Chapter 933 Come Pick Me up in the Evening

"Wedding dress..." Leng Zhiyuan paused.

"Well, wedding dress, I attended my eldest brother's wedding. My sister-in-law was wearing a white wedding dress at that time. She was really beautiful... When we got married, you wore a Chinese dress. Although it was also beautiful, I want to see you in a wedding dress..."

Leng Zhiyuan on the other end was silent.

Seeing her silence, Zhou Yao laughed at himself, and his voice became hoarse, "I know I am forcing it. I am not qualified... Just treat me as talking nonsense, I..."

"Zhou Yao, pick me up tonight!" she said.

"What?"

"Seven o'clock tonight is a good time. Come pick me up then. Don't be late!" She hung up the phone directly.

Zhou Yao still couldn't react after listening to the busy tone on the other end. What was she talking about? She asked him to pick her up in the evening?

His whole heart was revived. The blood in his body had originally cooled down, but now it became hot in an instant. At night... At night... He had never been so eager for the arrival of night in his life.

...

At 6:50 in the evening, Zhou Yao hurried to the door of the Leng family villa.

He looked up and saw that the whole villa was lit up. It was not the kind that was dazzling, but a soft dim yellow. The moonlight was bright tonight, covering the villa with a layer of holy light.

The villa was very quiet, as if everyone had fallen asleep. Zhou Yao coughed, lowered his eyes and adjusted the bow tie around his neck. He was very nervous and his palms were sweating.

He stretched out his long legs and walked forward. He stood on the steps and knocked on the door of the villa.

Knock knock knock...

After three knocks, the door of the villa was completely opened. He looked up and saw that everyone in the living room was there. The servants stood in two rows. There was a long red carpet on the ground in the middle. Leng Zhiyuan was standing on the red carpet with Leng Hao's arm around her.

Leng Zhiyuan wore a white wedding dress. The chest-wrapped style revealed her fragrant shoulders. Her waist was very thin. Her martial arts figure was as fragile as a willow. The layers of white gauze underneath revealed a romantic beauty.

Today she had tied up her long hair, with a white veil on it. She stood under the dim light, looking at him tenderly.

Zhou Yao was shocked for a moment.

At this time, Leng Hao pulled his long legs apart, and he walked over with Leng Zhiyuan.

Ye Xiaotao came out of nowhere and pushed Zhou Yao. She smiled and said, "Major Zhou, what are you thinking about? The bride is here."

"Oh, oh." He said "oh" twice in a row, then knelt on one knee. He hurriedly handed her the white bouquet he had been holding in his hand. He opened his mouth and wanted to speak. He had prepared a lot of lines, but now he forgot them. He held his breath, and his tough face was stained with some red. "Give...give it to you."

His honest and helpless look made Ye Xiaotao cover her mouth and laugh. The servants all looked over. It was the first time they saw the son-in-law look so silly. Just now, when he knelt on the ground, his knees hit the ground and made a loud sound.

Leng Zhiyuan looked down at him, her lips curled as she reached out to take his flowers.

"Get up."

"Oh." He stood up quickly. The man was tall and blocked the threshold of the villa.

Leng Hao looked at Zhou Yao, and he reached out and patted his shoulder, "Dad is still in a coma, the eldest brother is the father, Zhiyuan said she wanted to wear a wedding dress, so I sent her to your side... As Zhiyuan's elder brother, I also have a lot to say. If Zhiyuan hadn't insisted on your current situation, I wouldn't have wronged her so much, I..."

"Brother!" Leng Zhiyuan immediately interrupted Leng Hao, "Why are you saying these things at this time?"

Leng Hao glanced at his sister, and there was a compromise in his eyes, "Okay, I won't say anything," he took Leng Zhiyuan's little hand and gave it to Zhou Yao, "I'll give Zhiyuan to you for two days..."

Zhou Yao looked at Leng Zhiyuan, only to see Leng Zhiyuan looking at him with eyes full of smiles.

"Well, thank you, brother." He nodded solemnly, and then took Leng Zhiyuan's little hand.

He wrapped her soft little hand tightly in his palm and took her down the stairs.

At this time, Ye Xiaotao behind him called, "Major General Zhou, where is your car? You came to pick up the bride and rode... a... bicycle?"

Leng Zhiyuan looked forward and saw a bicycle parked on the lawn. It was a very old-fashioned one with a handlebar in front.

It looked very rustic.

Zhou Yao looked at Leng Zhiyuan, his beautiful and holy little princess today, "I heard that riding a bicycle to get married is very... romantic, so I also got one... I didn't know you were dressed so beautifully and the scene was so grand, how about... how about you wait a moment, I'll go change a car..."

He was about to leave.

"Hey, Zhou Yao!" Leng Zhiyuan quickly grabbed his sleeve, she raised her willow-shaped eyebrows, and smiled, "Who said we have to change? You didn't even ask me if I like it?"

Zhou Yao's eyes lit up, "Then... do you like it?"

Leng Zhiyuan walked forward directly, "Should I sit in the front or the back?"

"Front! Of course the front!" Zhou Yao walked over and held the bicycle, and Leng Zhiyuan jumped onto the horizontal bar in front neatly.

Zhou Yao reached out to adjust her skirt, then straddled her with his long legs, and the fragrance and softness that he missed returned to his arms. He exhaled with satisfaction, then lowered his eyes and kissed her cheek, "Sit tight, we're off."

He stepped on the wheel, and the bicycle suddenly shook a little. Leng Zhiyuan screamed happily and excitedly, and then waved to the people behind him without looking back.

Leng Hao and Ye Xiaotao stood behind and watched, Ye Xiaotao's face was full of tears of emotion, and Leng Hao shook his head helplessly and lovingly.

...

The two rode out of the villa gate and turned a corner. At this time, Leng Zhiyuan quickly saw a black extended-length business luxury car parked at the corner of the street. There were three people standing next to the luxury car, looking at them kindly. .

Leng Zhiyuan suddenly felt tears filling her eyes. It was her grandfather and her parents.

They are all here.

They came to witness a wedding that was not really a wedding.

Zhou Yao also saw them. He did not stop and continued to drive forward with his feet on the wheel. He folded his arms inward. He held Leng Zhiyuan in his arms, lowered his eyes and kissed her earlobe. He asked softly, "Daughter-in-law, are you cold?"

Leng Zhiyuan raised her eyelids to suppress the tears in her eyes. She smiled brightly and said, "It's not cold, not at all."

"Then let's speed up now?" he asked with a smile.

"OK."

Zhou Yao immediately pedaled the wheel vigorously. On the early spring night, there was a slight cool breeze blowing on his face, like a pair of gentle hands. Leng Zhiyuan spread his arms and let out a pleasant "ah".

Zhou Yao smiled fondly.

At this time, there was a noise behind him, and Xiao Zhi was calling, "Major General, sister-in-law!"

Zhou Yao and Leng Zhiyuan looked back at the same time. 12 Red Flame soldiers had arrived. They were riding the same old bicycles as Zhou Yao. At this time, the city's neon lights illuminated the street, and they quickly became a beautiful line on the street. Landscape.