In the apocalypse, Jiao Jiao struggled every day - chapter 219

Three months later, a grand wedding was held in the castle.

The chapel in the castle had been restored. The beautiful glass revealed colorful glaze in the sun.

With a “click”, the door of the church was opened.

Su Ruan was wearing a white wedding dress and stood there shining. The sun’s rays fell, stretched her figure, and the woman was incredibly beautiful, like a fairy from the sky.

Everyone held their breath watching the fairy lift her foot, gently walking toward them.

Little white flowers fell. The little white flowers flying all over the sky fell on the fairy one after another, gently soothing.

Outside the church, the small white flowers on the ground followed the delicate soil, blooming in large white areas behind Su Ruan at a speed visible to the naked eye. The erosive floral scent invaded everyone’s nose and heart, and the expressions on the faces of the people in the church were quiet and warm, as if they had melted into an extremely comfortable harbor.

The tiny vines dragged Su Ruan’s long skirt.

Every time the woman took a step, a beautiful white flower grew under her feet. Lightweight high heels stepped on it, elegant and beautiful.

The little white flower climbed up the woman’s slender ankle slightly covering the thin waist, clinging to the snow-white arm, wrapped it around the pink neck, meandering to the sideburns.

The flower followed gently all the way as Su Ruan happened to walk in front of Lu Shiming.

The man wore a white suit, exquisite and elegant. He gently raised his hand to hold the beautiful little white flower beside Su Ruan’s ear.

The woman’s temple had a flower, which was delicate and charming. The white flower was soft, and the woman was charming.

The little white flower followed the man’s fingertips, clinging to it cautiously like temptation.

The vine entangled the little white flower and pushed it onto the man. The little white flower entangled boldly, and the big white flower bloomed on the man’s body.

The sun was dazzling. Driven by the vine, small white flowers spread over the entire church in an instant like the shoots of spring.

It climbed up the wall and ascended to the top of the church. It protruded from the small window on the top side and wrapped around the outside of the church.

The white dove flew, the hymn was clear.

It was like the most beautiful and magical magic in the world.

The chubby winter dog wore a beautiful little gauze skirt, swaying on its sugarcane legs as it held the small bamboo basket in his mouth.

The zombie dog struggled in the pile of flowers, appeared behind Lu Shiming with his head full of white flowers and handed him the small bamboo basket in his mouth.

The man bent over and took the ring box from the small bamboo basket.

Su Ruan also took the ring box in the dog’s mouth.

In the sun, the two rings were simple, without decoration, only the initials of each other’s names were engraved on the inside.

The priest in black robes stood between the two and said to Su Ruan in a clear voice, “Bride, are you willing to sign a marriage contract with to become your husband no matter if in sick or health, or for any other reason to love him, take care of him, respect him, accept him, and be loyal to him until the end of his life?”

Su Ruan looked at the man in front of her with red eyes. She raised her chin high, nodded, her eyes blurred with tears, “I do.” 

A smile appeared on the man’s face and he loosened the vine.

The vine was aggrieved and found a white flower to hug.

The priest turned his head with satisfaction, “Groom, do you…”

“I am willing to let this woman be my wife regardless of illness or health, or for any other reason, I’ll love her, take care of her, respect her, accept her, and remain loyal to her until the end of life. I will love her all my life,” Lu Shiming intercepted the priest’s words, and those dark eyes fixedly looked into Su Ruan’s eyes. Hidden inside was the nostalgia and tenderness of a person who belonged only to her.

Su Ruan stretched out her arms and hugged him fiercely.

They finally belonged to each other completely.

…

“I heard that when a woman gives birth to a child, she steps into a ghost gate. She can’t get out…”

“Born!” A surprise voice came from the delivery room.

The little nurse rushed out holding the baby, “Boy! Exactly six catties! How can it be so accurate?!”

Ni Yang: Wait a minute, she hasn’t even finished her words. Does it only take a few minutes to give birth?

“I have delivered children so many times, and I have never seen such a  smooth delivery. The baby came out in three minutes, and didn’t even cry.” 

Lu Shiming had already entered.

Su Ruan was lying on the bed, crying, “It’s so hard to give birth. I’m not giving birth. It’s so hard to give birth!”

The midwife told Su Ruan countless times that she had finished giving birth. But this little girl who was howling couldn’t hear anything. She was completely immersed in her own world.

“It’s done,” Lu Shiming walked over and held her little face.

Su Ruan was forced to pout, and finally saw Lu Shiming standing in front of her.

The little girl finally calmed down, and began to act like a baby, “Why didn’t you come in to accompany me?” 

“Didn’t you want me to be out just now?”

Huh, so when she told him to go out, the man really had no opinion at all.

“I’m hungry,” Su Ruan pouted.

 “What do you want to eat?”

“I want to eat a big pig’s hoof…”

The little nurse next to her came over with a baby who was just born with a beautiful face, and she couldn’t help but say, “Come, take a look at the child, this is your son… It’s strange why he doesn’t cry…”

Lu Shiming raised his small axe, “I’ll cut the pig for you.” 

The little doll stared at the axe with big black eyes and cried.

The little nurse said with joy, “Oh, he finally cried! Have you figured out a name?”

Su Ruan said very affectionately, “He was born after I carried him for nine months as I ate so many buckets of rice. Just call him a rice bucket (Fan Tong).”

Little nurse: …

Lu Shiming said blankly, “This is a nickname.”

Little nurse: …That’s not better!

Fan Tong cried even more sadly.

Su Ruan proudly said, “Look, he loves this name so much!”

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