Chapter 331 Hold Your Hand 6
"In our place, only Luoxue and Mingyue are not married yet, so Luoxue, you should seize the opportunity. With your martial arts, it shouldn't be a problem to grab the bouquet." An Xiaoqiao gave Luoxue an ambiguous look.

"There is also Mo Yang, Mo Yang is also my sister, I wonder if Mo Yang will snatch it?" Xiang Ziluo worried.

"Ahem, Ziluo, do you think Mo Yang will grab the bouquet?" An Xiaoqiao gave Xiang Ziluo a white look, and Mo Yang would grab the bouquet, which is definitely the greatest miracle of the year.

"Even if you throw it in front of Mo Yang, she won't pick it up." Luo Xue said angrily.

"The time has come, Xiao Qiao, are you ready?" Yao Zhihan hurried in and asked.

"No hurry, no hurry, I'm ready, what about Mo Yang? She will be my family member, is the priest ready?"

"It's all good, it's just you."

At this time, Mo Yang walked in, dressed in a lavender long dress, noble and elegant.

"Mo, Mo Yang, you are so beautiful." An Xiaoqiao's eyes were full of astonishment, and finally her eyes fell on Mo Yang's chest. She never expected that Mo Yang would be so pretentious in women's clothing.

"Have you seen enough?"

"Enough, enough, I know that you are actually very good to me, Mo Yang, I really love you to death"

An Xiaoqiao intends to rush over to give Mo Yang a hug, but Mo Yang dodges, and An Xiaoqiao has nothing to hug.

"Can I go?" Mo Yang's complexion was not very good, she hated being watched.

"Hehe, yes, yes." An Xiaoqiao took Mo Yang's hand, feeling depressed, she was already wearing high heels, why was she still shorter than Mo Yang.

The wedding march echoed throughout the temple, solemn and melodious, warm and romantic.

Xiang Mochen acted as a priest helplessly, "Today, all our relatives and friends gathered before the heavens to witness the sacred marriage contract between the bridegroom Ming Chuhan and the bride An Xiaoqiao, and pray for heaven to bless the couple."

Chu Han stood gracefully above the temple, dressed in a white tuxedo, he looked like a medieval prince.

Everyone fell silent.The wedding march gradually changed from melodious to solemn
"Now Miss Mo Yang, the bride's escort, will escort the bride and hand the bride into the hands of the groom."

An Xiaoqiao wore a white floor-to-ceiling wedding dress, pure and immaculate, solemn and sacred, holding a red rose in one hand, and the end of the other hand, walked into the hall.

Everyone's eyes were full of surprise and praise.

"Now it is up to the escort to unveil the bride."

Mo Yang lifted An Xiaoqiao's veil, and gently kissed Xiao Qiao's cheek.

Xiao Qiao couldn't be more moved, and kissed Mo Yang's cheek again and again, "Thank you, Mo Yang."

"Chu Han, Xiao Qiao, may God bless you." Mo Yang handed Xiao Qiao's hand to Chu Han's.

(End of this chapter)

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