"You can only wear this red dress for me to see! This red is the color that a bride wears. What do you want to do by dressing like this? I won't allow it! Absolutely not!" Ye Hua was also angry, and he was really angry.
Tell me why.
"What?" Han Mengxiao was sure that Ye Hua's reason was definitely the most interesting one she had ever heard. He thought that only the bride could wear this red color, so she was not allowed to wear it to the lantern feast. Was he...jealous?
After understanding this level, Han Mengxiao felt an unprecedented joy!
It turned out that what made him angry was the color of the clothes! It was so interesting!
He actually gets jealous because of the color of a piece of clothing!
As the sun set, a thin layer of fog appeared on the lake outside the Waterside Pavilion. The fog climbed up to the pavilion of the Waterside Pavilion and shrouded behind Ye Hua. Han Mengxiao looked up at him and saw him supporting himself with his hands.
Holding the door open, refusing to give in, seeing his increasingly perfect face and the unconcealed anger in his eyes, he suddenly smiled.
It was a gentle smile at first, and gradually it became more charming.
Han Mengxiao lifted up her long skirt and walked gently to Ye Hua. She stared at him with her eyes motionless and touched his face with her slender onion-like hands with a faint fragrance: "The appearance of Lord Zhongtian is so real.
It's so cute and tight that you'll fall in love with it just by looking at it."
Her smile was like a flower, and her warm fingertips gently slid across his lips, hiding the turbulent feelings in her heart.
Ye Hua, if I didn't know that you are heartless and heartless in your heart and soul, I might really think that you are acting like this because you are jealous, and the reason why you are jealous is because you have me in your heart.
"Really?" Her voice was so soft, like little snakes, tightly entwining his heart. He could keep his face calm, but his heart was beating more and more fiercely, and her fingertips slipped
Passing his lips, it brought a slight itch, carrying an electric current, igniting the most primitive fire in his body.
Her person was beside him, and her elegant fragrance floated into his soul. He unconsciously remembered the eternal promise he made to her in the Temple of the Four Seasons thousands of years ago, and she gave herself to him without reservation.
At that time, she was scared, she was pure and beautiful, she was young, she was passionate... It was her beauty that caused his disaster, and he was willing to suffer this disaster.
If the goddess Yun Shang hadn't interfered, she would have been his fairy wife by now.
They missed such a long time. When they meet again in this life, she has changed. Her whole body is covered with sharp thorns. Every time she struggles, it hurts his heart. And to her, it is not a kind of hurt.
.
She should hate him. In his previous life, he was the one who owed her no consideration. He loved her, wanted to marry her, and prepared for that grand heavenly wedding. It was all his will. He never asked her what she wanted to invite.
The guests, what kind of wedding dress do they want to wear, who do they want to be their officiant, and what kind of ceremony do they want to have to become his wife.
He is too selfish, thinking that giving her the best is a sign of loving her the most, thinking that as long as he prepares it with his heart, she will love it.
But now she wants to understand, if she wants to marry him and be his wife, why does she have no right to express her opinion about a heavenly marriage? But he didn't ask her, not a word! So that she misunderstood, he