But she didn't dare to say it.
Because she suddenly remembered that she had read in a certain book that women must not be too proactive or too direct at such times, but should be shy, weak, and affectionate, so that men would be more sympathetic.
Oops!
Is she acting too enthusiastic and proactive? No wonder Mo Chuan's face keeps looking weird, suddenly cloudy and clear!
She blinked, suddenly enlightened.
But if you ask her to pretend to be shy and weak, she won't do it!
what to do
After hearing her say that she didn't know, Mo Chuan was finally satisfied.
He was really afraid of her saying she knew just now!
If she really knew, then he simply didn't know what to do next.
Now that she doesn't know, it's much easier.
"Then, let's get married now!" Mo Chuan smiled lowly.
His handsome eyebrows were dyed with a faint blush, and his deep black eyes attracted her gaze like a deep pool, making her reluctant to blink.
"Close your eyes." He ordered.
His handsome face was slightly pale at the sight of her burning gaze, and this girl made his heart almost jump out of his chest.
If he was stared at by her like this again, he wouldn't dare to continue.
Shen Ning's long eyelashes blinked for a moment, then she closed her eyes obediently.
Her heart was beating fast and fast, with a touch of anticipation and inexplicable nervousness. Her palms were sweaty and her body was tense.
Because you can't see when you close your eyes, your other senses are particularly inspired.
She felt him getting up to leave, and couldn't help but ask: "Where are you going?"
Mo Chuan's voice was slightly hoarse: "Blow out the candles."
Those two candles were too bright, and he was embarrassed to do some things under such flickering light.
"You can't blow them out. These are the wedding candles. If they keep burning until dawn, it means that the couple will be in love until the end of their lives. If the wedding candles go out, the couple will not be together."
What she said was clear and logical, making his body stiffen.
How come this girl knows everything!
He turned around and put down the tent. The cloth curtain blocked the candlelight, and the light suddenly dimmed a bit.
Mo Chuan took a deep breath and waited until his heart stopped beating so fast before he dared to look at her lying beside him.
Her long black hair was dyed like ink and draped thickly on the red pillow. Her eyes were closed tightly and her cheeks were stained with intoxication, which made his newly calm heart stir again.
He slowly lay down next to her, lying with her head side by side. He pulled the quilt over the two of them, then leaned over and kissed her lips as gently as a dragonfly touching water.
"Okay, let's sleep."
His breath was filled with the sweet fragrance of her body, which was refreshing and made him involuntarily wander. It took a lot of effort to restrain himself and not reach out to hold her in his arms.
His arms were neatly attached to his sides, motionless, not even touching a corner of her clothes.
Because he didn't dare to touch it, he was afraid that if he touched it, he would be confused and confused as to where he should touch and where he shouldn't touch.
To be able to lie on the same bed with her, share the same pillow, and sleep opposite each other was a situation he had never dreamed of.
If there were more others, he wouldn't even dare to think about it!
As soon as he opens his eyes now, he can see her face that is more beautiful than a crabapple flower. He is so close to her and can hear her breathing. He will definitely wake up happily in his dream tonight.
He wants nothing more!