He took long strides and walked in the direction of Ming Ansheng.

"Oh, why did the groom officer come out?"

Ming An Sheng stuck in a group of small piles. Everyone saw Yan Rusheng approaching and laughed at him.

The time was urgent, and Yan Rusheng didn't have time to pay attention to them. He reached out and grabbed Ming Ansheng's arm and dragged him up. "Lu Yinan has something going, you come."

"What?" Ming Ansheng instinctively refused.

He didn't always like to be lively. His brother got married. He had a glass of wedding wine and just joined.

As a best man, he didn't think he was competent.

So the most suitable is Lu Yinan.

Yan Rusheng said, "Yan Yan was injured and was admitted to the hospital. Lu Yinan is not here. I can only look for you for a while."

As he said, he dragged Ming Ansheng toward the hall door.

"Go to them and find one." Ming Ansheng looked back at the gang, "They all have best man experience, I don't."

He felt that none of them was better than him.

Just one person.

"They are all married."

Yan Rusheng gagged Ming An Sheng's mouth, "..."

These days, not getting married is deceiving everywhere.

Yan Yansheng said that this was the case, and in this case, even if he no longer wanted to do the devious thing, he had to do it.

He followed Yan Ru to give birth to the hall, Yan Rusheng looked him up and down, "There is nothing to change, so that's all right."

He said to the person who had been following him: "Give him the corsage."

"OK." The person in charge nodded.

Yan Rusheng glanced at his watch, but did not give Ming Ansheng a chance to speak, and said lightly, "Time is up."

The wedding was booked at 6:30 in the evening and it is now 6:20.

Oh! Is he about to marry Wen Xuxu's stupid woman?

At this moment, Master Yan's mood was inexplicably tense, and perhaps he was too excited.

He stood outside, looking at the arched flower doors in the hall. A row passed, and the red carpet was spread on the stage. The flowers on both sides were blue and fragrant.

He is long and erect, and his heart beats faster and faster.

Ming Ansheng wore a ‘Groomsman’ corsage on his chest. The person in charge helped him wear it a little bit crooked, and he ignored it.

Because his body was crooked, his hands were in his trouser pockets, his posture was lazy and casual.

It seems that he is just a passer-by who looks busy and forgets that he is a best man.

The lights in the hall had gone out, and the emcee stepped onto the stage and spoke the same wedding emcee lines.

"Below we have a handsome groom who surprised the entire Kyoto city, Mr. Yan Yansheng."

The guests on both sides of the red carpet burst into applause.

Yan Rusheng clenched his fists with both hands, took a deep breath, raised his chin, and straightened his chest.

For a long time, he didn't step forward.

"Yanrusheng?" Ming Ansheng looked at Yanrusheng doubtfully. "Your feet are glued with strong glue?"

Yan Rusheng swept over with a cold eye, "Fuck, can't you see I'm excited?"

Ming Ansheng ‘噗嗤’ laughed, “You are nervous and frightened.”

"Joke." Master Yan shook the corner of his mouth coldly, then lifted his feet and walked inward.

Excited pace, set foot on the red carpet, walked towards him and the hall of vivid marriage.

Yes, he is nervous, excited, looking forward to, happy, and grateful.

At this moment, he couldn't tell many feelings in his heart. His hands were around his legs, and in the eyes, the temperament was not lost to the models on the runway.