Gong Shao proposed again today

Chapter 1487 Please accompany me to the end (2)

She stared her eyes wide open, trying to see the picture in front of her clearly, but felt that her ears were also deaf, and she couldn't hear anything...

After a while, she heard the priest's voice...

"Groom, now you can kiss your bride."

Gong Shirao fell to the ground with a bang, the priest's voice suddenly changed, and the scene suddenly became chaotic...

"Shirao!"

"Shirao..."

Someone called her.

She seemed a little hard of hearing.

I think their voices are far away.

Only, she smelled Zhan Nanjue's breath.He seemed to put an arm around her.

She rested her head in his arms, breathing hard.

She tried to give him a smile, but in the end only tears fell.

She felt his body trembling, she wanted to say thank you to him, and she also wanted to say sorry to him.

She couldn't give him anything, but he just became a married person...

She reached out to touch his cheek, and her fingertips finally touched his cheek.

His outline is really beautiful, she really likes it, likes it, she wants to see it every day when she wakes up, and she wants to see it every day when she falls asleep.

However, she could only close her eyes helplessly...

"Shirao..."

Someone screamed her name, and she thought the sound was far away.

She didn't hear Zhan Nanjue calling her name, he just quietly held her in his arms, and tremblingly kissed her lips.

"Now, the groom has finally kissed his bride." He murmured softly, hugging her tightly, "Shirao, I will do what I promised, how about you?"

"Azhan..."

Someone called him.

He didn't seem to be able to hear, so he picked her up with one hand and said softly to her, "Shirao, I'll take you home."

Qingxue rushed forward to grab Zhan Nanjue, but Beitang pulled her back.

"It's okay, she just fell asleep." Beitang said.

Beitang looked at the two of them calmly, with dark swells hidden in his eyes.

Shirao, his dearest sister, finally met the right person and married the person she most wanted to marry...

But it started like this...

But I don't know what the result is...

Except for the sound of Zhan Nanjue's footsteps, the audience was silent. No one expected that the beautiful bride who looked so good just now turned out to be a 'sleeping beauty' who might faint on the ground anytime, anywhere...

Zhan Nanjue's right hand had just been operated on not too long ago, and it was almost useless, so he just held Gong Shirao with his left hand.

His thin back looks like a gust of wind, wandering alone in the world.

Seeing this scene, Sheng Qianxia's eyes turned red, and Gong Beiyao hugged her.

It's not life and death, what is cruel?
Even if life and death are parted, it is not so cruel.

It's better to love each other deeply than not to love each other.

Zhan Nanjue didn't know why others looked at him with pity.

He didn't feel sorry for himself at all.

Being able to marry her was already the happiest thing he had ever done.

Along the way, he didn't care about other people's eyes at all, and he didn't care what they were talking about.

Those have nothing to do with him, only she in his arms has something to do with him.

Zhan Nanjue returned home with Gong Shirao in his arms, and put her on the big bed he had prepared.

The bed was covered with rose petals in the shape of hearts, and the air was scented with flowers.

It's still the best scent on her body.

It always made him want to linger.

He remembered that she said that she liked the plot of classical novels where they go to court and have a cup of wine.

He also specially arranged candles, wine glasses, wine in the room...

Wine is out of use.

She can't drink either.

He lit a candle.

Red candles were lit, and the candlelight flickered gently.

Originally, I also prepared a second set of dresses, ancient costumes.

But forget it, I will wear it again when I have a chance.

(End of this chapter)