Everyone was playfully encouraging the couple to hug each other. Yang Zhen was very shy and kept evading, while a few girls shielded her from the teasing. Over on Liao Dongyuan’s side, he’d already been grabbed and teased by some people, which made him so anxious that he responded with a shoulder throw, slamming the person down onto the ground.
These loud calls and gestures had everyone laughing hysterically.
Gu Junming was standing behind, watching Sun Chan. She was a bridesmaid today, looking elegant and graceful, even prettier than Yang Yun.
Sun Chan felt his intense gaze and was a bit embarrassed, choosing not to look his way.
Gu Junming was laughing heartily, thinking that in another year, the two of them could get married!
Yan Kai sighed, "You’ve all got it figured out, what about me?"
"Didn’t someone introduce you to a female instructor before? Aren’t you being pitiful?" Wang Hu walked over from behind.
Back when Bai Chuan tried to frame Gu Junming and push Wang Hu up, Gu Junming and Wang Hu were a bit awkward with each other, not even knowing what to say when they met.
But now their relationship has smoothed out, particularly since the kidnapping of Sun Chan was resolved thanks to Wang Hu’s information. So now, he has blended well with the group, and Liao Dongyuan invited him to attend his wedding.
Upon hearing this, Yan Kai frowned, "I don’t want someone like that. It’s said that the instructor talks to her parents in a commanding tone every day, and I can’t stand that. Can you introduce someone more gentle?"
"Alright then, treat me to a meal and I’ll introduce someone to you. I’ll ask Yang Hongying to introduce her former comrades to you!" came Gu Juntao’s voice from behind.
He was free today and came over to join the fun, while his wife’s pregnancy finally stabilized, allowing him to come and see.
Yan Kai laughed at this, "I grew up with Yang Hongying, do I need your introduction? I don’t want someone from the art troupe, they’re too flirtatious, nor do I want a teacher, they’re too serious, and definitely not an instructor..."
He counted them off one by one on his fingers, and everyone responded with a collective "tsk" and grabbed him for a playful beating.
"You little punk, having a wife is pretty good, and you’re still being picky?"
"It’s something for a lifetime, how can I not be serious about it?"
Guihua approached with a smile, "How about me? I’m not a teacher, not from the art troupe, and not serious at all."
Everyone burst into laughter, and Yan Kai put on a bitter face, "Stop it, big sister, let me go!"
Over there, Yang Zhen had already been carried out by Liao Dongyuan, with colorful paper showering over them. He placed the bride into a military vehicle and took her to the new home.
Everyone got into the jeep to head to the new house.
Sun Chan initially wanted to get into the sedan with Sister Guihua, but Gu Junming grabbed Sun Chan’s hand, "Let’s take the car behind us."
Sun Chan nodded and got in the car with Gu Junming. The car had only two people, and Gu Junming drove very slowly.
"If you keep going this slow, we’re going to be late."
Gu Junming simply parked the car on the roadside, gazed at her seriously, "I really like you."
Sun Chan chuckled, "I know, I like you too."
Gu Junming used his calloused hands to hold her face, gently kissing her, and Sun Chan leaned against him, breathlessly struggling. Gu Junming held her even tighter.
Guihua gifted a hundred, Sun Chan also gave a hundred, while Yang Liu, who didn’t attend the wedding, gave fifty. Several people from the army who were close to Liao Dongyuan also gave fifty. Yang Zhen noted each contribution down.
In his daze, Liao Dongyuan saw his wife counting money. She had changed out of her red gown into pink pajamas, exposing large patches of snowy skin on her neck. Her long eyelashes fluttered, and her small hands were gently moving as she earnestly kept track.
Liao Dongyuan was moved, came up from behind, and hugged his wife. Yang Zhen was startled and about to call out, but a pair of thin lips silenced her shout.
That night, Yang Zhen was thoroughly exhausted. It wasn’t until three or four o’clock that Liao Dongyuan finally let her go.
He chuckled hoarsely, "It’s really nice. I always heard people say marrying a wife is great, but today I truly understand."
"Ugh! You’re so improper." Yang Zhen blushed, burying her head under the covers, not wanting to look at him.
Liao Dongyuan laughed softly, wrapping her and the quilt in his arms. Thankfully it was Yang Zhen; if it had been Yang Yun... eh, he shook his head, better not to think about that, too terrifying.
Yang Zhen was so sore the next day that she could barely move her waist. Every small shift was painful, and she glared at the spirited Liao Dongyuan, who had cooked noodles for himself to eat.
Yang Zhen thought, this guy’s stamina is incredible! I need to tell Sun Chan that marrying a soldier requires psychological preparation.
"Wife, eat noodles, then sleep a bit more."
"Are you sleeping with me?"
Liao Dongyuan smiled and nodded, kissing her forehead.
While they were being all lovey-dovey here, the news reached the provincial capital, causing Yang Yun to go into a frenzy and curse madly.

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