Litang was stunned by his shouting, and then she thought about it.

The little pitiful one shouted quite nicely.

Listening to her footsteps getting closer and closer, the young man rarely felt a little nervous. The sleeves in his hands had been rubbed out of shape and were wrinkled.

Then, a wedding scale gently probed under the red gauze. The red gauze was picked up by the wedding scale, and the candlelight came into the eyes.

Looking at the little girl's delicate and beautiful face, Huaian blinked slowly.

"My wife..."

Litang bent her eyes and took the initiative to come over and hug his waist, her tone a little proud.

"How do you like today's wedding?"

Smelling the sweet scent of the little girl mixed with the aroma of wine, Huaian slowly raised his arms and hugged her back, his voice slightly hoarse.

"Yeah, I like it."

After speaking, he paused again and spoke again.

"Has the wife drank a lot?"

The little girl stiffened, withdrew from the boy's arms, grabbed her sleeve and smelled it.

"Yeah, it's not much. I just drank two glasses of plum wine. Don't dislike me!"

Obviously, he still remembers the fact that he climbed into bed to prove that he was washing himself with fragrance.

Huaian chuckled, straightened up slightly, kissed the corner of her lips, and breathed hot.

"I don't mind it, Huai'an likes it very much."

Litang stared at her round eyes, trying to distinguish his expression, and after making sure that he really didn't dislike him, she happily ran to the table and brought two glasses of wine.

"Try it, it tastes delicious!"

"good."

The two quickly drank and exchanged glasses of wine.

Litang licked her lips and looked at him eagerly.

"How's it going? Does it taste good?"

It took her a long time to choose it! It’s sour and sweet, and you won’t get drunk!

The boy's lips curved slightly, and he put one hand on the back of the little girl's waist. Hearing this, his fingertips moved, and he pressed the girl into his arms, making a muffled hum.

Without waiting for her to struggle, he lowered his head to kiss the corner of her lips, his eyes darkened.

"Let's sleep in peace, my wife?"

His voice, which was already cold and pleasant, was deliberately lowered at this moment, making it look inexplicably bewitching.

Litang touched the tip of her ear and nodded slightly.

"Okay, okay."

As he spoke, he raised his hand and pushed the young man down on the bed, his crimson clothes flying in the air.

Huaian didn't notice and was knocked down by her. The fingers that were holding the wine glass unconsciously let go, and the small gold wine glass fell to the ground with a crisp sound.

He blinked and looked at someone who seemed drunk.

"Tangtang?"

The little girl hummed and lay down, biting the corner of his lips, her voice muffled.

"I want to be on top!"

This is a country where women are respected, so she should be on top, the little girl thought proudly.

The young man smiled and curled his lips, turning his head slightly to find the right position for her, and then said softly.

"Will the wife know it?"

Litang moved for a moment, and wrinkled the tip of her nose with some confusion.

"Well, it should be?"

When she wasn't paying attention, the young man silently changed their positions, took out an album from under the pillow, and kissed her again.

"My wife... Huai'an has learned a lot and will serve you well."

Litang was so dazed by his kiss that she quickly forgot her plan.

The red candles in the wedding room were burning all night, and the layers of gauze hanging beside the bed swayed slightly, hiding the figure inside.

After the wedding, the two stayed in the capital for a while and went out to visit again.

The scenery outside the window was scorching, and Litang huddled in the young man's arms while flipping through his travel notes.

"How about we go to other countries this time?"

Huaian trimmed her hair and looked at the scene outside the carriage, his voice low and vague.

"It's all up to you."
Chapter completed!