The fog began to rise again, and the scenery in front of him gradually became unclear. Jiang Yuan stopped and looked up at the sky.
I don't know how long I stood there, but the wind blew slightly, picking up my black hair and slowly fluttering.
The candlelight in the lantern flickered, and I suddenly smelled the rich fragrance, which was gently carried by the wind.
Jiang Yuan's heart moved and her steps moved forward involuntarily.
Getting closer, getting closer.
Suddenly, Jiang Yuan stepped forward. In front of his eyes, the lights were bright, and the peach blossoms were flying. They fell one after another, and were picked up by the breeze and scattered in the air.
Lanterns of various shapes were hung on every tree, and the candlelight in the lanterns swayed gently.
The peach blossoms on the trees were blooming coquettishly, shining brightly, and she was immediately captured by the thick pink color. The peach grove with intricate branches, large ones surrounded by small ones, and small ones holding large ones, could not even see the edges.
And this attractive red color is all over the branches, clusters, strings, and densely covered, just like a heavy red snow has fallen.
In the intoxicating peach blossoms, Jiang Yuan looked at the people deep in the peach blossoms. One person was wearing red clothes and fluttering like fire. Under the gorgeous peach blossoms, the deep starry eyes seemed to be spinning a bewitching whirlpool.
The long and thick eyelashes drooped down, like a black butterfly covering its wings. The charming and charming face became more and more attractive in the hazy moonlight, and the green hair on her head fell like a waterfall, flying in the air, like a banished immortal.
A touching smile appeared on his lips, and he stretched out his slender fingers, "Come on, Jiang Yuan."
Jiang Yuan took one step at a time, then ran over quickly, threw herself into his arms, hugged him tightly with both hands and feet, and pressed her cheek against his arms.
She didn't know what words to use to describe her mood.
All she knew was that she had to hold him tightly now. Only this kind of body language could express her heart.
There is no need to say anything, as long as this is done, you can make him understand your heart.
Qi Xuanzuo's hand gently patted Jiang Yuan's back, his bewitching smile did not diminish, and he said softly: "Do you like it? I arranged the wedding for you."
There is no lively audience, no spectacular red makeup, no matchmaker, just you and me, heaven and earth.
Jiang Yuan kept nodding, nodding, and nodding again.