Qing Chen gently pushed open the bridal chamber. He was dressed in a wedding gown today, and his pure and noble face looked even more handsome. He gently lifted the red veil. Xia Tuo smiled faintly and his eyes were filled with hope. This was their wedding night.
When their eyes met, a smiling expression could be seen in their clear eyes. Xia Shouxiong couldn't remember what a wedding was like last time, but she would firmly remember what it was today. Suddenly, Xia Wan lowered his eyes shyly. What kind of wedding night would he leave for her?
Xia Tian filled up two jade cups and personally brought the wine to Qing Chen. "Qing Chen, after drinking the wine, my Xia Tian will be your wife."
"Yes! You are not Huang Shan, nor are you guessing. You are Xia Ji, and I, Situ Chen, will marry yo
