Feng Shaojin's eyes were glued to Mo Lingwei's body, and he never left from the beginning to the end.
When the husband and wife bowed to each other, he touched her forehead affectionately.
Finally, sent to the cave room.
Feng Shaojin hugged the bride horizontally, strode into the bedroom, and left everything behind him to Gu Wei to handle.
In Mo Lingwei's ears, the rough laughter and noisy booing sounded like a mountain whistling and a tsunami.
Feng Shaojin carried her back to the bedroom, kicked the door shut, let her sit on the edge of the bed, picked up Yu Ruyi placed on the table, and lifted her hijab.
Mo Lingwei lowered her eyebrows and lowered her eyes, her jet-black hair was combed neatly, her delicate little face was rosy, and she was stained with peach-red lip balm.
The bright red wedding dress made her more radiant, adding a bit of eye-catching beauty to her already stunning face, Feng Shaojin couldn't take his eyes off her.
Many years ago, from the first time he saw her, he knew that she was beautiful, and the second time he saw him, he imagined in his heart what she would look like when she married him after dressing up in a wedding dress.
Finally saw it today, he thought, in this life, even if he died, he would have no regrets.
He put Yu Ruyi beside the pillow, sat down beside her, held her hand in his palm, "Ling Wei, I will be your husband from now on."
Mo Lingwei: "..."
Feng Shaojin smiled, "Since you came back to me, I have been thinking of bringing you here so that you can be by my side all the time, but this place is too simple, the war is bitter and cold, and your body I was weak and had to take care of Xiu'er, so I dismissed the idea.
Now that we are married, you can marry a chicken and follow a chicken, marry a dog and follow a dog, and I will feel more at ease in the future if you live a little bit harder, so just stay here.
No matter where I go in the future, I will take you with me. "
Mo Lingwei still hung her head.
Feng Shaojin stretched out his long arms to wrap around her slender waist, and approached her with a smile, "It's late, let's rest."
He wanted to kiss the corner of her lips, but Mo Lingwei turned away.
Feng Shaojin: "..."
Feng Shaojin clenched his fists, and felt that her whole body was tense, let go of her, and sat up straight, "These days are exhausting, and you are tired too, go to rest early.
I still have some housework to deal with, and I won't be here until very late, you, you don't have to wait for me. "
He stood up and walked out of the bedroom with messy steps.
Feng Shaojin leaned on the pillar of the long corridor, listening to the chaotic noise in the hall next door, under the cover of night, stared at the bedroom next door.
The slender figure sitting on the edge of the bed stood up, walked to the table, and blew out the burning red candle.
Feng Shaojin stood quietly in the same place for an unknown amount of time. It was so long that the noisy hall was completely silent.
Tonight is his and Mo Lingwei's wedding night, so there is no housework to deal with.
Even if he had to deal with it, Gu Wei would make the decision for him on such an important day.
A moment of spring festival is worth a thousand gold.
The moon was sinking.
Feng Shaojin didn't know how long he had stood outside the door. When he opened the door and entered, the moonlight poured down from the window, and he saw the figure in the tent. She was wearing a white jacket, lying on her side, with a bright red color. Her wedding dress was casually discarded on the ground by her.
Feng Shaojin picked up the wedding dress, dusted off the dust on it, folded it meticulously, and put it in the cabinet...
As usual, he opened the curtain, lay down beside her, found her hand in the quilt, held it, and closed his eyes sleepily.
He hasn't had a good night's sleep for many days, and now she is lying beside him, which is already good.
They have a long time to come!