Early in the morning, the sun was shining, and the sea breeze was blowing in with a moist atmosphere. The wedding scene had been romantically arranged, and flowers were everywhere, attracting butterflies and dances. On the guest table.
Elizabeth Jones was sitting in the makeup room. The professional makeup artist and stylist had been invited to carefully dress her up. The white wedding dress was elegant and elegant, and the skilled makeup artist could not erase Elizabeth Jones's eyebrows. That strand of clear worry.
Next to her was Lily Jones, the mother who had called her for more than 20 years, but she was just her own aunt.
Elizabeth Jones's family, only Lily Jones came alone. Her former stepfather and step sister had no face to attend her wedding at this moment, not to mention a few distant relatives, calling for a blessing, Elizabeth Jones still didn't invite them. She didn't like the seemingly courteous manners. She paid more attention to her sincerity.
Lily Jones looked at her first mother, Elizabeth. She faded out of her innocence and was just as beautiful as the most blooming period. She looked at her and could not help but want to cry, but today was her happy day and she could only hold back.
"Eliza, do you feel shocked? My sister's faceless, I hope you don't blame her." Lily Jones whispered.
"I know, Aunty, I'll be happy as long as you can come." Elizabeth Jones said with a smile, and now, apart from the family's relatives, she only cares about this little aunt who raised her up.
"As long as you're married, I'm happy, I'm almost downstairs." Lily Jones looked at the time and whispered.
Elizabeth Jones looked at herself in the glasses. She finally put on her wedding dress and was going to be his bride.
Downstairs, the guests were looking forward to the couple's appearance.
Joshua Wayne wore a black tuxedo suit. He was very straightforward and handsome, and the unmarried women who were present were stunned.
More than ten o'clock, Elizabeth went downstairs. At the end of the red carpet, there was a vaulted table with a bouquet of roses, all of which were very beautiful and beautiful. The balloon in the wind was a symbol of romance.
Elizabeth Jones lowered her head shyly, holding the bouquet. In the host's passionate voice, she slowly walked onto the red carpet with the rhythm of the music and walked towards the straight figure.
Long skirt, dragged on the rug, under the light tulle, Elizabeth Jones's eyes were filled with water, her mouth smiled, her mood was still very good.
Because they were holding weddings abroad, they invited a priest to preside over the oldest words to explain the most beautiful love.
In front of the guests, Joshua gave a sense of loyalty and responsibility to the marriage. At first, Elizabeth Jones felt that she would be able to hold back her tears, because this was the happiest moment in her life. When the man's voice met his pair of affectionate eyes, she realized that tears had long unconsciously fallen down.
After the wedding, everyone dine in the hotel. The romantic feelings were everywhere, and the little guys were very happy because they already had an appreciation for beauty in their little hearts.
"Mummy, when I grow up, I want to marry a handsome husband like my uncle, and I want to wear a wedding dress as beautiful as my sister—in—law." Edwards sat on the table and immediately said happily.
"I want to wear a beautiful dress as well," said the orange next to her. She was just over three years old.
"Too childish." George could not help but crack down on her sister's confidence.
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