Chen Tingwei's eye mask was taken off. He looked at Lian Jue next to him with sleepy eyes, his voice slightly hoarse: "Have you arrived?"

"Breakfast." Lian Jue raised his hand gently and signaled the flight attendant to put the breakfast in front of Shen Tingwei.

Chen Ting sat up without supporting the seat, his thin and soft hair was arched in the flat and soft seat, his eyes were half open, and he rubbed his sore temples in a daze and asked, "Have I slept for a long time?"

"Yeah." Lian Jue is different from him. His eyes are as clear as if he has never fallen asleep. I don't know if it is because of the high-end fabric, and there is no wrinkle on it.

How did it be done? Chen Ting didn't pull down his messy bangs, looked back at the heavy oily Western breakfast in front of him, and put down the tableware he picked up: "Can I drink some white porridge?"

Lian Jue didn't reply, so he reached out to call the flight attendant to remove the plates in front of him one by one, and put a light breakfast again.

Chen Ting said thanklessly: "Thank you."

Chen Tingwei has been studying with his parents since he was a child. In addition, because of his father's work, the family rarely traveled, so this is the first time Chen Tingwei took a plane.

Chen Tingwei used to hope to have the opportunity to take a plane and was curious about what it would be like to float on the clouds. Now that I really got on, I didn’t seem so excited.

I was so bored that I remembered to pull down the window bezel and look out.

The early morning sky is not as blue as imagined, it is almost gray and white. The floating clouds covered in sight are like stacked cotton wool. The extremely distant skyline is filled with the sun that is half rising, and the golden sunlight is inlaid with red edges from far to near.

Never seen the sun like this.

Chen Ting was not a little novel. Just as he was looking at it, his eyes suddenly became dark.

"The sun is very big." Lian Jue lowered the baffle in front of him and then let go of his hand.

"Oh." Chen Ting did not take back his eyes, and adapted to the light in the cabin for a while, and then realized the faint stinging sensation of his eyes.

He rubbed his eyes and said to Lian Jue for the second time today: "Thank you."

Lian Jue "Yes" for a moment, and his eyes moved away from his long eyelashes that were drooping lightly due to squinting.

The plane landed on time at the international airport.

Although I checked the local weather in advance and prepared clothes for my computer, the cold and humid climate here still made Chen Ting uncomfortable.

He zipped the thick lamb fur coat to the top, and without any particularity he retracted half of his chin under the soft velvet neckline, and asked Lian Jue: "Will we register directly?"

As he spoke, a cold mist appeared in front of his face. Lian Jue did not answer his question. He looked at his red nose and asked, "Are you cold?"

Chen Ting's trembling shoulders were obviously saying yes, but his head shook, gently sucked his nose, and said, "It's okay."

Lian Jue glanced at him, said nothing more, and said, "Let's go."

He began to walk very quickly, and realized that Chen Ting was not following him with some difficulty, and his pace slowed down slightly.

This time I went abroad, I didn’t send an assistant to accompany me. Fortunately, the two of them kept everything simple and didn’t bring any extra luggage, so I didn’t stay at the airport for too long.

Lin Chen contacted the driver and guide of Country C in advance. When he left the airport, someone picked them up. The driver was a Chinese man and only knew that he was a leader with a prominent identity. He subconsciously ignored the accompanying Chen Tingwei.

He handed Lian Jue the hot coffee he had prepared in advance and smiled flatteringly: "Is it cold here? You can warm up your body first."

Lian Jue turned around and handed the warm coffee to Chen Tingwei. Chen Tingwei was stunned and subconsciously refused: "I can't..."

Lian Jue insisted on putting the coffee in his hands and said to the driver: "Go back to the hotel first."

Chen Ting didn't hold the coffee in his hand, and he couldn't drink it and had no place to throw it away, so he could only hold it obediently.

The car drove out for a long time, and his almost stiff fingers slowly recovered from the warmth flowing into his palms. He realized Lian Jue's intention and unexpectedly turned his head to look at Lian Jue, with a little subtle emotion in his eyes.

After discovering that Lian Jue was focused on looking straight ahead, he quickly restrained his expression and retracted his gaze.

Lian Jue made a phone call on the way back to the hotel. Chen Tingwei's attention was on the melting snow scene outside the window and the dark sky, which looked like it was about to rain.

Lin Chen couldn't figure out the real relationship between the two, so he booked them a presidential suite.

Lian Jue did not show any objection, and Chen Tingwei would not say no, but after finding out whether the suite was a two-bedroom apartment, he took the initiative to occupy the very small bedroom next to the master bedroom first.

