Jiang Haiqiu quickly brought over the freshly cooked hot meal, only to find his little wife holding a small mirror, examining her face from all angles.
"Do I not look good today?" She thought she looked stunning, so why didn't Jiang Haiqiu have any reaction?
Jiang Haiqiu's face turned red.
He hadn't expected Sun Manxia to ask him so directly.
To be honest, ever since lifting the bridal veil, he had been too nervous to look his little wife in the eye.
In his memory, it was the plain-looking Sun Manxia, who swept snow with him, played pranks crazily with him, with her long hair and rosy cheeks.
Today's Sun Manxia was very different from before!
She looked so beautiful that he almost didn't recognize her, as if she had turned into a different person; if it weren't for the mole in her eyebrow, he would have suspected someone had swapped his bride.
His wife... was very beautiful!
