Pei Anqi smiled, patted her hand, and stared at her obviously tired face for a few seconds. Her eyes drifted to Luo Yibei behind her, and she suddenly said, "The wedding is about to be held, so take it easy." .Some things require more time after marriage!”
If it's a hint, it's actually quite clear.
There were so many people present, almost all of our close relatives came.
Mentioning this in front of so many people, Fang Chixia's face almost turned red.
Luo Yibei took a moment to appreciate her reaction, and the corners of his lips raised narrowly.
The official wedding will be at 14:00 the next day.
1314, a time carefully chosen by Luo Yibei.
Unlike the last wedding, the two had a rehearsal before the wedding.
This time, before Fang Chixia's ceremony was held, he didn't even know what the venue looked like.
What surprised Fang Chixia about their wedding was that all the procedures in Luo Yibei were according to tradition.
Her and his rooms were obviously in the same room, but the night before the wedding, he had a separate room.
There was even a special arrangement for the wedding ceremony the next day.
Fang Chixia woke up very early. At five o'clock in the morning, she was woken up by Tong Yan and Xi'er before she could even sleep. Xi'er acted as the stylist himself, sitting on her in front of the makeup mirror and working on it all morning.
Luo Yibei showed up at 1:45 in the afternoon, and the two of them had not even met during lunch.
Pushing the door open with one hand, he leaned against the door and stared at her quietly, who had finished putting on makeup and was sitting on the sofa waiting for him quietly, and the corners of his lips curled up slightly.
He had seen Fang Chixia's face countless times in the past eight years.
He has seen them all when they are making noodles with clear soup, when they are wearing light makeup, when they are wearing exquisite retro makeup, and even when they are sloppy.
Her face was originally extremely delicate, as small as a beautiful girl from a comic book.
However, seeing her again, Luo Yibei was still amazed by her.
It is said that the most beautiful moment for a woman is when she puts on a white gauze.
The same is true for Fang Chixia at this moment for Luo Yibei.
Her white gauze was worn just for him!
Luo Yibei stared at her in elegant retro makeup for a long time. The arc at the corners of her lips was slightly outlined at the beginning, then slowly expanded, and then expanded again. The dark pupils seemed to light up suddenly. There was a piece of starlight, which was dazzling.
Regardless of whether there were other people in the room, he walked towards her in a few steps, stretched out his long arm, and hooked an arm around her waist, hugging her body. Luo Yibei leaned over and felt for her lips, and then he gave her a long kiss. A long French kiss.
His kiss was very intense, and the passion he poured into it was completely different from the usually cold and cold person. He grabbed Fang Chixia's waist with both arms, and kissed her along her reclining body. Fang Chixia's waist almost broke. It became the standard ninety degrees.
"Honey, you are so beautiful today!" He withdrew from her lips without saying anything, and glanced at her face lightly. He raised his eyebrows, and even used his fingertips to gently wipe the fresh lips on his lips. The place where he met her.
Fang Chixia glanced sideways at the other people in the room, a little embarrassed, but not pretentious.
"Honey, it's getting late!" She reminded him with her arms around his neck.
"After the ceremony, let's come back and continue!" Luo Yibei said to her in a narrow voice, then picked her up and strode out of the room with her.