Jun Wuxian's slender fingers caressed Xun Qingqing's fair cheek. Actually, the presence of a scar or not didn't matter to him, but today, clothed in the bright red bridal gown, she truly looked beautiful.
Before this moment, he had imagined many times what she would look like in her wedding dress, but none matched the beauty of the present.
Xun Qingqing had not shared the bed with Jun Wuxian in such a manner for the first time, and during that encounter, they also indulged in intimate acts, each just hinting at more without going too far.
Yet thinking of what was to come next made her blush.
"You are just trying to cheer me up, aren't you?"
Jun Wuxian chuckled softly, "Of course it's the truth. I scorn the idea of saying anything against my heart."
Xun Qingqing felt very happy internally. The days of waiting hadn't been in vain.
"How much wine did you drink today?"