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Chapter 136 Wedding night in the bridal chamber

On the dark background floor, the line of silver-white fonts slowly faded out.

Then a screenshot of the circle of friends appears.

On the screenshot, it is Rong Yuheng’s contrived sentence “I am a lonely star”, and below is Wen Zezong’s dry comment, “Come on.”

Then watch Rong Yuheng reply to him: Teacher Wen, I love you!

Wow wow wow! ! ! There was a sudden uproar in the audience.

Especially the rants of those giants, the yelling voice almost overturned the roof of the stadium: “So Rong Er, you are so enthusiastic and bold?”

Oh shit! Rong Yuheng’s face instantly burned with fire, why does Wen Zexong still have this kind of screenshot?

“This is the first time I have left evidence of you saying that you love me.” As if guessing Rong Yuheng’s thoughts, Wen Zezheng tilted his head slightly to explain to him, “Although you seem to just say it casually.”

Rong Yuheng was a little guilty… He really just said casually, and almost forgot about it.

The screenshot stayed on the screen for a few seconds, and then switched to another screen.

This time it was a short video. In Chuangxing’s training room, Wen Zezheng stopped in front of Rong Yuheng.

“Ms. Wen, do you know what this is?”

“I heard it, house dance.”

“cute?”

In the video, Wen Zeyi pursed his lips and said, “It’s okay.”

Rong Yuheng hung his head down and lost, “Is it just okay?”

Wen Zezhen blurted out, “That’s better than better!”

This is the clip of “Creation Star” that was cut out at the beginning, and Rong Yuheng didn’t expect Wen Zezhen to have it in his hands. He whispered next to Wen Zezhen, “Did you not allow it to be broadcast at the time?”

Wen Zezhen squeezed his hand, “The broadcast will not affect you badly, but I am reluctant to cut it, so I asked the director to come over.”

Rong Yuheng’s heart was pounding, damn…couldn’t Wen Zezhen be interesting to him at that time, right?

Then he didn’t know how to avoid suspicion like a little idiot before, and he kept leaning on Wen Zezhen! Thinking about it now is simply–

It’s so exciting, hehe.

The video is only ten seconds, and a screenshot of the call pops up after the end.

Rong Yuheng vaguely recognized that this was their first video call. Wen Zezheng’s head was in the small box in the upper right corner with a serious face; while on the home screen, he had a small face close to him, numb. It’s so messy, it can be called a death perspective.

“Are you taking a screenshot?” Rong Yuheng was shocked. “You have also taken so many screenshots! How ugly!”

Wen Zezhen really didn’t feel ugly, in his eyes Rong Yuheng even brushed silk was so flattering. But he still hugged Rong Yuheng twice, coaxing him in a good voice, “Be good, not ugly.”

The friends of Wen Zezheng in the audience were stunned when the screenshots were first released-not that they felt ugly, but that “Wen Zezheng would secretly take screenshots” is unbelievable!

Qiao Tan pinched the arm of Ke Ting next to him like a dream, “Is this what Wen Zezhen did? Isn’t he reserved for a high-cold personality, why is he secretly taking a screenshot?”

Ke Ting grinned so hard that he was pinched, but he was happy that he had a rare chance of being in an orange, he said leisurely, “You don’t know this, Mr. Wen also touched Xiao Rong’s body…”

Qiao Tan was shocked.

On the screen, the pictures are cut one by one, from the star creation period to the STAR-T group tour, from the “Treasure Hunt” variety show to the “Su Yi Ke Xing” shooting.

There are screenshots of Wen Zexong’s “threatening” Kuang Zhao’s dialogue, the record of him being attacked by Melaleuca when he chose the city, and all the single surroundings of Rong Yuheng he bought…

One by one, one by one, all of Wen Zezang’s secret loves are hidden.

And now, Wen Zexang exposed all of these to everyone.

He wanted to tell the world: his liking for Rong Yuheng was earlier than everyone had witnessed, and it was deeper than everyone thought.

Only he himself knew from the bottom of his heart that as early as a long, long time ago, he had thoughts about it, and it was not telling.

…

This time not only Wen Zezong’s friends were collectively shocked, but even Rong Yuheng’s relatives and friends fell into self-doubt:

Is this really the three gold actor Wen Zeleng they know?

He seemed to have stepped off the altar and became an ordinary person.

But this kind of Wen Zezheng is more poking than the one on the screen.

At the end of vcr is a video after the completion of “Su Yi”.

