I couldn't hear any displeasure from Wen Yuhua's tone, but Yan Ruo could feel that he was a little unhappy.

Thinking of learning about Wen Yuhua's previous life from Chu Xinyan, Yan Ruo could probably guess that although Wen Yuhua was usually not obvious, he actually hated that others mistook him for Wen Shunian.

After being reborn, he deliberately guided others to mistake him for Wen Shunian, just because he couldn't swallow that breath, in fact, how could anyone like to be mistaken for someone?

Yan Ruo was covered by a big red hijab and didn't say anything, but gently tugged at the silk that the two of them were holding.

Wen Yuhua felt the pull of the satin, and subconsciously looked in the direction where Yan Ruo was.

He obviously couldn't see the look on Yan Ruo's face, but he could feel one of the comforts she came.

Wen Yuhua couldn't help but hook the corners of his lips, and the tone in his heart just now was suddenly swept away.

It's okay if they admit their mistakes, as long as Zhaozhao knows who she is marrying.

He also quietly tugged at the other end of the red satin, as if in response to Yan Ruo.

Such a small action is only known to the two of them, which makes Wen Yuhua only feel as if he has been poured honey in his heart.

The process of the wedding went very smoothly, when Yan Ruo was shouted by the bride and sent into the cave room, Wen Yuhua had to accompany the guests to drink at the banquet.

It was always his heart that was not on the feast, but listening to those words of blessing, the joy in his heart became more and more intense.

-

The red candle was lit, and the handsome groom arrived at the new house drunk.

After there was no one else in the room, the drunkenness on his body dissipated, and his peach blossom eyes were full of joy and anticipation.

After drinking the wine, Wen Yuhua put the cup on the table.

Wen Yuhua smiled at the corner of his lips, and looked at Yan Ruo with burning eyes: "Are you tired?" ”

"It's okay, it's just that the headdress is too heavy, and my neck hurts a little." Yan Ruo pointed to his head.

Wen Yuhua suddenly understood, and used his bony fingers to disassemble all the hair accessories on Yan Ruo's head, and his movements were very gentle.

Until the green silk completely dispersed, Wen Yuhua's eyes were full of amazement, "Zhaozhao, you are so beautiful." ”

The beautiful Adam's apple rolled up and down, Wen Yuhua endured the dryness in his heart, and still said to Yan Ruo patiently: "It's not good for the fat powder to stay on your face for too long, I'll clean your face first." ”

Yan Ruo's head was bowed.

Then I looked at such a handsome person patiently doing these trivial things for myself, and I only felt a burst of warmth flowing through my heart.

……

The red candle burned, and the red gauze tent slowly drooped.

Half-asleep and half-awake, Yan Ruo heard someone in his ear repeating his name repeatedly.

"Zhaozhao ......"

The voice is repeatedly lingering, seductive and hoarse.

The temperature of the body is rising, and so is the temperature of the air.

Wherever the fingertips touched, the numbness spread, and the consciousness became hazy little by little.

A nice voice pressed on Yan Ruo's ears, as if with bewitchment, "Zhaozhao, is it okay to call me senior brother?" ”

"Senior Brother......

"Zhaozhao, who am I?"

"Wen ...... Wen ......"

"Who am I?" The man didn't get the answer he wanted, and was slightly dissatisfied, but still asked patiently.

"Wen Yuhua!"

As soon as the words fell, the voice was broken.

-

After getting married, the two were extremely affectionate, and their lives were stable and peaceful.

Wen Shunian looked for the two of them for many years, and it was not until the end of his master's life that he saw Yan Ruo at Bai Yu's funeral.

The immature girl in her memory has disappeared, and Yan Ruo at this moment has some maturity and charm on her body. Time seems to be extraordinarily lenient to her, and it hasn't left too many marks on her, making her still look as beautiful as ever.