Fu Lingxiao had been waiting on the altar for a long time. Seeing them gradually approach, he strode forward to greet them.,Even the emcee was inexplicably moved, watching them with emotion. "Please, exchange rings, the bride and groom.",Fu Lingxiao pinched her slender waist, gently pressing her onto the bed. He leaned in close to her tender, rosy lips and didn't rush to kiss her. His voice was low and hoarse as he said, "Mrs. Fu, happy wedding."。