that was still lying on his chest, and gently rubbed her warm forehead with his chin that was chilled by the night wind. .
"Lanting, please don't be so bad to me, okay?"
A pleading voice sounded softly in Meng Lanting's ears. gd1806102: