to love and to cherish, so long as we both shall live.
All this I vow and promise. ”
Listening to his magnetic and sexy voice and reciting the beautiful wedding speech, Su Wanqing's hands trembled a little, but her hand was held tightly by that warm big hand, and the warm sense of security penetrated along her skin.
spread to the heart.
She turned her head and looked at his serious expression with her glazed black eyes, which were like a gift from a dream. Su Wanqing felt as if she had fallen into an illusion. She was getting married to Xi Chen, and the two were having a wedding.
Inexplicably, she also opened her mouth, and a series of oaths flew out of her throat uncontrollably:
“I, Wanqing, in the presence of God, take you, Lucifer,
to be my husband;
to have and to hold from this day forward,
for better, for worse, for richer, for poorer,
in sickness and in health,
to love and to cherish, so long as we both shall live.
All this I vow and promise. ”
As soon as they finished speaking, the two looked at each other and smiled.
He sees her as his wife and she sees him as her husband.
They don't need the witness of a priest or the blessings of relatives and friends. This light holy lake and the morning star sinking at the bottom of the lake are their best witnesses.
Luo Xichen held Su Wanqing in his arms, lowered his head, moved closer little by little, opened his thin lips lightly, and said in an extremely lingering and affectionate voice: "I swear to you."
As the sun set, the sky's glow imprinted on his ice-blue eyes, revealing a clear and translucent luster. Su Wanqing felt that she was bewitched.
"I swear to you."
She murmured softly, hugged his waist tightly, then stood on tiptoes and offered her lips to him.
Her initiative was the greatest encouragement to him. He leaned forward to cover her and held her tightly in his arms, letting her experience the feeling of being close to each other with their lips and teeth.
This kiss was lingering and lingering. He traced the beautiful shape of her lips, then easily pried open her teeth, grabbed her uvula, and invited her to dance with him.
Her response was positive, and later, even fierce and desperate.
It is deep and quiet here, there is no one else here, no Luo Mingxuan, no Su Jiuge, no Mechelle, there are only two of them in the world.
She didn't need to worry, she had no scruples, she just vented the emotions that had been suppressed in her heart for a long time without restraint.
Her red lips turned and her breath was like blue. She was naturally charming, and he was born for her.
She was hugged and kissed by him, and her heart was beating suddenly. She felt that the tall body that was hugging her tightly was gradually getting heated. The heat was scorching, and it was ironing directly into the depths of her soul.
She opened her eyes a little shyly, raised her eyes slightly, and met his dazzling icy eyes, which seemed to be burning with faint flames.
The flame spread bit by bit, and the endless heat enveloped her petite body. To love and to cherish, so long as we both shall live.
All this I vow and promise. ”
Listening to his magnetic and sexy voice and reciting the beautiful wedding speech, Su Wanqing's hands trembled a little, but her hand was held tightly by that warm big hand, and the warm sense of security penetrated along her skin.
spread to the heart.
She turned her head and looked at his serious expression with her glazed black eyes, which were like a gift from a dream. Su Wanqing felt as if she had fallen into an illusion. She was getting married to Xi Chen, and the two were having a wedding.
Inexplicably, she also opened her mouth, and a series of oaths flew out of her throat uncontrollably:
“I, Wanqing, in the presence of God, take you, Lucifer,
to be my husband;
to have and to hold from this day forward,
for better, for worse, for richer, for poorer,
in sickness and in health,
to love and to cherish, so long as we both shall live.
All this I vow and promise. ”
As soon as they finished speaking, the two looked at each other and smiled.
He sees her as his wife and she sees him as her husband.
They don't need the witness of a priest or the blessings of relatives and friends. This light holy lake and the morning star sinking at the bottom of the lake are their best witnesses.
Luo Xichen held Su Wanqing in his arms, lowered his head, moved closer little by little, opened his thin lips lightly, and said in an extremely lingering and affectionate voice: "I swear to you."
As the sun set, the sky's glow imprinted on his ice-blue eyes, revealing a clear and translucent luster. Su Wanqing felt that she was bewitched.
"I swear to you."
She murmured softly, hugged his waist tightly, then stood on tiptoes and offered her lips to him.
Her initiative was the greatest encouragement to him. He leaned forward to cover her and held her tightly in his arms, letting her experience the feeling of being close to each other with their lips and teeth.
This kiss was lingering and lingering. He traced the beautiful shape of her lips, then easily pried open her teeth, grabbed her uvula, and invited her to dance with him.
Her response was positive, and later, even fierce and desperate.
It is deep and quiet here, there is no one else here, no Luo Mingxuan, no Su Jiuge, no Mechelle, there are only two of them in the world.
She didn't need to worry, she had no scruples, she just vented the emotions that had been suppressed in her heart for a long time without restraint.
Her red lips turned and her breath was like blue. She was naturally charming, and he was born for her.
She was hugged and kissed by him, and her heart was beating suddenly. She felt that the tall body that was hugging her tightly was gradually getting heated. The heat was scorching, and it was ironing directly into the depths of her soul.
She opened her eyes a little shyly, raised her eyes slightly, and met his dazzling icy eyes, which seemed to be burning with faint flames.
The flame spread bit by bit, and the endless heat enveloped her petite body.