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her who falls in love with the boy who made her cut classes
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him the ladies man of the paddock
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"You can keep me from saying it but you know the truth Nathalie. We see it, others see it, except for the two of yo...
اوووه! هذه الصورة لا تتبع إرشادات المحتوى الخاصة بنا. لمتابعة النشر، يرجى إزالتها أو تحميل صورة أخرى.
اوووه! هذه الصورة لا تتبع إرشادات المحتوى الخاصة بنا. لمتابعة النشر، يرجى إزالتها أو تحميل صورة أخرى.
اوووه! هذه الصورة لا تتبع إرشادات المحتوى الخاصة بنا. لمتابعة النشر، يرجى إزالتها أو تحميل صورة أخرى.
"Let us welcome, the newly weds, Mr. and Mrs. Charles and Nathalie Leclerc!" Angel announced as the music was played and the newly married couple walked in with their hands clasped together and raised in the air.
Their friends and family cheered for them, Charles twirling his wife making her giggle. Thalie stopped spinning and pulled him to their chair in the middle as the crowd continued to cheer.
Before they could sit however, Arthur stood up and clinked his glass, "Kiss! Kiss!" he chanted prompting the rest of the crowd to follow him. Charles grinned and turned to his wife, Thalie chuckled and shook her head before placing a hand on his cheek.
Charles didn't waste any time, he planted his lips on hers. His hands landing on her sides and gripped the fabric of her dress making her grin. She pulled away a bit, "Calm down Charlie, we have a reception to get through." She reminded him and fixed his collar.
He groaned and leaned to whisper in her ear, "Maybe we can just skip?"
Thalie shook her head and pulled him to sit down. After the ceremony, the guests had drove to the reception followed by the couple. The ceremony was filled with tears and smiles, it was a great one. Pierre and Arthur putting a laugh in people's faces as they dramatically threw the flowers along as the flower men.
