You owe me a favor

The day before the wedding, all the guests had arrived at South Yan Island.

Jiang Shuxia stood on the balcony of the room on the third floor as she looked calmly towards the surface of the sea.

At night, the sea waves were gentle and gentle. The sea breeze gently blew on the surface of the sea, stirring up layer after layer of spray.

There were many yachts at the seaside, all of which were meant to escort guests to the island.

Her chin rested on her arm, and her red lips curled slightly.

Lingxuyao took his jacket and put it on her shoulders, his big and tall body pulled her into his embrace, his thin lips lightly brushing her cheeks, "What are you thinking about?"

Jiang Shuxia turned her head, her small hand lightly touching the man's forehead, "I'm thinking, about tomorrow's wedding."

"En!" The man replied softly. The smile in his eyes was deep, and his strong arms tightly wrapped around her.