Mandarin duck brocade quilt, dragon and phoenix red candles, joyful lovers.
In the bridal chamber, the wedding matron is waiting, letting the newlyweds complete the final ceremony.
At this moment, Shih Lei wants nothing more than to be alone with Ah Luan, without any disturbances.
But not a single ceremony can be omitted.
This is his wedding with Ah Luan, so of course, everything must be perfect and flawless.
The moment the bride's veil is lifted, the room is filled with light.
Eating raw glutinous rice balls, drinking Wedding Cup Wine, tying hair with mutual trust.
Finally, all the extra people left, and in the world of the two, only they remained.
Shih Lei could no longer suppress his inner excitement, and with slightly trembling hands, he caressed Gu Shengyin's face, "Ah Luan."
Gu Shengyin looked at him and smiled, responding softly, "Mm."
"Are you mine now?" At the end, there was a hint of uncertain upward inflection.
