C39 (1/2)

”Miss Yin Yao, would you be willing to marry Mister Jiang Chen and live with him as per the teachings of the Bible, become one with him before God, love him, comfort him, respect him, and protect him as you love yourself? Whether he is sick or healthy, rich or poor, remain loyal to him until he leaves the world? ”

Yin Yao felt that the moment the priest looked at her, her heart was beating nonstop. She felt as if her breathing was going to become a problem.

Jiang Chen looked at her quietly.

”Jiang Chen, don't you regret not seeing your parents here?” She moved closer and asked in a soft voice that both of them could hear.

”It doesn't matter. They will understand me. I will choose my own happiness. Yin Yao, you can only be mine. Everyone is looking at you!”

Since he dared to do so, it meant that he had already thought of the possibility.

Yin Yao gave a faint smile. He had already said that. What could she do if she was alone?

”I'm willing!”

As she spoke, the crowd broke out into a round of applause. Those who came were Jiang Chen's trusted friends or relatives, so naturally, they gave him a lot of face.

The night came so quickly that Yin Yao felt as if her toes were screaming and aching from a day of exhaustion.

Taking off her high heels, she laid quietly on the sofa with Jiang Chen beside her. Yin Yao sighed in her heart. This marriage really wasn't easy. Their wedding could be said to be extremely simple.

But it still took half her life.

”I'm going to take a bath.” He said hello and went upstairs.

Yin Yao's face turned red as she hurriedly turned her head to the side. ”Yes.” It made a sound like a mosquito.

Husband and wife, bathing …

Yin Yao wanted to regret. She wasn't ready yet, what should she do?

They rushed in as if life and death were on the line, and the result was that their new room was very quiet.

There was no one in the bathroom.

Yin Yao frowned.

”Are you looking for me?” Jiang Chen, who had just taken a bath, smelled like shower gel.

Yin Yao's face had been flushed the entire time. As a girl, she was naturally incomparably nervous.

Subconsciously pulling at his clothes, his breathing quickened.

Jiang Chen walked over and gently held her hand, a warm expression on his face.

”Yin Yao, from today onwards, you are my man!” He was announcing.

”Jiang Chen …”

”Retreat!” His tone was unquestionable.

Yin Yao felt helpless.

”Chen …” She used to like to call him that, but later on she found that she preferred to call him by his last name.

”Un, I like how you call me!” Intimately called a lover. The love between lovers made people feel warm.

Lightly approaching, slowly kissing, just like the spring breeze and drizzling rain, Yin Yao was still unable to pretend to be nervous.

”No.” Shocked, she took a step back.