180 Wedding Dress

The two of them and the tiger were eating seriously in the kitchen, and Yue Jiaojiao couldn’t help but smile.

She was in an extremely good mood.

Her life now was relaxed and comfortable, with the extremely considerate Zhao Zhan and the baby Chengfeng by her side. If it were the modern era, who would have thought that she would one day have a tiger as a pet?

“Zhao Zhan, let’s not make our wedding a big one, shall we?” Yue Jiaojiao’s face was serious. “A marriage is a matter between the two of us. We don’t need to show off to outsiders.”

As she spoke, she wiped her hands with a warm handkerchief and walked over to lean against Zhao Zhan. “It can just be the two of us, okay?”

Zhao Zhan’s hand slipped and he almost dropped the bowl he had just washed.

She was being so serious that Zhao Zhan could not help but nod.

Seeing that he had agreed, Yue Jiaojiao’s smile grew even wider. “It’s so good to have you around.”

To Zhao Zhan, this was more than any praise he has ever gotten. He looked at his precious lover and couldn’t help but laugh.

At night, while Yue Jiaojiao was washing up, Zhao Zhan hurriedly ran to the box in the study and took out the things he had bought in town. Then, he began to set up the place in a hurry.

Although Chengfeng didn’t understand, he still happily followed behind Zhao Zhan.

The oil lamp in the bedroom went out.

After washing up, Yue Jiaojiao came out of the cubicle in her inner clothes. She couldn’t help but say in a delicate voice, “Zhao Zhan, the bedroom is so dark.”

As soon as she finished speaking, he wrapped the outer robe on her body.

“Zhao Zhan?”

Zhao Zhan was so nervous that his palms were sweating. When he heard her, he tried his best not to let his voice tremble. “It’ll be done in a minute.”

Yue Jiaojiao’s sharp senses sensed something and she obediently stopped moving.

She felt the clumsy man hurriedly put on the dress for her, and then carefully helped her put on the shirt.

He sneaked behind Yue Jiaojiao, and even his breathing became lighter. He dried his hands and gently helped her to straighten her hair.

After doing all this, Zhao Zhan held Yue Jiaojiao’s hand and walked to the bedside.

Two wedding candles were lit.

Yue Jiaojiao raised her eyes and looked over. All she could see was dazzling red. Zhao Zhan was wearing his wedding clothes and standing nervously in front of her.

The moment the candlelight lit up, Zhao Zhan’s eyes could only hold the candle next to Jiaojiao’s face.

The red wedding dress reflected her rosy cheeks. When she looked up, her eyelashes cast a shadow on her cheeks. Her lips were moist and red.

Zhao Zhan’s heart was in turmoil.

This red wedding dress was what he had personally put on for her.

The moment their eyes met, even the candlelight could not help but flicker excitedly.

Zhao Zhan subconsciously moved closer to Yue Jiaojiao. He only realized that his voice was hoarse when he spoke, “Jiaojiao.”

The rest of his words were stuck in his throat, and Zhao Zhan’s eyes were on the brink of tears.

“Silly man.” Yue Jiaojiao raised her hand to caress his face. Her voice was filled with sincerity and her eyes were moist. “So you’ve secretly prepared this long ago.”

As she spoke, her hands moved down and wrapped around his waist. “Zhao Zhan, my feet are very cold standing here.”

Zhao Zhan picked her up in his arms.

Yue Jiaojiao, who had been placed on the bed, froze for a moment and moved to the side. She lifted the blanket and saw the bed full of peanuts.

“I asked Li Miao, she said that all the wedding preparations have to be done perfectly…”

He was too embarrassed to tell her the rest of the meaning, and Yue Jiaojiao couldn’t help but laugh and shake her head. “But we’re going to sleep now, so shouldn’t we move them away first?”

Zhao Zhan immediately bent down to clean up the various things on the bed.

Suddenly, there was the sound of thunder outside the window, causing Yue Jiaojiao’s body to jolt.