The Devil King of fast wear was a little sweet ( Machine Translation )

When Xia Ling woke up aching all over, she suddenly remembered that Cheng Chen said yesterday that today seemed to be their wedding!

Her whole body was covered in cold sweat. She quickly changed her clothes and realized...the man who was with her last night was not in this room.

"Cheng Chen? Cheng Chen?"

The surroundings were empty, as if everything that happened last night was a dream.

Xia Ling was panicking. She came down the stairs and when she reached the stairs, she was stunned. Then, she immediately turned around and returned to her room.

She was still wearing her pajamas, but why were there so many people in this Italian villa early in the morning?

On the sofa, there was a dark mass of people. It was the stylist team styling Cheng Chen.

As for the other group of people, when Xia Ling appeared on the stairs, the people who had been waiting anxiously were like bees that smelled the fragrance of flowers. They quickly carried their things and rushed towards Xia Ling.

They were obviously pressed for time today, but Cheng Chen did not allow them to call Xia Ling. He wanted Xia Ling to sleep until she woke up naturally.

The stylists were like ants on a hot pan. They finally saw the female owner appear. They were not racing against time. That was impossible!

Xia Ling was pushed to the makeup room upstairs and sat in front of the makeup mirror.

There were people who did her face, people who prepared accessories for her, and people who picked out clothes for her.

As the best actress, Xia Ling had attended many occasions. Whether it was clothes or makeup, she was always meticulously dressed up.

But this time, the specifications were exceptionally different. From her eyelids to her hair, she was fully pampered.

And this top international stylist team had only tidied up her body for three to four hours, and it was almost noon. Without waiting for Xia Ling to ask, she had to go through three to four hours of tidying up and one hour of makeup?

Only after she had tidied up and put on the bride's white veil did Xia Ling realize what was different about this place.

She looked at her slim figure in the mirror. Her makeup was very clear, perfectly highlighting her own strengths.

The bride's skin in the mirror was fair and ruddy, and her eyes were bright. The eye shadow was champagne-colored, with some beads, so she looked around with stars in her eyes.

Xia Ling slowly descended the stairs. She wore a white wedding dress with a fishtail, looking like the most beautiful mermaid in the sea, and also the most beautiful woman in the world at the moment.

Cheng Chen's peach blossom eyes instantly became hot.

"Very beautiful!" He said in admiration, watching Xia Ling walk up to him step by step.

Xia Ling looked at Cheng Chen. He had also been styled, and it looked particularly intoxicating. His deep outline, handsome eyebrows, and a pair of burning peach blossom eyes made Xia Ling's heart burn.

Her cheeks were slightly red, and her earlobes were also completely red. She looked at Cheng Chen. Her thick eyelashes trembled slightly, and her eyes were moving.

"Don't look at me like that. I won't be able to resist bringing you back." Cheng Chen loosened his tie and said this with a slightly hoarse voice.

He was speaking the truth. He wouldn't be able to resist and hide Xia Ling like this, not letting anyone see her!

Xia Ling was originally a little nervous, but when she heard Cheng Chen say this, her almond-shaped eyes lit up slightly. Suddenly, she smiled brightly and moved closer to Cheng Chen's side, speaking seductively.

"Come on, at worst, we won't get married today." What did she mean by having nothing to fear? This was her!

"Really?" She gave Xia Ling a deep look.

Cheng Chen suddenly grabbed her waist, turned around, and pressed her against the wall, kissing her red lips fiercely.

"Wu Wu...let go of me, my makeup is ruined!"

The stylist at the side looked at this scene and held his forehead, heartbroken. There was nothing he could do.

Cheng Chen seemed to want to squeeze Xia Ling into his body. He only let go of her after bullying her for a while in front of everyone.

The stylist immediately pulled Xia Ling away to touch up her makeup.

Her makeup was done, but her slightly red and swollen lips still showed what had happened earlier.

*

Inside Milan Cathedral.

Liu Xianxing was dressed in a small gown. She was Xia Ling's bridesmaid, and Xia Ling's parents were also brought to Milan.

After Xia Ling became famous, she would send money to the original owner's family.

Now, they were even out of the country.

The Xia family was very happy. Seeing Xia Ling enter the cathedral, those who dared to have other thoughts had long been knocked down by Cheng Chen, so the atmosphere was unusually harmonious.

The priest held the Bible in his hand and stood on the high platform at the end of the red carpet.

"Mr. Cheng Chen, do you wish for the lady beside you to become your wife, regardless of wealth, poverty, health, illness, good or bad in life, love her, respect her, accept her, be loyal to her until the end of your life?''

"I do!" Cheng Chen did not hesitate at all.

"Ms. Xia Ling, do you wish for the man beside you to become your husband, regardless of wealth, poverty...until the end of your life?''

"I would like that, too!" Xia Ling looked at Cheng Chen. That handsome face of his was also the face of the man she loved.

"Now you can exchange rings."

"I have witnessed that you have sworn to love each other. I am extremely happy and announce to everyone here that you are husband and wife. Now the groom can kiss your bride!"

Cheng Chen lifted Xia Ling's white veil and leaned over to kiss her delicate lips slowly. The surroundings were filled with the sound of blessings.

Sweet and full, it was the taste that Cheng Chen missed the most.

Everything was quiet, and all the beautiful moments were frozen in time.

[ Fanwai ] Little Cheng Xia

From a young girl to his wife, then to his mother, everyone who knew Xia Ling said that Xia Ling had not changed much.

Changed? How could she not have changed?

But she was even happier. From a man spoiling her, to two men, one big and one small, spoiling her together.

When Cheng chuanyu was two years old, the Little Bun who followed Xia Ling around had already begun to stare at Xia Ling.

"Mommy, nei-nei! I want nei-nei!"

At that time, Xia Ling often went to film everywhere, but the conditions were very good. Every time she filmed, she would bring the Little Bun with her. Anyway, Wang Yun would help them arrange an apartment that they could live in.

The rest brought a nanny and daily necessities. Occasionally, there would be a helicopter to pick her up. Life was extremely comfortable.

However, after staying alone for a long time, Cheng Chuanyu understood the cute existence of his sister.

His father and mother were both very good-looking, and the nanny often kissed him and said that he was good-looking, so he must not be ugly?

Children did not have much of a concept of beauty and ugliness, but after seeing their parents, when they looked at other people, they always felt that their noses were not straight enough, and their eyes were not big enough or their mouths were not good-looking enough.

They looked very ordinary, and Cheng Chuanyu had already heard other people call them beautiful women.

So, Cheng Chuanyu really wanted to see what a sister who looked like her father looked like. In fact, it was just what his father dressed as a woman looked like!

Perhaps it was because he had mentioned it too many times, from the age of three to five, his father finally had his heart set on it.

However, Cheng Chen wanted a daughter who looked like Xia Ling.

How wonderful it would be, a mother and daughter. He could hold them in the palm of his hand and dote on them, just like when he saw little Xia Ling.

Cheng Chuanyu looked forward to it day by day, and Xia Ling's belly was getting bigger each day.