Wen Zezong stood alone in the center of the screen, the white air he breathed in the air. Behind him is the empty long street, lined with dead wood branches, which looks a little cold after nightfall.

Suddenly, Rong Yuheng’s voice came from outside the camera, “I’m going to take off!”

In the next second, a figure suddenly broke into the center of the screen, open arms and flew onto Wen Zezhen’s back like a big bird. The laughter was rampant and unscrupulous, “Poke Ke Ke Ke Ke!”

Wen Zezhen was first taken two steps forward by this momentum, then stabilized his figure, turned his head and smiled helplessly. He also held a bouquet of flowers under his arm, the flowers blooming in full bloom, reflecting Rong Yuheng’s little face of joy, instantly adding a touch of vitality and bright color to this bleak street.

Wen Zezheng supported Rong Yuheng and lifted it to his back. Rong Yuheng dangled his legs with Wen Zezhen’s waist, buried his face in the neck of the person, and muttered, “Let’s go home…”

The video freezes here, the picture is gradually blurred and faded, and a line of words appears on the screen:

“I like you for a long time, I want to give you a home.”

The tip of Rong Yuheng’s nose was sour, which was a very earthy and old-fashioned love story, but he was stabbed inexplicably.

“Home” seems to be a very warm word, full of human touch and smoke and smoke. In his heart, it can be compared to tens of millions of “I love you”.

Rong Yuheng was about to turn around and hug Wen Zezheng, but the latter suddenly lowered his head and dropped a kiss on his forehead.

Rong Yuheng was stunned.

The roaring and applause of the surrounding guests dissipated like a low tide in the ocean. Only Wen Zezong’s voice remained in his ears, which was gentle and full of possession.

“Have you seen it, I have always been suspicious of you.”

…

At the end of the whole day of wedding banquet, Wen Zezheng turned back to the room with Rong Yuheng directly.

“Bang!” With a sound of the door closed, and before Rong Yuheng could press the switch on the wall, he was pinched and lifted off the ground.

“Wen Zezong!” He just exclaimed, and his lips were blocked.

The light in the room hadn’t been turned on yet, only the floor sensor lamp on the side of the walkway lit up a faint light when the two stumbled in disorder.

In the darkness, Wen Zezheng breathed heavily. He pressed Rong Yuheng and walked toward the bed, his teeth gnawing together, and a series of tooth marks fell.

Rong Yuheng was somewhat night blind, and he was particularly disturbed in his current state. He pushed Wen Zezhen’s face in a resisting voice, “Turn on the light, I can’t see it!”

Wen Zezhen didn’t listen, the kiss that fell was rare and ruthless.

Love and desire are piled up together, holding back for a long time, and desperately need a mouth to vent.

The tips of his teeth ran across Rong Yuheng’s delicate cheeks, and there was a sharp and subtle tingling, mixed with a trace of numbness and grinding.

Wen Zezheng drank a lot of wine today and also helped Rong Yuheng hold back some. At this moment, he was on the verge of drinking, and he pressed the people while kissing and nibbling, and vaguely said that he wanted to “the night of the bridal chamber”.

Rong Yuheng suspected that if he continued to gnaw like this, he would be bald sooner or later. He hurriedly supported Wen Zezong’s shoulders and made suggestions.

“Isn’t it about the wedding night in the bridal chamber? There is no anthurium, nor the peanuts and dates on the quilt. There is no sense of ritual at all. Our marriage is not complete!”

Wen Zezheng who was biting biting was stunned immediately.

Probably the phrase “incomplete marriage” hit his point, and his chaotic brain was awakened at once!

“I can’t fail to be complete, this time in my life.” Wen Zezhen slowly braced himself, in the darkness, he later realized that he seemed to be also night blind, “Rongrong, should we light the candle?”

Rong Yuheng finally breathed a sigh of relief.

The drunk Wen Zezong was a bit too ferocious, he was afraid that he could not protect his ass.

“Then light the candle, there should be in the drawer in the front cabinet.”

Wen Zetong didn’t know what he thought, and was very resistant to turning on the headlights. He fumbled for a while in the dark with his mobile phone flashlight, and finally found a row of candles and lighters in the cabinet.

Rong Yuheng took a look at it, and stopped instantly.

It’s actually a white candle…

Wen Zezong looked around with the candle, “Can’t the white ones work, aren’t the anthuriums all red?”

Rong Yuheng hesitated, “White symbolizes sacredness and purity. It should be possible… Do you think that many wedding dresses are also white?”

Wen Zezhen, who drank too much, said, “It’s also… hiccup!”