After staying in the room for a while, someone knocked on the door. Lian Jue had not come out for a long time. Chen Ting had not walked over and opened the door.

The hotel waiter handed the clothes to him and told him in English: "This is the clothes you need."

Chen Ting took his clothes and knocked on the door of Lian Jue's room. The sound of water coming from the room did not stop. Lian Jue was probably taking a shower, but he didn't hear it.

Chen Ting had no choice but to put his clothes on the sofa in the living room. After a while, he couldn't suppress his doubts. He felt that the color and style of the clothes didn't look like the style that Lian Jue could wear.

He hesitated and looked through the size of the collar of the clothes. Sure enough, it was prepared for him.

Chen Ting wanted to take a shower, but he remembered Lian Jue that his immunity would be reduced at this stage. He was worried that his sudden cold and heat would cause a cold, so he had to give up.

After taking a shower, Lian Jue tidied up his clothes. Chen Tingwei had already changed his clothes and asked him, "Are we going to set out now?"

Lian Jue said yes, but after thinking about it, he went downstairs and passed by the front desk and asked someone to take a scarf and gloves to Chen Tingwei. The weather here is colder than in winter in many places, and the hotel has always prepared warm supplies to provide them to guests who are afraid of the cold.

A thick cardigan was added and a thick scarf was not as cold as it started. Chen Ting sat side by side with Lian Jue in the back seat just like he did in the future.

The hotel was arranged in advance, and the journey from the city hall was not long. The driver was not familiar with Lian Jue's personal habits. The soft music was played on the on-board radio, and Lian Jue didn't say anything to stop him.

Chen Tingwei, who is about to become a fact, has no big fluctuations in his heart, and has no tension or joy. Judging from the upright and calm sitting posture of Lian Jue, the other party is obviously the same.

The registration process should be very ritualistic, judging from the performance of other couples, but when it was Chen Tingwei's turn, he only felt that the whole process was simply lengthy and embarrassing.

He believed Lian Jue felt so.

Before the witness's oath was read, Lian Jue said "ido".

The witness took this as the groom's impatient, and smiled with blessings, telling them that they could start exchanging rings.

Chen Ting took out the exquisite and small velvet square box in his hand before entering the door, pretending to solemnly wear the silver-white ring on Lian Jue's ring finger - the ring was bought temporarily for the registration ceremony, unlike the style chosen by Lian Jue.

Lian Jue quickly put the diamond ring in his hand on his ring finger - he didn't even use his acting skills. It was not as formal as Chen Ting, but just pushed the ring up and then immediately took his hand back.

The size of the ring was not suitable, and it was too loose on Shen Ting's white and slender fingers. As soon as it was on, the diamond inlaid on the ring, which was so big that it was hard to ignore, slipped along the gap between his ring finger and little finger, and fell at the base of his fingers, which was really funny.

The ceremony was not over yet, and Chen Ting had no choice but to turn it back on it. When this session was over, he immediately clenched his hand, for fear of falling off.

After the witness announced that the marriage was valid, the last kissing session remained.

Chen Tingwei was slowing down and felt nervous. He looked at the tall Lian Jue in front of him, but he had a faint thought of escaping. But it was only for a moment. Because the next second, the face he had to admit was approaching him.

His heartbeat suddenly became very fast when he closed his eyes.

Lian Jue just lowered his head and touched his lips very lightly and alienly.

The municipal department was fully equipped with heating. When Chen Ting didn't open his eyes again, he felt very hot and seemed to be about to sweat.

The staff of the Marriage Office called this a simple "wedding", and the blonde man handed them the registration certificate and wished them happiness.

Chen Ting took it with a smile without looking at Lian Jue, and politely thanked the other party for his blessing. He identified for a while whether Lian Jue's thanks came from the heart, because he seemed to be very sincere.

But soon a negative answer was made in my heart.

He played every show and got what he wanted. Chen Ting did not remind himself.

After coming out of the city hall, Chen Ting did not breathe the long-lost air. After a while, he felt cold again and had to pull the scarf to his chin.

He turned his head and looked at Lian Jue and smiled, saying to Lian Jue the first sentence after marriage as if he was relieved of the atmosphere: "Happy wedding."

Lian Jue looked at him with a very strange look for a long time, and seemed to have never expected him to say that. Chen Tingwei's smiling eyes were faintly slim in the fog he had drawn, with a warm trait that seemed to not appear between the two of them at all.

When Shen Ting didn't think Lian Jue would not pay attention to him, Lian Jue took his eyes back and replied to him without much emotion: "Happy wedding."
Chapter completed!