Jiang Yingchi understood her meaning immediately: "You want to catch the bouquet?"
Ning Qiluo nodded: "Mhm."
Jiang Yingchi raised his hand, cupped the back of her head, and pulled her closer to him, asking in a low voice, "Why?"
Why do you still need to ask why?
Catching a bouquet, isn't that something every girl enjoys doing?
"Can't I like bouquets?" she retorted.
“It’s not impossible…” Jiang Yingchi smiled, her face captivating. “A bouquet symbolizes the transmission of happiness, and it means that you will be the next one to get married.”
"There's a hidden meaning behind it?" Ning Qiluo pretended to be surprised and unaware.
Actually, she knew the meaning behind it.
But now that Jiang Yingchi had said it, she could only pretend that she had just found out. However, the shrewdness that flashed in her eyes could not escape Jiang Yingchi's notice.
The two were so close.
She tilted her head back, and he tilted his head down slightly; their noses almost touched.
The wedding is still going on outside, and it's the most sacred moment of exchanging rings; almost no one is coming in.
Jiang Yingchi said, "There is another saying about the bouquet: you should get married within 6 months of catching it. If you don't, you have to wait another 6 years."
ah?
Ning Qiluo had never heard of this before.
She instinctively asked, "If I catch the bouquet and we don't get married within the next six months, do we have to wait another six years?"
Jiang Yingchi: "That's roughly the idea."
"Then what are we waiting for! Once I catch the bouquet, we'll get married sometime within six months."
Wait until she finishes speaking.
Jiang Yingchi suddenly kissed her, capturing her lips in his kiss.
Ning Qiluo was dancing with joy one second, but fell silent the next.
Because it was at a corner, and people could pass by at any time, Jiang Yingchi didn't kiss her too much; he just touched her lips to hers for a few seconds before pulling away.
After the warmth disappeared, Ning Qiluo's first reaction was to look around and see if anyone was there.
She breathed a sigh of relief when no one was around.
Then, in a very low voice, she said to him, "Someone will see you."
Jiang Yingchi couldn't resist and kissed her again.
This time it's intensified, and Ning Qiluo can't escape it.
His hand landed on her neck, then on her back, wrapping around her waist as if he couldn't bear to let go. "The dress Qi Siyi picked out for you, hmm?"
"Yes, Second Brother chose it."
"Good taste."
"I think so too, but I'll have to tell my second brother about it later. You said he has good taste... oh..."
Ning Qiluo called out.
Jiang Yingchi withdrew her hand that had just pinched her waist.
Ning Qiluo complained, "You abused me."
"You're already committing domestic violence?" He raised an eyebrow, the smile in his eyes so charming, so wicked: "What are you going to do in the future? I'm not the kind of man who can't bear to hurt you just because I love you."
Ning Qiluo was stunned for two seconds.
Two seconds later, she looked at him, "Jiang Yingchi!!!"
“Right in front of you.” His deep voice lingered.
Ning Qiluo slowly raised her hand to cover her face: "You've corrupted me."
"Is there?"
He let out a low laugh, very mellow and pleasant.
All his happiness came from her, or was derived from her.
Ning Qiluo realized that Jiang Yingchi seemed to be getting worse and worse, especially after their relationship deepened, he was on a path of no return.
Little did she know, the more shy she became, the more wicked Jiang Yingchi's intentions grew.
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