The wedding scene was by the beach, and Rongye never planned to go through any process that meets the standards.

The helicopter was slowing down, and Yu Yao looked down from the window through a thin layer of white gauze. Everyone except the bride and groom were already in place. The host looked up at the sky, jumped up and waved his arms.

Following his movements, the guests looked up at each other, smiling faces, bouquets, sunlight splashing in the morning and sparkling sea reflected into Yu Yao's eyes.

Under such gaze, the helicopter landed smoothly, the cabin door opened, Rong Ye stretched out his long legs, and lifted Yu Yao up and walked off the plane.

There is no waiting for the groom.

No relatives of the bride were needed to lead her through the flower path.

No matter how long the road is, he will hold his people with his own hands and walk to his end step by step.

The whole wedding, plus the afternoon outdoor banquet, continued until the evening. After the sun set, there was a really noisy night party. Yu Yao could hardly remember how many sets of clothes she had changed. Although she stole a lot of laziness in the middle, Rong Ye took a nap with her for a few times, but she still felt that her legs were getting weak.

After personally experiencing it, she realized that she could be so busy getting married.

Seeing that the party was about to begin, Yu Yao changed into a burgundy tail skirt and was about to wear a necklace when her hands stretched out from behind her neck and slowly tied her up.

The man's voice pressed against her ears: "Are you tired?"

Someone who can make her lazy and cheat on her will come.

Yu Yao immediately relaxed, nodded, leaned back against him, and unconsciously softened his tone: "I can't stand up soon. I had known that getting married was so tired, I was-"

Rong Ye gently pulled her long hair up, lowered her head, and looked at her deeply: "How was she liked back then? I won't marry?"

Yu Yao rubbed her chest with no concern at all, her almond eyes curled into a crescent moon, and she smiled and said, "Yes - I won't marry you, I will marry you, let you be the bride, and I will change to so many skirts."

Anyway, he has not asked for it.

At that time, Nuonuo opened his eyes pitifully and begged to marry her.

Rong Ye's rare ears flushed red, and he kissed Yu Yao's forehead: "It's okay for my master to marry me, but in any case they are all in the same household registration book, and they can't escape."

As he said that, he bent down on one knee, squatted beside Yu Yao, with his shirt cuffs rolled to his elbows, and he held her calves with thin and evenly shaped hands and massaged gently.

There were many old wounds that could not be removed on his fingertips and palms. The wounds were layered and slightly roughly rubbed against her skin.

With each press, the heat spreads upward from her ankles and calves, stimulating the sensitive nerves.

Yu Yao pursed her lips, couldn't help but blushed, and reached out to twist Rong Ye's chin: "I'll go out later, you... are not allowed to move around."

Rong Ye's hand did not let go, and his fingers continued to climb slowly from her calf, stopping on his knees. When Yu Yao's cheeks began to become congested, he suddenly stood up and picked her up from the chair, laughing low: "Okay, wait until we move around again at night, we are indeed going out now, but it's not a cocktail party, so change the place."

When he went out of the locker room, Yu Yao could still see the continuous lights and crowds on the beach ahead from afar, but Rong Ye led her in another direction.

Yu Yao stepped onto a small bridge and rolled across the bridge deck. She didn't want to know the destination, so she followed Rong Ye forward without hesitation until she saw a boat waiting for her at the end of the bridge.

At 8 o'clock in the evening, the sea surface was gentle and quiet, and the hustle and bustle on the shore were both close and far away. Yu Yao kicked off her shoes on the boat, lazily lying in Rong Ye's arms, looking up at the stars in the dome.

The place has not been polluted yet, and the galaxy is shining and dense. Yu Yao reached out to her childishly and sighed casually: "It's a pity that it's too far."

Rong Ye held her waist, raised her slightly, stroked her warm hands with her jaw, and turned her gaze directly in front: "Yaoyao, look."

After he finished speaking, Yu Yao didn't even have time to ask more questions. The several ships hiding in the night ahead lit fireworks at the same time. In the roaring sound, she stared at the huge fireworks scattered all over the sky.

It was vast and splendid, like the starry sea that was just out of reach, suddenly landing, and rushed to her warmly, spreading a borderless light curtain in her pupils.

Rongye hugged her to her legs, stared at her and said, "You like it, try to get it no matter how far you go."

Yu Yao couldn't speak, and her throat was choked with sweetness and tangled. When the fireworks came to an end, the excited screams of guests on the shore were slightly calmer. She turned to look at Rong Ye, with mist flowing in her eyes, and said softly: "It looks good..."

Rong Ye wiped the ends of her eyes: "Yaoyao said it looks good, then let's take a look again."

Yu Yao was stunned. Before he could react to his meaning, his ears exploded again. The sky, which had just been dark for more than ten seconds, was illuminated by even greater fireworks again.

The light spots went out in mid-air and fell to the sea. New colors surged into the sky, reflecting Yu Yao's vision.

Amid the distant cheers and roars, Rongye hugged her tighter and begged in a low voice: "This lady, happy wedding, I can ask you..."

"Give your lover a kiss?"

Yu Yao couldn't wait for him to finish speaking, closed her eyes and bit her slightly raised lips hard in the glory of Xi Tianmudi.

-

Yu Yao thought such a wedding was perfect enough, but when she was led off the boat by Rong Ye and entered the wedding room that was about to spend the night tonight, she looked at the classical decoration in the hall with extremely contrasting styles, and suddenly remembered that she had no chance to wear her golden silk embroidered red wedding dress.

