"His suit is in the car, all ready, you don't have to worry." The man's tone was gentle.

When Carl thought about it, he was really worried. I have to say that Xu Xizhou, a boyfriend, has neither character nor family background to choose from, and he does everything well. Although he has a cold temper sometimes, he is too good to say anything to Xu Xizhou.

"Okay, then you can go, but you have to come back as soon as you get your license, you still have qualifying on Saturday!"

"You can rest assured that the game will not be delayed."

Xu Xizhou blinked, held Zhuang Jingchun's hand, and the two walked out of the paddock together.

Carl looked at the backs of the two of them, feeling a little melancholy. He had the illusion that the naughty young son in the family was about to get married, and his eyes were even a little dry unconsciously.

"You said, Carl won't cry, right?"

Xu Xizhou sat in the car and glanced at the rearview mirror from time to time.

Zhuang Jingchun rubbed his head, "Don't look at it, change your clothes quickly, your grandparents have already arrived in the UK."

"So fast."

Only now did Xu Xizhou have a sense of authenticity in getting the certificate. He took the bag handed by Zhuang Jingchun, which contained a dark black suit with exquisite workmanship and the style was similar to that of Zhuang Jingchun. Also put inside.

Xu Xizhou pulled the partition and changed his clothes directly in the car. When they arrived at the airport, the two wore the same slim suits, one cheerful and handsome, the other handsome and noble, just like the male models who came out of fashion magazines, attracting the attention of many passers-by and flight attendants.

It was already afternoon when we arrived in England. The sun was shining brightly today. On the carved railings outside the church, white and pink roses were entwined and vying to bloom. There was an unknown faint floral fragrance in the air.

Sunlight poured in from the stained glass of the church, dyeing the two men in suits and leather shoes standing in front of the red carpet with a faint golden fringe.

"Mr. Zhuang Jingchun, are you willing to marry Mr. Xu Xizhou next to you, love him, respect him, protect him as you love yourself. No matter whether he is sick or healthy, rich or poor, always be loyal to him, until you leave this world?"

Just after reciting the pastor's long series of oaths, Xu Xizhou thought he was asking him when he heard his name, and subconsciously rushed in front of Zhuang Jingchun and replied, "I do!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the relatives and friends who sat below to watch the ceremony all laughed. Wang Miao even blew a playful whistle.

Only then did Xu Xizhou realize that it was not his turn yet, and in the pastor's eyes with a kind smile, his ears turned red unconsciously.

"take it easy."

When he was hanging by his side, he was suddenly caught. Zhuang Jingchun stared at him with gentle eyes, and said in a solemn and affectionate tone, "I do."

Next, the priest asked Xu Xizhou again with the same words.

"I do, very much!"

"Now, I declare that you are legally married, and the groom can kiss the groom."

Rose petals fell from the sky, and amid the warm applause and roar, Xu Xizhou took a step forward, took the initiative to embrace Zhuang Jingchun's waist, and kissed the two thin lips with beautiful shapes.

As soon as his lips were attached, a pair of hands tightly wrapped around his waist. Zhuang Jingchun responded to him with a hundredfold enthusiasm, greedily absorbing the breath from his mouth.

After all, there is still a group of relatives and friends sitting below, and the two separated with restraint after not kissing for too long.

Xu Xizhou's face was stained with a tinge of red, and before his breathing became even, the phone rang.

When he saw the call, he immediately smiled.

"Xu Xizhou, tomorrow afternoon is the Hungarian qualifying match! How about you? Why haven't you gotten married yet? Don't you just need to get a certificate?"

"As soon as the ceremony was over, I flew over immediately."

"You're young and don't focus on your career, so why get married so early? Really..."

Carl muttered softly, thought for a while, and then said softly, "I wish you a happy wedding."

"Thank you, I will send you an invitation when the wedding is held."

Carl was probably on the speakerphone, and a low voice sounded beside him, belonging to his teammate Charles.

"What about my invitation?"

"Don't worry, everyone has invitations. As long as you are willing to come to China, I will reimburse all the air tickets."

Xu Xizhou's tone was filled with pure joy. After hanging up the phone, he took Zhuang Jingchun's hand and walked to Zhuang Jingchun's parents.

"Uncle and aunt, I still have to go to the practice match, so I won't be able to accompany you in the afternoon."

Jiang Xia stared at him with a smile on her face, "Silly boy, should you change your tune?"

Only then did Xu Xizhou react, and he immediately became flushed. He didn't falter, and called his parents generously.

He changed his words, and Zhuang Jingchun naturally couldn't be more reserved.

He walked in front of Shu Yue, bent down, and bowed solemnly to him.

"Mom, don't worry, I will take care of the boat in the future."

There were tears in Shu Yue's eyes, but the smile on her face was brighter than ever before. She nodded vigorously, "Good boy, just do it well, take the boat to the airport and leave us alone."

After coming out of the church, the two immediately got into the car and rushed to the airport.

In the back seat, Xu Xizhou held Zhuang Jingchun's hand, and still had the feeling that he couldn't return to God.

"I found that getting married in the middle of the season seemed a little impulsive."

Zhuang Jingchun turned to look at him, her green eyes like lake water under the summer sun.

"It's useless to regret, now..." He grabbed Xu Xizhou's ring-wearing hand, their fingers intertwined, and the silver rings complemented each other.

"You are mine now."

"Well, you are mine too."

Xu Xizhou turned his head and smiled, resting his head on his shoulder, and closed his eyes contentedly.

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Chapter 118 Finish the next part

three months later.

The final battle of F1 was held in City B of China.

One month before the start of the race, the 200,000 seats in the spectator seats of the track were sold out online, and the nearby hotels were also overcrowded, which directly drove the entertainment and leisure industry in the entire area.