But, with that handsome face of British force, when he turned against the light and appeared in front of her, for a time, she was like a young and immature girl, with a spring heart and a deer bumping around!

How handsome!

In particular, his hairstyle has been meticulously trimmed. In the past, his bangs were naturally covered with pretty eyebrows, not messy, but very competitive.

Now, he has fixed his forehead and hair to show his strong face and deep and charming eyes without any extra cover, which is even more fascinating and unavoidable.

His eyes, like a kind of magic, fell on her, but it made her heart beat like thunder, nervous, and even forgot how to breathe.

Muyazhe also looked at her, with a gentle smile on his lips. It seemed that only because of him, when he smiled, could his tenderness reach the bottom of his eyes.

The music suddenly went around.

In the holy music, huatongmen hold a bouquet and sing a sacred and romantic poem in unison.

Love is a star in the morning mist.

Without you,

- Heaven becomes hell.

-- lovely Zhan Li, delicate trembling,

-- this Shy and tender embrace Wutong

-- on your beautiful cherry lips,

-- I used to kiss instead of language,

-- my kiss is like a flame coming out of my heart!

-- yesterday's kiss of my happiness,

, today it has come to nothing,

- I have been sincere love,

- I am with you under the Indus tree.

A flower boy came forward and handed the white rose bouquet to Mu Yazhe.

After receiving the bouquet, muyazhe came to her slowly. With each step, her heart beat accelerated.

Stand there, O man before him, and wait for him to meet, and take up her hand.

Looking at her, muyazhe came against the light, looking at her like a torch, unswervingly.

Yun Shishi's hands folded in front of her body, nervously watching him approach, skirt and ground, holy and solemn, even if the wind slightly disturbed her sideburns, it could not break her beauty at all.

To say, temperament is really a strange thing.

Some people are born noble, but they don't have elegant temperament.

But she was not born into a noble family or a rich and famous lady. However, when she appeared at the gate of the castle, her elegant and noble temperament could not be concealed.

When he came to her, his right hand was behind her, and his left hand was holding a bouquet of flowers. When he approached her, he stopped and stared at her.

The ceremony and music were melodious. On the scene, everyone held their breath, or looked at the moment with admiration or expectation.

His gaze lowered his head, but it made her even more nervous. For a while, her brain was blank and at a loss. He didn't know where to put it properly.

For the first time in her life, she imagined so many times that she could show it in such a real and dreamlike way.

When the man in her heart, holding the rose in hand, stood in front of her eyes, she was shocked. It turned out that the dream wedding was not a dream!

Yun Shishi looks at him with a red face, with a little shyness, as if she is dyed with peach blossom. Even the first-class rouge is not as good as at the moment, she is so charming.

She pursed her lips, took the white rose from his hand, and there was applause of blessing around her.

"Are you ready?" he asked softly? My princess. "