On the day of Wang Tian's wedding, the weather was very good. The sunlight outside was very penetrating, and the cicadas cried very loudly. It was a little ear-piercing, but the tiredness of summer was even stronger. Wang Tian and Lei Chen were very thoughtful. The sun was too strong, and it was not comfortable for guests to sit in the open air. They had made a backup plan and set up tables on the first and second floors of Lei Chen's house. In the end, there were a few more tables, and there was more than enough space.
Once the air conditioner was turned on, it was chilly. The sticky feeling on his body was gone in an instant. It was as easy as taking off a layer of shell.
Noon was also the time when people were drowsy and dozing off. The dishes hadn't been served yet, and Chuchu was sleeping soundly on the table.
She was still a flower girl today.
After the flower girl fell asleep, Wang Tian did the flower girl's work by herself.
