"Xiaoguai, what are you..."
"Jun Moyan, does this look good on me?" Wen Xiao'ai tilted her small face slightly upwards, smiling bright as a flower.
Jun Moyan's gaze lingered on her small face, meticulously and seriously studying her.
"...It looks good." He smiled and responded softly.
In his memory, this was the first time Wen Xiao'ai wore a bright red garment.
Not a wedding dress, just an ordinary red attire; no phoenix crown, just a simple hair ornament. Everything was so simple, yet extraordinary.
He thought, Xiaoguai wearing a wedding dress must look like this.
"Then shall I marry you today?" Wen Xiao'ai's eyes sparkled, she said with a smile.
Jun Moyan was taken aback, his hand paused on her face.
A bit caught off guard.
"Today? Marry me?"
"Yes, didn't you say last time that it's been too long since the baby was born? So I'll marry you now."
