-
The night was still deep, and Wen Jian had indeed drank a lot tonight, but he was still somewhat sober, because he knew very well that he had not yet unveiled the young red veil with his own hands.
The entire Ji Mansion was ablaze with red lights.
Wen Jian walked into Muyuan. The lights were still on in his wedding room. Many relatives and friends were crowded outside Muyuan, and his own sister was still taking the lead in playing there, shouting: "Brother, come on!"
Wen Jian really didn't know how her shameless sister could be attracted by such a gentle and elegant tutor like Xu Cenran. At that time, Wen Jian was indeed a little embarrassed. After all, he had never been the kind of person who could He is a shameless rogue, but because the target is Qingzhi, he feels that he has become very patient.
Wen Jian didn't care what the shameless guys were making outside Muyuan, and walked step by step towards his and Qingzhi's wedding room.
Because he was going to marry Qingzhi, in the past half month, he had people renovate the whole Muyuan. Whether it was the plants and trees in the Muyuan or their wedding room, they were all decorated according to Qingzhi's style. It comes from childish preferences.
Wen Jian gently pushed open the door of the wedding room. Red candles were lit inside. The romantic and beautiful candlelight swayed as he walked towards her, and a long figure fell on the ground.
The ground is covered with a snow-white wool blanket that Qingzhi likes. The air is filled with very sweet fruity incense, reflecting the soft light, adding a hazy and sweet atmosphere.
From the beginning to the end, Wen Jian's eyes were only on Qingzhi -
His young girl was wearing a beautiful red wedding dress he designed for her, sitting on the bed with a red veil, her head slightly lowered, waiting for him to come over obediently.
Wen Jian didn't know how to describe that scene, so she felt an unspeakable impulse surging in her heart.
It suddenly seemed like a dream, it was something I had never thought of, and it should be like this of course - the innocent agreement between two children in childhood turned into a lifetime.
And even at this moment, he was still grateful. He was grateful that he liked Qingzhi, which was enough to become his lifelong belief, and he would continue to like her forever.
Wen Jian finally came to his bride. She lowered her head slightly and looked at the hazy but familiar outline under the red veil. Wen Jian gently stretched out her hand and lifted the childish red veil very gently. Little by little, he moved closer to the phoenix crown.
His Qingzhi was covered with a phoenix crown, and strands of tassel beads hung down on his cheeks. Only the outline of Qingzhi was vaguely visible. Wen Jian's fingertips slowly opened the tassel beads, and then she saw Qingzhi. Under his teasing, Qingzhi slowly raised her starry eyes. Qingzhi, wearing bridal makeup, was so beautiful that his gaze stopped at that moment.
The innocent and smooth white forehead is dotted with red gemstones between the eyebrows. The eyebrows and eyes are outlined with a light red color, as if they are blooming begonia flowers in the landscape ink. They are bright, clear and clean, especially for her. The first time I wore such a bright yet unobtrusive makeup...
Wen Jian looked at Qingzhi's red lips and white teeth. She couldn't hold it back and lowered her head to capture Qingzhi's delicate and soft lips.
For Wen Jian, Qingzhi is his only taste.
But what he didn't expect was that from now on, he would be an addiction that he could not quit and was unwilling to quit.
(End of chapter)