Not long after, Brother Shen came over after washing up. He had drunk quite a lot of wine. Today was his big day and many people forced him to drink. If Mrs. Shen hadn't arranged it and tricked him with boiled water, he would have been drunk to death.
When Brother Shen came back, the newlyweds were the only ones left in the yard.
The two had been engaged for half a year, but they had few opportunities to meet in private, and even less time to spend time together.
It is normal to feel embarrassed when getting married nowadays.
Before, Yanbao was around, so I didn’t feel nervous.
At this moment, I was so nervous that my heart seemed to be beating out.
Xu Zhimo looked at the blushing Shen and thought he was drunk, so she poured him a cup of tea: "Have some to sober up. Do you need me to prepare some hot water for you to take a bath?"
"No need, I've already washed up." Brother Shen was a head taller than Xu Zhimo. He looked at the petite girl in front of him, his Adam's apple rolling up and down. He took the hangover tea she poured and took a sip, but found that it did not quench his thirst.
My mouth is still dry and my blood is boiling.
When Xu Zhimo took the teacup, she accidentally touched Brother Shen's fingertips. Both of their hearts trembled, and Xu Zhimo subconsciously looked up at Brother Shen.
Brother Shen pursed his lips and met her eyes when she looked at him.
The moment our eyes met, I felt like I was struck by lightning, my heart was beating like a drum, and my waist and abdomen were on fire.
The next moment, Brother Shen grabbed Xu Zhimo's hand, exerted a little force, and pulled her into his arms. He sniffed the faint fragrance on her body and couldn't help but sigh: "Sorry, let your husband hold you for a moment, it always feels unreal. Are we really married? Did your husband marry you?"
Xu Zhimo's face flushed red, and she heard his uncertain low voice in her ears. He tilted his head and kissed her hair, which was gentle to the core.
Having been treated so gently and carefully in two lifetimes, only Xu Zhimo herself understands her feelings.
It turns out that she deserves to be cherished and loved.
She is not a poor person who is disliked and ignored by everyone.
Thinking of this, Xu Zhimo wrapped her arms around Brother Shen's waist, buried her head in his strong, broad, and secure chest, and closed her eyes: "We are married. From now on, I will be your wife, and you will be my husband. We will support and rely on each other, be together forever, and grow old together."
"Okay." Brother Shen's trembling lips touched Xu Zhirong's soft red lips, and his heart began to tremble as well.
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