sinovels Chapter 85
Chapter 85
The clubhouse was very lively, full of people's voices, cups of wine were interlaced, and the aroma of white roses filled every corner.
The best man team headed by Jian Yi stood on both sides of the stage. A huge six-layer cake was placed on the big table in front of it. It was exquisite and gorgeous, and there were two little people made of cream on it.
The villains are holding hands, the shorter boy with long hair is smiling brightly, and the tall man with short hair is pampering him tenderly.
Matsutake held the knife in his hand, and was held by Fu Zhoushan. The two cut the first knife together, and the surrounding applause instantly thundered.
The wedding banquet has officially begun.
Fu Zhoushan held Matsutake's hand, and because of his status, he naturally didn't need to flatter others, and he had a lot of people coming to toast, so he didn't go around the field like ordinary newcomers, but went straight to the table where his relatives were.
"My little velvet is so beautiful today." Matsutake's mother stretched out her hand and fondled the matsutake's face, and the bright red cardamom made her fingers look abnormally white.
"Mom, don't do it. It took a while to touch up the makeup." Matsutake pulled her hand away and said nervously.
The mother was a little drunk, she leaned in her husband's arms, and said hurtfully, "If a son has a man, he won't want his mother anymore."
"Mom, I didn't..." Matsutake said innocently.
Song's father patted Song's mother on the back, and his eyes fell on Fu Zhoushan: "It's the first time we met, it's been a long time."
His voice is very gentle, with a bit of refined temperament.
"Hello, Uncle." Fu Zhoushan nodded lightly, got up and poured a glass of wine for Papa Song, and handed it to him respectfully.
There was a just right light smile on the corner of his lips, neither abrupt nor cold.
Father Song accepted it with a chuckle, as if he recognized the son's partner.
The two actually chatted about you and me one by one.
Matsutake obediently took a glass of juice and drank it, sneaking glances at the two of them. Unexpectedly, the two had a happy conversation, and the topic went from matsutake to how to love your lover.
With black lines all over his head, he looked back, Matsutake turned to look at the two people on the other side, and saw Bai Wenyu sitting there quietly, while Fu Zhoushan's father had long since disappeared.
Seeing Matsutake look over, Bo Wenyu quickly explained: "He's gone to the bathroom, he'll be right back."
Matsutake waved his hand indifferently. He didn't want to pay attention to anything on the big day, so he took Bai Wenyu's hand and said, "Mom, today is a special day. I still want to say something to you. Please leave your son to me. Please rest assured." .”
Everyone at the table heard this and looked at Matsutake in unison, but they were all moved by the sincerity in the young man's eyes.
Fu Zhoushan also looked at him quietly, and his heart was naturally no less touched than others.
He put his hand under the table, and held the man's cool fingertips under the cover of the tablecloth, and didn't let go for a long time.
During the conversation, people saw that Matsutake naturally took the steak that Fu Zhoushan had cut, and pushed a piece of cake to Fu Zhoushan, as if he had done it countless times.
After a long meal, many people came to toast the two of them, but most of them were blocked by Fu Zhoushan.
Seeing that Fu Zhoushan had already drunk a lot, Matsutake couldn't help supporting him from the side: "How are you, husband?"
"It's okay." Fu Zhoushan waved his hand and said, this is just a little bit drunk, and it's still far away from being drunk. He turned back and took Matsutake's hand, "I agreed to hold your hand tonight, I can't slip up."
Matsutake's heart skipped a beat, and he nodded vigorously.
He lowered his head and sniffed the faint scent of roses on Fu Zhoushan's body, as if his whole body was wrapped in Fu Zhoushan's breath.
Perhaps because of drinking, Fu Zhoushan's palms were hot, warm and dry, conveying an endless sense of security.
Other people's weddings are often a wild party after the banquet, but Fu Zhoushan is different from Matsutake.
President Fu, who is rich and powerful, has contracted the largest square in Q City, abruptly transformed it into an ice rink, and packaged it into a world of ice and snow in this subtropical city.
Everyone who came in was amazed.
As the music sounded, the lights of the venue gradually turned on, but it was not bright, with a hazy beauty.
Matsutake took Fu Zhoushan's hand and slid from the center of the venue to the border, warming up after touring the venue.
It is still one black and one white, and the clothes are inlaid with countless rhinestones, like a galaxy that is still flowing on the body, it is too beautiful to behold.
Unlike the last time when they were skating casually while watching the ice lanterns in City H, this time, the two obviously rehearsed carefully for a long time.
The music is the song "Capture" by Matsutake, and I chose the pure music version.
The program centered on Matsutake. He held his lover's hand and danced to the music in the ice and snow. The two only had each other in their eyes, temporarily forgetting everything around them.
The next action was Matsutake gliding on the ice with Fu Zhoushan's arms, feeling the body temperature of the person behind him, Matsutake suddenly said: "Husband, now I feel that I can do anything."
Fu Zhoushan chuckled in his ear and replied, "I can do anything for you."
Fortunately, I met you, and I will send you my whole life.
People only see two people gliding quickly on the ice, like two intertwined and flying butterflies, chasing each other for a lifetime, extremely lingering, blooming a brilliant life.
The show isn't over yet.
Their story is just beginning.
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It's over!I am really grateful to the friends who chased the updates, Bixin