You rascal, stop right there!

Chapter 255: Salute and worship

Pay respects and worship in the hall.

Bai Wan clearly saw a portrait hanging in the center of the hall.

They were his biological parents and Ling Shumo's parents who had passed away early.

This painting shows the lobby of a residential building in Caizhou. There are four seats, which makes it look like a home in the Jiangnan water village.

For a moment, I felt as if I was in another world.

"You asked Brother Qi Tu to do this, right?"

Apart from Luo Wenqi, no one has such a good skill in portrait painting and can depict people in such detail.

Ling Shumo raised his eyebrows slightly, looking at the four people in the painting with their bright smiles. Although they were separated by Yin and Yang, they looked like living people under the author's vivid painting.

He sighed quietly: "Life is nothing but this. It's just something to think about on a happy day!"

"This is a legitimate marriage."

Bai Wan said sarcastically, "If they knew about our homosexuality, they would be so angry that they would come back to life."

No parents in this world can really accept the so-called male homosexuality. Most of them will force their children to get married and have children, breaking off all emotional ties and relationships.

Although both of them lost their parents, it was such a sad thing.

But now, the only one who can accompany each other is each other.

Bai Wan's shameless old habit came back again, and he spoke in a unique and strange accent.

"However, if they knew that the person I chose was you, even if they were so angry that they came back to life, it might not be a good thing!"

He felt that just as he finished saying this, a pair of jade fingertips scraped across his forehead, and Ling Shumo was looking up at him.

Suddenly, shut up.

Ling Han, who was standing by, had never seen so many problems with someone's wedding.

So, he coughed twice and said, "It's time to get married. Don't delay the auspicious time."

"Ah."

Bai Wan's hand was holding the green floral ribbon, while Ling Shumo was holding the other end.

Two peerless men, dressed in auspicious blue robes, with deep affection, walked forward step by step.

They looked at each other, their faces calm but their hearts pounding.

At the same time, he paused.

From acquaintance to understanding, reunion to promise, it seems as if we have experienced thousands of years in the world.

If they had not been apart for those five years, they would have surely remained close friends forever and would never have gone astray.

But since we meet again, it’s all fate.

"A worship of heaven and earth..."

Bai Wan and Ling Shumo bowed quietly.

Take the sky as a mirror and the earth as a matchmaker.

"Second worship high hall..."

They faced the scroll hanging in the center and looked at their four parents, who were dressed in auspicious robes and separated by the Yin and Yang.

Bow deeply.

"couple ……"

Ling Han just shouted and then realized that what he said was wrong, so he immediately rolled his eyes and changed his words.

"Husband and wife pay their respects..."

He couldn't help wiping the cold sweat off his forehead.

Bai Wan looked solemnly at Ling Shumo beside her, and their hands finally joined together along the green floral silk.

There is no blessing from anyone, no drums or music, and no recognition or blessing from anyone in the world.

But having each other in this wedding hall is enough.

It's immoral, so what?

The two men in blue bowed to each other devoutly and looked at each other from a distance.

With a book as betrothal gift, a painting as gift, a white lotus root and jade pendant as token of love, the couple became a couple...

This relationship is a match made in heaven, a fate that will last a hundred years, and they will never let each other down in this life.

After the wedding ceremony, Bai Wan only heard Ling Shumo's voice gradually becoming hoarse, as if he was being pulled by something.

A moment!

He seemed to hear some sobbing.

"You are finally mine..."

Ling Shumo's voice was filled with joy and caution.

Bai Wan turned her head and saw something on the man's cheek...

Looking through the sunlight, it actually looked like crystal tears, sliding down bit by bit, hotly.

He was somewhat shocked and gently stroked Ling Shumo's tears, rubbing them softly, over and over again.

Zi Chen had never cried so uncontrollably in front of him before.

How do you say this, pear blossoms in the rain? Such a beauty?

Because Ling Shumo was so handsome, Bai Wan actually felt that she was being too gentle with him and shuddered.

At this moment, lower your eyes slightly.

The two of them were so close that their faces seemed to be touching. It should have been an extremely ambiguous scene.

But he looked so restrained and solemn that people couldn't have any thoughts about him.

"Big...Big brother...Brother Yuebai..."

When Ling Han saw this scene, he felt that his elder brother was really serious and the two of them were so emotional.

Why, it had to be two men!

He still felt regretful and could only hope that the two of them would not suffer more setbacks because of this relationship in the future.

Today, Bai Wan is a painting saint and master craftsman of astonishing talent, and Ling Shumo is the second-best saint and famous official whose fame is second only to his.

If their relationship were to get out, it would probably either be opposed or used as gossip.

I'm afraid there are almost no blessings.

"Hey……"

Ling Han smiled bitterly: "The ceremony... the ceremony is over..."

The four words "sent to the bridal chamber" were so shameful and incestuous that he couldn't even shout them out.

After finishing the wedding ceremony, the two people walked through the door towards the inner room.

They only had each other in their eyes and completely threw Ling Han aside.

The person behind him coughed twice in embarrassment and retreated aside in shame.

Inside the house, the wedding wine, marriage certificate, and gift book were all neatly placed in the middle of the table.

It records all the vows they had ever made to each other, and their love for each other.

Bai Wan looked at it happily, as if all his emotions were gathered together, and without thinking, he pressed his hand print with cinnabar.

As if, of course.

"We haven't drunk the wedding wine yet"

Ling Shumo reminded.

Bai Wan suddenly glanced over and raised an eyebrow when he saw the wine: "You're not going to drink this wine?"

They both can't drink much, so they are about the same.

One cup combination!

What's more...

I still remember the first time I lost control at night, it was because of the wine that gave me courage.

He still remembered all the shameful memories of that heinous act of upsetting the good and the bad.

Ling Shumo sighed quietly: "Okay, then don't drink it. But this wine was left by Brother Qi Tu. He knew that you and I were getting married, so he gave it to me specially."

Was it a gift from Brother Qi Tu?

Bai Wan held up his head, thinking that since it was a wedding gift from a good friend, it was not inappropriate.

The two of them clasped their hands, took only one bite, and then put it down.

This situation and scene are truly perfect.

Then, Bai Wan saw a few pieces of white sugar cake on the table and couldn't help but put a bite into his mouth.

It is really sweet and not greasy, just the taste I like.

In today's world, it is rare to get sugar, let alone make this white sugar cake.

Ling Shumo watched him swallow with a smile in his eyes, and even patted the man's back as he almost choked, one after another.

"Eat slowly, I'm not going to snatch it from you!"

Bai Wan raised her eyes and said firmly, "I won't give it to you even if you snatch it from me. You know I like this the most!"

When the words came to his lips, he swallowed the candy directly.

He curled up his tongue and took back the sweetness on his lips, which was quite hazy and disturbing.

In an instant, Ling Shumo felt something slowly scratching the tip of his heart, and he felt dizzy and shaken as if it was on fire.

He suddenly stretched out his hand, and within reach...

"Abai, are you drunk?"