Aria's face was slightly pale, and she nibbled at her lip.
I'd like to know what he means to bring her here now.
Isn't he the groom?
Grayson walked some distance, turned around, saw that Aria had not followed, and had to turn back.
Aria was fascinated by things and did not even notice the tall and straight figure in front of him.
"Bang..." Directly hit up.
The powerful force made Aria step back a few steps, and the figure in front quickly held out his hand and grabbed her.
"Thank you..." Aria looked up and dazed. How could it be Grayson? Didn't he move forward?
"Do you usually walk without looking at the front?" Grayson came up, his face cold, his thin and beautiful lips moved a few times, and those with good voices would be drunk to death.
"I..." No.
Before he had finished speaking, Grayson picked Aria up. He walked forward without expression.
"What are you doing?"