Ye Huairan looked at him with half-open big blurred eyes in a hazy state.

Ye Zechuan drank a lot of wine in the evening, and there was a faint blush on his fair and handsome face. His whole figure seemed to have an enchanting beauty, so beautiful that it was thrilling!

On the red sandalwood table, the flames of the big red wedding candle with dragons and phoenixes engraved on it danced, illuminating the young man in red robes, making his whole body shine like a shooting star, radiating with brilliance.

At this moment, Ye Huairan felt the strong aroma of wine in his mouth and felt that she was almost drunk, so she had to hug his neck and slowly close her eyes.

Time seems to stand still at this moment, and time seems to have lasted forever at this moment.

It wasn't until both of them were out of breath that Ye Zechuan slowly let go of the person in his arms. He slowly narrowed his handsome eyes, and his drunken eyes were darkened and deep by the smell of alcohol. He looked at the crimson man next to the pillow attentively and seriously.

The bride in her wedding dress seemed to want to completely carve her appearance into his mind.

Ye Huairan gradually woke up from the confusion and infatuation just now. When he looked at her with such eyes, she felt as if she was not wearing anything. She avoided her eyes shyly and gently pushed the bed.

The young man whispered: "Brother Zechuan, you are drunk!"

Ye Zechuan took advantage of the situation and grabbed her hand, put it to his lips and kissed her, laughing softly: "No, I'm not drunk."

Although he drank a lot of wine, his mind was very clear. He clearly knew that the person lying on the bed was his bride, the girl he had kept in his heart for ten years. Today was special for him

, he thought he would never forget it in his life.

So, how could he allow himself to get drunk on such a special day?

Ye Zechuan stared at him for a long time, and finally gently opened his lips and called out: "Bad?"

"Huh?" Ye Huairan raised a pair of big, watery, black eyes to meet his gaze, waiting for his next words.

"Bad, bad?" Ye Zechuan didn't say anything, but called her softly again. The voice was so tender and lingering that when hearing it, people couldn't help but stir up ripples in their hearts.

"Yeah!" Ye Huairan liked hearing him call her name like this, and nodded vigorously in response to him.

"Bad bad...bad bad...bad bad..." Ye Zechuan called her in a low voice, over and over again, never getting tired of it. He reached out and slowly touched her cheek, feeling her warmth on his fingertips.

It was as if he had done this kind of tender gesture many times before, making Ye Huairan feel like he was the one who loved her most.

Great! From now on, they will be the closest people!

"Brother Zechuan..." Ye Huairan stared at his face, and her mind suddenly jumped to the scene of the wedding night that she had seen before. Then, would something happen to the two of them tonight?

Some inappropriate moments for children flashed through her mind quickly, and her face suddenly became hot.

Ye Zechuan waited for a while, and when he saw her suddenly becoming silent, he couldn't help but raise his eyebrows and asked in confusion: "What's wrong?"

"Ah, um...it's nothing, I just think...it's getting late, should we go to bed?" As soon as he finished speaking, Ye Huaairan really wanted to bite off his tongue.

In this situation, this sentence sounds like a hint and an invitation.
Chapter completed!