Of course, if Juventus dared to have multiple wives and concubines, I'd shoot them dead.
Qiao Changqing felt that if someone married his precious younger sister, that person should pamper her. How could he possibly have the mind to look for wild flowers outside?
Dou Shiliu nodded: "I'll go with you the day after tomorrow."
Qiao Changqing lowered his eyes and nodded. Some guests then rose up again and drank quite a bit more amidst the urging of others to drink.
Holding the roses that the bride was wearing, Jiang Shaoyi skipped over to find Dou Shiliu.
Manluo gave it to him because she thought he was handsome.
"You Ran~"
Dou Shiliu had drunk quite a bit of wine, and her face was a little rosy. Under the light, she looked even smaller, but don't misunderstand, it wasn't beauty, it was rather comical.
Today she was dressed in bright red flowers, and with her rosy cheeks, she looked just like a festive matchmaker from the countryside.
But beauty is in the eye of the beholder, and Jiang Shaoyi thought her dreamy eyes were absolutely adorable.
"Youran~ Kiss me."
As he spoke, he pouted and tried to kiss her.
Dou Shiliu was just feeling a bit heavy-headed. When he saw Dou Shiliu coming over with a pout, Dou Shiliu slapped him without any mercy.
"Move aside."
"Waaaaah, I'm so sad~ Why do you keep pushing me away from your embrace?"
Dou Shiliu jumped up and down, giving him a cold look: "Did you eat too much?"
So what to do if there's nothing to do?
"No~ I queued for ages just to get Manro's little flower~"
Jiang Shaoyi held up the flowers in his hands, smiled at Dou Shiliu, revealing his handsome tiger teeth: "Little Youyou~ These are for you~"
Dou Shiliu glanced at the bouquet; it was a pale pink color, with a few drops of dew on it.
"Um"
She accepted the flowers from Jiang Shaoyi, knowing he would cause trouble again soon.
"Little Youyou accepted my flowers, so she's mine now~ That's wonderful~"
Bang! Flowers flew into Jiang Shaoyi's arms, the impact scattering them into pieces.
Dou Shiliu retracted his throwing motion, glanced coldly at Jiang Shaoyi, and said indifferently, "I will not accept you."
After saying that, he turned and left.
Jiang Shaoyi lowered her eyes, and the flowers on her clothes fell off.
He crouched down and picked them up, watching the petals fall one by one, losing their original color.
"Really...you won't accept it...?"
Ha, he has plenty of time to waste on her.
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After removing her elaborate headdress, Manro followed Juventus out to offer a toast.
Dou Shiliu watched Mo Ling from a short distance away; her face was streaked with red tears.
Watching the person you love most marry someone else is something even a ghost couldn't accept.
But that's just how fate is.
Dou Shiliu saw the faint, almost imperceptible, thread of fate connecting Juventus and Manluo.
But it's all a matter of time.
I may not like it now, but I might not like it in the future.
Dou Shiliu suddenly remembered Xiang Qingjiu; she remembered their first kiss.
There was a subtle tremor in her heart.
It's sweet; just thinking about it makes Dou Shiliu's lips curl into a slight smile.
Jiang Shaoyi, who was not far away, saw this and took a sip of his drink in frustration, then noticed the smile on her face that clearly showed she was thinking about someone.
He felt extremely suffocated.
"Oh"
Another glass of strong liquor down.
When Qiao Changqing arrived, he found him drinking alone in silence.
Following his gaze, I smiled.
"Why haven't you taken it down yet?"
"It won't be easy to win this over."
Qiao Changqing was quite surprised: "This is the first time you've failed to win it."
Jiang Shaoyi rolled her eyes at him: "I've only ever chased after one woman in my entire life."
It's as if he's an insane womanizer.
First time
"Haha, you don't know, those young girls are completely mesmerized by you."
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