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As the priest's voice fell, Lu Qingzhen promptly lifted Qiao Yifan's veil and lowered his head to cover Qiao Yifan's lips.

At the same time, the rose petals that filled the sky scattered down from the sky above the church, sprinkling onto the entire church. It was a romantic feeling, and for a moment, the sweet smell of love permeated the air.

It really wasn't easy