Routine Tsundere Bamboo Horse Raiders

Chapter 705 Wedding (2)

"Ling Xiyu, you have seriously polluted my thoughts now!"

Ling Xiyu frowned slightly, dissatisfied with her address.

"Hey, call me husband." It's been so long since she got the certificate, and she still can't change her words.

"Call me husband, can you not pollute my thoughts!" Lan Qiduo gave him a blank look, and suddenly didn't want to talk to him.

Pushing him away, he lifted the long wedding dress, trying to walk away.

Ling Xiyu walked over, took the initiative to help her lift up the skirt, stretched out her long arms, and grabbed her back.

He was half a head taller than her, so even now that Lan Qiduo was wearing high heels and she was surrounded by him, she looked extraordinarily petite.

As his warm breath fell on her ear, Lan Qiduo's heartbeat couldn't help but speed up a lot.

She was thinking, can this man stop teasing her like this.

And just at this time, his lazy and pleasant voice fell unhurriedly:
"It's not called defilement, it's called—"

"Certificate to work, understand?"

He was answering what she just said.

Lan Qiduo, "..."

Come on, where is her knife?
Why can he drive openly, but in turn ask her shamelessly, "Understood?"

Lan Qiduo was irritable and glared at him: "Can you shut up!"

He looked like a dog, but the words he said were... very coquettish.

Although she is wearing a western-style wedding dress today, the corners of her eyes are dotted with retro coquettish flowers, and the upper eyeliner looks very charming.

Obviously she was glaring at him angrily, but there was a coquettish look in those watery eyes, but it looked more like she was directly seducing his soul.

Ling Xiyu tried her best to suppress the flame that was sparked by her in her heart.

Regretted again in his heart, he shouldn't have any dinner party.

If you want to do it, you should do it at a staggered time with the wedding.

The beauty is still in his arms, and he is still his legal wife. When he thinks of this, he can't bear it.

I have to endure it.

"Take me here for a stroll." Ling Xiyu didn't want to go to the dinner venue so early.

All of a sudden... wanting to see where she's lived for over two years.

He should have already planned to visit the campus with her on this day, so he prepared another lighter wedding dress for her.

After changing the wedding dress, Lan Qiduo took him around the campus, and introduced him while holding his hand.

"The church we were in just now is the Ginkgo Campus. It is not usually used for worship, but is usually used as a school attraction for tourists to watch..."

"You should be glad that you married me so that you can be specially approved by the school to hold a wedding there..."

When Lan Qiduo said this, she smiled with crooked eyebrows and a little pride in her tone.

In the past, she was the one who stalked the dog man, but finally, when it was time for the wedding, it was the dog man who sneered at her.

"Well, thanks to you for being an excellent and well-known alumnus." Ling Xiyu looked at her charming smile, her eyes were full of tenderness and doting, "I'm very glad that I can marry you."

I am very fortunate to be able to marry someone who he wants to continue to love for the rest of his life in the future.

"That's the Wutong Road in the school. The leaves of the sycamore trees are falling. It's very beautiful. Many couples come here especially for the name, so it's also a famous lover's road."

Lan Qiduo is considered a relatively qualified tour guide, and he introduced something while talking, and he can also say something else.

Valentine's Road?Ling Xiyu raised her eyebrows.

Without further ado, he took her hand and walked down that road.

There are tall sycamore trees on both sides of the path, and the fallen leaves covered their feet, just like the literary background in old movies.

Very romantic, very sentimental.

Lan Qiduo's little hand was held by him, his palm was very warm, and his profile was perfect and beautiful.

Just like she used to, every time she passed this road, she would think of his appearance.

The breeze lifted her light veil, and the air filled with sycamore leaves was sweet.

It is the breath of love.

It's his breath.

(End of this chapter)