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Song Mian was here, and the wedding banquet became lively.

However, his face was slightly pale, and there were blood marks on his face. Although he looked very good, he knew that he seemed to be holding on, even though he insisted to accompany Yun to think about toasting table by table, the guests were all He was kind enough not to embarrass him.

Similar to what Yun Yun thought about hearing in the past, the addition of various ingredients to the wine did not appear.

Walking down in a circle, he put his face on the side of drinking, but the pale background was more obvious.

Those who want to be a little bit of moths also immediately succumbed, letting out a pair of newcomers in a cheerful and decisive manner.

The wedding banquet was nearly ten o'clock in the evening before all the guests left.

"We'll leave the rest to you. You and Xiao Song will go back first." Looking at the guests, Yun Zhibin took the time to think about Yun.

"Okay, hard parents." Yun Xian looked at Song Mian and smiled sweetly at Yun Zhibin.

Yun Zhibin looked at her daughter reluctantly and nodded gently.

Seeing the calculations hidden in Yun Zhibin's eyes, Yun paused for a moment and reached out to hug Yun Zhibin: "Dad, I will always be the only daughter of you and your mother."

Yun Zhibin's eyes swelled and his palm patted her back to comfort her.

Yun Xiang thinks of holding Song Mian. Besides the auditorium, there are many reporters outside. The Song family invited people to stop. They still asked a lot of questions across the block. The spotlight flashed continuously. Yun Xiang didn’t answer any question. Holding Song Mian calmly smiled.

There are reporters along the way, but the security of the famous poolside is very good. The reporters can’t get in when they get to the gate. Only the two of them can come back to the new house. No matter whether Song Qiao or the others didn’t come, even Song Yao took them. After sending it back, I hurried back to help.

"Are you hurt?" Yun thought about finally having the opportunity to be alone with Song Mian, and he was very worried.

Song Mian's deep eyes fell on her face. He drank a lot of wine today, and his body was very strong, and his pale face showed a red light: "It was a bit injured."

"A gunshot wound?" Yun thought tightly.

Surgery for gunshot wounds, where can heal? He hurried back in such a hurry, Yun thought that he completely lost his mind, and pushed Song Mian to the bed and knelt beside him. Without saying anything, he started pulling his clothes.

There is a kind of stunned Song Mian who is about to be hard-wired by his wife.

When he recovered, his clothes on the upper body were stripped off by Yun Xiangxi, three times, five, two, two, and thick gauze wrapped around his waist. The gauze was oozing with blood, and tears came out when he saw Yun Xiang. .

"Don't cry, it's not a gunshot wound, it's a knife wound." Song Mian gritted his teeth and propped up, rubbing the tears of Yun Xiangxiang with his hands. "Without surgery, it will heal in a few days."

Yun thinks about killing Song Mian's hand, tearful eyes glared at him: "I'll go get the first aid kit and change your medicine again."

The first-aid kits prepared by the Song family are more complete than ordinary people. Some trauma medicines are particularly effective. Yun thinks that he took the box and wanted to personally change Song Mian's medicine. The purpose is to see for himself whether his wound is serious. serious.

When her hand was about to remove the gauze, Song Mian pressed her and said, "Wait for Song Yao to come back and change it for me, you go and change your clothes."

Yun thinks still wearing a dress, several gold bracelets hung on his wrists, and his crown is also well worn on his body, certainly uncomfortable.

"It's been all day long, and I'm not in a hurry for this moment." Yun thinks that his eyes are cold and staring at Song Mian quietly.

The more she wanted to break her away, the deeper her heart became.

In the eyes of his wife who did not meet his goal, Song Mian could only obediently withdraw his hand.

Yun thought about pursing her lips and sullen her face, but she also grasped her movements with agility. She took apart the gauze and took it to the last two layers. The gauze had stuck to the wound. A long knife almost spanned half of her body.

She was careful to moisten the gauze with the medicine. Although she didn't hear Song Mian's cries of pain, the tight flesh of his tight abdomen trembles slightly, obviously it hurts.

Yun thinks that his face is even worse, he lowers his head lower, and does not want Song Mian to see it.

When the gauze was completely uncovered, the deepest flesh and blood turned inside out, and it seemed that the whole heart was crumpled into pieces.

She tried to control herself so that she could not tremble or show emotion, and she could only hold herself tightly.

Silently changed Song Mian's medicine and re-wrapped gauze. She packed up the wound medicine and the changed things without saying a word.

Song Mian embraced her from behind her: "Don't be mad at me, my heart will hurt."

What is the injury on my body? Her tight, suffocating breath made him breathless.

"I'm sorry to say that I'm sorry, what qualification do I have to make you angry." Yun thought about taking a deep breath. "If it weren't for me, you wouldn't chase Lucifer. If I insisted on not delaying the marriage, You don’t have to suffer such a serious injury, and you rush back."

Song Mian clasped Yun Xiang's hand on his shoulder and suddenly turned her around hard, and took her into his arms: "You turned the word into a knife, and stabbed me in my heart."

She also knew that she was a little unreasonable now, but she didn't know why she couldn't control her temper, just wanted to stab him and make him feel the kind of dense pain in her heart.

"It was originally because of me that you were involved for no reason..." Song Mian's tone was soft and guilty.

Yun Xiang suddenly felt that both of them were good at retreating, and they changed their tough-tempered couples. Mostly they wanted to quarrel, but they couldn't quarrel, and they only used concessions to appease each other.

Obviously, he wants to take responsibility for himself, but because he loves each other deeply, he cannot even listen to such words.

Song Mian probably said this before she reacted, which would make her look at him like a heart and lung, and then suddenly stopped.

Think of it this way, Yun Xiang thought that all the irritability was gone. She recovered her usual appearance and grabbed his hand: "We are married, and we are husband and wife. I……"

If you are a husband and wife, you should face everything.

Just like a woman should be filial to her in-laws, a man should respect and love her parents-in-law.

Become a husband and wife, you have to bear everything related to each other.

"I...I don't want to postpone the wedding, not to force you to come back, I don't want all your previous hard work to be let down." Yun thought, pursed her lips, and changed the topic while explaining it.

Song Mian has arranged too much for their wedding ceremony. If it is not as good as it is held, Yun thinks about the loss that he can't tell.

Even when Song Mian comes back to rearrange, Yun thinks differently.

Of course, it also involves her friends and relatives, how she will face the public in the future.

All thought together, Yun thinks that the wedding is the most appropriate to hold as scheduled.