The corners of the man's lips were raised slightly, but he did not laugh.
He just stared at her face quietly and said seriously, "I have told you, today my aunt gave you to me.
Today, you only belong to me."
Luo Xi stared intently into his deep eyes, dazed for a moment.
What does he mean?
Why do I feel a deep and inexplicable sadness?
Luo Xi reached up and pinched his ears, "My mother will not snatch it from you.
I will always be yours."
Jing Mohao looked at her deeply, without comment, reached out to unbuckle her seat belt, grabbed her hand, and took her out of the car door and into the bridal shop.
The clerk stood respectfully at the door and bowed slightly towards the pair who walked in.
"Young Master Mo, the design of the wedding dress you sent has been completed."
"Well," Jing Mohao didn't look away, put his arms around Luo Xi's back, and gently pushed her forward, "Take her to try."
"Okay," the clerk agreed, stretching out his hand towards Luo Xi, "Ma'am, please come this way."
Luo Xi looked at Jing Mohao, and met the man's dark and deep eyes, only to see something unfathomable inside.
Luo Xi only felt that he was extremely abnormal today, but she couldn't find any tricks to ask questions, so she had to acquiesce to his arrangement, turned around, followed the clerk into the fitting room, and let others arrange it.
After ten minutes of getting dressed, the pink romantic floor-to-ceiling curtain was opened, revealing the woman in a white backless wedding dress.
The delicate gauze skirt covered her slightly bulging belly, and the perfect waistline outlined her charming figure, which was fair and delicate.
Her skin glows with the freshness of a girl, her cheeks are rosy, and her eyes are crystal clear, complementing her unique intellectual pregnancy.
Luo Xi lowered his hands to his sides, looked away from himself, and completely met the eyes of the opposite person looking up at him.
The man was wearing a formal and crisp black suit.
He was adjusting his tie with both hands.
His eyes were filled with starlight.
The hand holding the tie was slightly stiff.
Seeing her like this, she was so beautiful that the roses lost their color, the meadows lost their vastness, the stars dimmed their light, and the waves silenced the noise.
Just let a wandering seed fall to stable soil, and a wandering heart find its direction of habitat.
His invulnerable heart would be defeated by her simple words of comfort.
His disguise of invulnerability will completely surrender in front of her who understands him.
He had never thought about letting a woman put on a wedding dress for him before, but now that he saw it, he really wanted to make her his bride.
It was none other than the woman in front of me.
His woman.
The two of them stared at each other for a long time, their hearts beating violently, and the affection in their eyes was obvious but bottomless.
Like an isolated island standing in the Antarctic and an iceberg floating in the North Pole, they spanned the entire length of the meridian, crossed the vastest ocean, climbed the most precipitous mountain peaks, and finally met at this moment after going through countless hardships.
All the sufferings in the past have passed and all the grudges have disappeared.
Here is the grand ceremony that the two of them have been looking forward to for a long time.
This moment belongs only to two clean and longing souls.
After being helped by someone, Luo Xi came to his senses, walked out of the locker room, and walked towards the tall and elegant man in his sight.
Jing Mohao pulled off his tie with both hands, his eyes never leaving the woman until she walked in front of him
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