The little assistant smiled and took her in the opposite direction to Rongye, and whispered: "Sister Yaoyao, evening is the real ceremony, no one disturbed me."

Yu Yao looked back at Rong Ye, and Rong Ye smiled slightly, raised his hand under the glass lamp, and made a gesture that an ancient man could only show to his wife.

Her heart thundered and realized what was next.

The red wedding dress, and the phoenix crown and robe she hadn't seen, were placed in the ancient locker room. The workmanship was much more refined than the big investment movie props she had used, and several assistants quickly put on makeup and changed her clothes.

When the red veil was covered and there was a swaying soft red left in front of her eyes, Yu Yao finally couldn't help but get a layer of her eyelashes wet.

It's not just lively.

It's not just in the attention of so many people.

There is also a night that only belongs to him and her.

Yu Yao grabbed the red silk and was led into the room. She sat beside the soft bed, looking down at the satin-embroidered wedding shoes and the dark wood-carved bed. After the tears passed, she kept laughing.

There should be candles in the room, and the flames are shining. She becomes the little bride nervously waiting for her husband to enter.

Yu Yao just lifted the veil in a corner and wanted to see what it looked like in the room. The pair of wooden doors were pushed open and a robe broke in.

She held her breath and immediately took her hand back, her mouth bent, and her heartbeat couldn't help but accelerate. As he locked the door, his footsteps got closer and closer, then his cold white hand reached over with his big red wide sleeves, grabbed the edge of her veil with his fingertips and lifted it upwards.

Yu Yao has taken photos and watched such a scene many times, but she didn't expect that when she really experienced it, her heart was so shocked that her chest hurt.

She raised her eyes and saw Rongye standing in front of the bed in the slightly shaking candlelight.

He was still as short and sharp as he was, but he wore the same thick red as hers, with wide robe and big sleeves, and tightly tied around his waist to outline narrow and smooth lines. The overlapping collar was not too serious, but was just open, revealing his slender neck and collarbone. Under the soft and thick tulle robe, it made him look wide shoulders and long legs.

Yu Yao had never seen him dress like this before and was stunned for a moment.

Rong Ye's fingers were used to describe her eyebrows and eyes, and took a step back, bowed to her solemnly, with a deep and magnetic voice.

"On the wedding night, I will not worship the heaven and earth, nor my parents, but I will only worship you."

There is no heaven and earth to treat him well.

No parents allowed him to grow up.

In his life, he only has her and only has her.

Yu Yao's overflowing emotions suddenly collapsed at this moment, tears poured out, and dripped along her chin onto the hem of the wedding dress.

She stood up, stuffed the other end of the red silk in her hand to Rong Ye, and formally bowed to him, raised her eyes and smiled with tears in her eyes: "Then we both just want to bow to each other."

Rong Ye picked up two delicate small gourds from the bed that had already been filled with wine: "Yaoyao, this is a wine of wine. After drinking it together, you will be old until you grow old."

Yu Yao took it over and drank it all. The wine tasted not strong, but it still made her dizzy. Rong Ye kissed her with alcoholic lips urgently, hooked her tongue to the tip of her tongue for a few seconds, and reluctantly retreated.

The first time she saw Rong Ye laughing so happily, the haze was far away from him, and he was filled with joy.

Rong Ye held her hand and tightly closed the small gourds that were divided into two halves. Then he wrapped them tightly with red lines, tied the knot that could not be disassembled, then stared at Yu Yao and pointed at himself: "Wife, it's time for a wedding banquet, but I won't be able to untie such clothes."

He looked innocent and kind: "You have seen a lot, help me."

Yu Yao was bewitched by the beauty of the classical fairy tonight. With the slightest smell of alcohol, she simply pushed Rong Ye down on the bed, and she also threw off her wedding shoes and sat beside him.

She pressed his shoulder with one hand and pulled his clothes with the other, squinted her eyes and said with a lewd heart: "Don't move, let me do it."

Yu Yao was not polite at all on her hands, and she pulled the strap of Rong Ye's robe in just a few seconds, and the large piece of crimson red completely dissipated.

She was suddenly stunned, and her cheeks quickly crawled blood.

Damn, the big fairy doesn’t have any inner clothes!

Then why should she have three layers inside and three layers outside?

Yu Yao's blood surged, took a few deep breaths, and then went to touch her neckline. As soon as she struggled to unscrew a buckle, she turned around and was wrapped around her arms and pressed onto the pillow. In a blink of an eye, she was inverted.

The man's hands that he claimed two minutes ago could not untie, easily unbuttoned them, and easily unbuttoned the complicated buttons on her wedding dress, and solved them layer by layer in order, until only a small red silk bellyband was left.

Yu Yao gritted her teeth slightly and grabbed the pillow.

He was tricked again!

She still felt fresh and cute when wearing the bellyband, but now she was lying on her side facing the bed, Rong Ye hugged behind her, and the steaming enthusiasm kept jumping upwards.

She breathed dryly.

Rong Ye hugged her with one hand and in front of her with the other, grabbing a thin silk coat she had not had time to take away.

But the knot in the bellyband was tied behind her neck.

Yu Yao couldn't bear it and wanted to just untie it for him.

Rong Yeteng didn't take any action, so he lowered his head and bit one end of the knot, pulling it open slowly.

The moment he loosened, Yu Yao's ears roared. He heard his naturally cold voice filled with hoarseness. He whispered to her: "Don't move, it's your husband's responsibility to take off Yaoyao's clothes."
Chapter completed!