The two of them lit their flashlights and lit a row of candles on the table. In order to ensure the “complete marriage”, Wen Zezong also placed a row of candles as level as a ruler with obsessive-compulsive disorder.

Rong Yuheng stood three meters away, staring at the row of candles for a while, then fell silent, “…”

The strange sense of sight seems to increase.

He deliberated his words, and discussed with Wen Zezong, “Or blow it out, I always feel…”

“No!” Wen Zezhen suddenly turned his head, his eyes widened.

The white candles behind him lined up a whole row, and the candles flickered in the dark, reflecting the whiteness of his suddenly enlarged eyes.

Rong Yuheng’s back was numb, wait, this is terrible!

After lighting the candle, Wen Zezhen stretched out his hand to catch Rong Yuheng, trying to continue the happiness just now. Chuochuo’s candlelight was cast from behind him, and the entire shadow directly covered Rong Yuheng’s body.

…Rong Yuheng’s scalp is all numb right now, and he doesn’t feel any charming. He took a step back in horror, “Don’t come here yet.”

He thought he could turn on the headlights first!

“Why?” Wen Zezheng was aggrieved, his hand still stretched towards Rong Yuheng, he didn’t know how weird the picture looked at this moment.

Rong Yuheng’s legs were already on the edge of the bed, and he almost sat down—

Since lighting a neat row of white candles, their “Bridal Night” has gone to a strange plot!

“Not yet…sprinkle longan, jujube and peanuts.” Rong Yuheng touched the sheet underneath, racking his brains to prevent Wen Zezong from having fun in this situation.

Wen Zezong’s movements really stopped.

Rong Yuheng seized the opportunity to fight for himself, “Without sprinkling longan, jujube and peanuts, how can I give birth to your son?”

Wen Zezheng thought about the difference between “being an early son” and “just in time for fun”, and then painfully chose the former.

“Then what to do?”

“There is a supermarket downstairs, why don’t you go and buy some before you come up?”

Wen Zezhen thought for a few seconds… then slowly nodded in agreement.

Click, the door closed. As soon as Wen Zezheng left the house, Rong Yuheng seemed to have lifted the alarm, and he lay down on the bed in a “big” shape to relax.

I hope Wen Zezhen will go out and wander around, so he can be more sober.

For the once-in-a-lifetime wedding night in the bridal chamber, Rong Yuheng only wants a harmonious and gentle night walk on the famous autumn mountains.

He lay lazily on the bed for five minutes, and suddenly remembered that he could turn on the headlights before Wen Zetong came back.

Rong Yuheng got up and touched the hallway door to turn on the light, but before he felt the switch, he heard a knock on the door.

Wen Zezong is back?

He leaned directly towards the doorknob and pressed down—

The door opened, but it was not Wen Zezong who stood outside, but Rong Congyan with a puzzled and anxious look.

“Brother!?” Rong Yuheng was surprised, “Why are you here?”

Rong Congyan pressed Rong Yuheng’s shoulder, “Why did I just see Wen Zezhen go out in a daze? You quarreled?”

Rong Yuheng said, “…No, no.” This situation is difficult to explain.

“What’s wrong with that?”

Seeing Rong Yuheng lowered his head and did not speak, Rong Congyan suddenly became suspicious when he saw that the room was dark again, with only a faint swaying light showing.

He took a long leg and strode into the room before Rong Yuheng reached out to stop him.

“Wait a minute, brother—”

Along with Rong Yuheng’s exclaim, a row of white candles suddenly broke into Rong Congyan’s sight!

In the darkness, Rong Congyan saw his pale and horrified face from the mirror on the wall, “…”

After a long while, he turned to Rong Yuheng tremblingly. Before he had time to ask “What is this?”, he saw a tall Wen Zezong at the gate behind the deep aisle.

The candlelight flickered, and the figure was cast on the wall, zooming in and out.

Wen Zezhen was holding a pack of peanuts and dates in his arms, casting a large shadow on his face, and his expression was not clear. In this situation, it is as if you are going to give a confession to some worship, “I have brought things.”

“…!!!”

Rong Congyan’s hair is about to stand up! He grabbed the sluggish Rong Yuheng and shook it desperately, “What the **** is this! Don’t you guys have been preached?”

Rong Yuheng had already shed tears.

He was tired, “Thinking too much, it’s just fun.”

Rong Congyan was going crazy. He pointed to a row of candles behind his back and the “tribute” in Wen Zezong’s arms, shouting hoarsely.

“What kind of taste is this!”

“…He Bo gets married.”