Chapter 79

As the night grew late, Su Yuyan took the birthmark-removing prescription given to her by Aunt Lan, and followed her husband back to Tanyueju.

The door of the European castle-style villa, with intricate patterns and the strong and powerful "South" character engraved on the wooden sign, is a place where the top nobles gather.

Nan Jinshen took Su Yuyan's hand and got out of the car together, strode into the villa. Along the way, many servants in the front hall, corridor, and courtyard saw them, and they stopped their movements and bowed to salute: "Hello, young master, good young lady!"

"Haha, it's okay for you guys, everyone has worked hard, hurry up and go back to sleep when you're done with your work!" Su Yuyan responded with a smile without any pretense.

"Okay, thank you young lady!"

The servants also liked this approachable lady very much, and nodded with a smile.

Su Yuyan stretched and waved goodbye to the servants, then took her husband's hand and walked through the long corridor built in the garden.

In the depths of the garden, romantic crimson cherry blossoms bloom on the rows of branches, and there is a gentle cherry blossom rain in the air, and there is a sweet smell around. A gust of night wind blew, and under the warm yellow light, the petals of cherry blossoms fluttering in the sky fell on the hair of the two, which was romantic and unreal.

"Wow, hubby, look, what a beautiful cherry blossom rain?" Su Yuyan pulled the man to a stop and admired the gentle night of the cherry blossoms blooming together.

Nan Jinshen stood side by side with the girl under the corridor, and there was a certain elegance and nobility between his stern brows.

He stretched out his aura fingers to gently catch a falling cherry blossom petal, and his lazy voice was like a cold and moving piano string: "The year my parents got married, a row of cherry trees was planted in this yard! "

"Wow! Husband, your parents... No, my father-in-law and mother-in-law are so romantic!" Su Yuyan heard this man talk about his parents' love story for the first time, and a beautiful picture immediately appeared in his mind. A tall and ruthless man and a thin and gentle girl stood arm-in-arm in this sheltered corridor, watching the cherry blossoms flying all over the sky.

Seeing the smile on the girl's lips, Nan Jinshen suddenly understood how her father felt when he planted those cherry trees. Sure enough, girls like cherry blossoms, right?

It's a pity that since his parents died, he hasn't seen this cherry blossom rain so well? As if immersed in memories, Nan Jinshen's eyes gradually changed from cold to gentle, like a transparent net, thin and sad.

Time flies so fast, one day, two days, half a month, or a century has passed. Before he knew it, his parents had left him for 14 years. From then on, he gradually got used to being alone, being indifferent, and being alone.

Thinking of this, his throat suddenly became a little sore, thinking that he had spent his whole life like this, but God gave him a gift, that is—she. He held his daughter-in-law's hand tightly, and a dazzling tenderness suddenly appeared in his cold, arrogant and deep black eyes.

The pink and romantic cherry blossoms drizzle, accompanied by the night wind, and the man's slender and tall figure is full of deepness and dignity in the hazy night.

Nan Jinshen stood indifferently under the corridor, with a long body and a jade stand, looking at this hazy flourishing world under the warm light, with perfect facial features, elegant and handsome like a god, cold eyebrows and eyes, and an innate noble air, invisible. spread out.

"Ma'am, shall we leave a souvenir?" He looked up at the sky, and pieces of crimson cherry blossoms danced in the air in a beautiful posture.

The petals flying all over the sky bloom to the extreme, covering the entire garden, spinning, spinning, spinning non-stop, like a romantic fantasy, so beautiful that people are dazzled.

Su Yuyan raised her eyes and looked at the man's elegant and noble face, slowly melting into the falling cherry blossom rain. She smiled brightly, and the two shallow dimples on the corners of her lips revealed a light smile of joy: "Okay, but husband, how can I keep a memory?"

"so--"

The man touched the girl's milk-like cherry pink face with his fingers, and his eyes were gentle, as if he could touch the happiness on her face. Su Yuyan stared straight at the man with bold and clear eyes, could it be...

Nan Jinshen was wearing a precious handmade suit, which was hot without a trace of folds. His eyes were as cold as ink, holding the girl's figure deeply, his thin lips evoked a sinister smile, and he suddenly stretched out his long arms to embrace him. The girl's slender waist, leaned down and slowly approached the girl's cheek, Cen's thin lips lightly touched her lips.

Omg, he was talking about a kiss?

Su Yuyan watched his movements nervously and held her breath. The surrounding space seemed to light up suddenly, some objects beside it were blurred, and the handsome face of the man was reflected in the girl's eyes.

In the gentle night, the flocculent white clouds passed by, the crooked crescent moon exposed the clouds, the silver brilliance sprinkled on the world, and large swathes of pink cherry buds bloomed.

There was a faint smile in Nan Jin's deep-tan-like eyes, his gentle breathing gradually approached the girl's face, and he kissed her lips cautiously like a butterfly.

After a long, long kiss, he let go of her.

"Are you ready tonight?" Nan Jin asked softly, hugging the girl deeply.

Su Yuyan's heart was pounding, and her cheeks felt hot. She lowered her head and buried her face in his arms, burying it deeply, she mustered up her courage and said, "Husband, I'm ready!"

It's their wedding night, and what's supposed to come will come after all.

With a smile on his lips, he bent down and hugged Su Yuyan. At this moment, the emotion that had been frozen deep in his heart suddenly recovered.

He took the girl in his arms and strode into the villa, ignoring everyone's gaze, and strode up to the second floor. Pushing the door and entering, the bedroom was a festive red, the sheets and quilts, the vase, the dresser, and even the plush blanket on the ground were changed to red, and there were a few big happy words on the head of the bed.

In a trance, Su Yuyan was stunned, do you want to make it so grand and gorgeous, really like the ancient bridal chamber?

"My God, husband, isn't this arrangement too red?" Su Yuyan sighed from the bottom of her heart while hooking her husband's thin waist.

Nan Jin's face was solemn and noble, she lowered her head and stared at the girl, her eyes were deep and solemn, her thin lips were raised, and she said helplessly: "It must have been made by the old man."

Except for Grandpa's old antique, no one in the entire Nan family dared to decorate his bedroom in such a rich and gorgeous red.

"Haha, it turned out that Grandpa sent someone to arrange it, it's so beautiful!" Su Yuyan looked at the red bed and furniture under the retro crystal chandelier, and the corners of her lips evoked a deep smile.

In an instant, the snow lotus on the iceberg standing in the northernmost cold place in the world bloomed, exuding a breathtaking beauty.

Nan Jinshen saw that the little girl was happy, and her mood suddenly improved. He stepped on the red carpet sprinkled with petals, walked to the bed, and put her on the bed gently.