Xiao An's face flushed with embarrassment, and she turned her head away in a hurry, but she couldn't help but look at the door with her peripheral vision. The door was removed quickly, one by one, and the room became brighter and brighter. Then, before the door panels were all removed, Xiao An saw a burly man in wedding clothes jump into the room impatiently. Then he walked towards her in big strides, stepping on the golden sunlight.
Against the light, Xiao An couldn't see the expression on Pang Yi's face, but she could guess that Pang Yi must be smiling from ear to ear. Just like her now, no matter how hard she tried to tell herself to be reserved, she couldn't help but curl up the corners of her mouth.
"My dear. I'm here to pick you up." When he reached Xiao An, Pang Yi bent down, untied the big red silk flower tied in his arms and put it in Xiao An's hand. He looked at the white and tender hand that stretched out from the sleeves of the fiery red wedding dress and held one side of the red flower. He felt so happy. He also held the other side and said softly. "My dear, let's go home."
"Okay. Go home." Xiao An's voice was so soft that she could hardly hear it clearly, especially since the man outside the door was still busy dismantling the door.
"Okay. Let's go home." But Pang Yi heard it clearly. He leaned over and hugged Xiao An, and then amid the jeers of the crowd, he carried Xiao An out, stepped over the half-open door, and walked straight to the front yard.
Kong Wenjie hurriedly ran outside to set off firecrackers, and then amid the "crackling" sound of firecrackers, Pang Yi carried Xiao An out of the Crescent Gate.
"Pang Yi, let's get married." Her white and tender hands were around the man's neck. Through a thin layer of red gauze, Xiao An looked at the man with a smile, "From now on, I am your wife."
"Yes, I don't have to be sneaky anymore," Pang Yi lowered his head to meet those eyes full of joy. He was also extremely happy, his heart was bubbling with honey, "I don't have to worry about people seeing me entering your house again at night, and I don't have to worry about you chasing me out before dawn."
"Bah! Why is your head full of these things?" Xiao An was embarrassed and ashamed, but she couldn't help but curl her lips and smile when she thought about the time when Pang Yi refused to leave in the morning. She gently scratched the back of the man's neck with her fingers and whispered, "Then... let's sleep soundly tomorrow?"
"Yes, I'll listen to what Madam says," Pang Yi smiled immediately, and looked at Xiao An with a raised eyebrow and a smile, "Sleep... like a fool."
"Shut up! That's not what I meant!" Xiao An was so embarrassed.
"But that's what I meant," Pang Yi laughed, stepped out of the gate, and walked to a tall snow-white horse standing outside the gate. He helped Xiao An onto the horse. Xiao An didn't know how to ride a horse, and when she was feeling nervous, Pang Yi had already gotten on the horse and sat steadily behind her, holding the reins with one hand and resting his other hand on her waist. He leaned close to Xiao An's ear and whispered, "How do you like this horse? I picked it out after careful selection, Lin'er, do you like it?"
"Are you satisfied with this dowry?" Xiao An turned her head and gently lifted a corner of her veil, revealing the girl's delicate and charming red lips. At this time, the red lips were slightly upturned, gently opening and closing, revealing the neat and tidy pearly teeth inside. "Mr. Pang, do you like it?"
Pang Yi felt that he couldn't even breathe when he saw the slightly opened red lips. His chest was heaving violently. He had a lot to say to Xiao An, but he couldn't say a word. Suddenly, he shook the reins: "Gee, gee, gee!"
The tall horse immediately roared and ran forward.
Xiao An's heart was in her throat. She had never ridden a horse before. Although the person behind her was Pang Yi, she was still too nervous and scared. It was not until the hand on her waist tightly hugged her that she breathed a sigh of relief. She pursed her lips and turned her head carefully, looking at Pang Yi through the thin red gauze: "Mr. Pang, you haven't answered me yet."
"Be good, I'll answer you when we get home," Pang Yi's voice was warm and hoarse, as he spoke word by word into Xiao An's ear, "It will take me a very long time to answer you, so don't be annoyed."
"I..." Xiao An's face turned red all the way to her neck. She turned around and hugged Pang Yi's neck, "I won't be annoyed."
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