Outside the door, the bride's sedan chair was carried to the door. In order to avoid bumps, someone had skillfully arranged it and laid out soft cushions.

Mu Mu quietly lifted her hijab. When she saw the surprisingly large sedan, the blush immediately spread to her ears, almost the same color as the bright red bride's wedding robe.

What a familiar scene.

She seemed to have seen this kind of sedan once.

It was that time when she and brother Qin Shi were inside... Oh my God, how bold she was. Looking back now, she was about to be burned to ashes by the flames of shyness.[

It was just a marriage. Did Qin Shi specifically ask someone to move the sedan?

Taking a closer look, it seems that it doesn't quite look like it. This one should be a replica, brand new, and it still has the unique fragrance of wood inside and out.

"Qin Shi...brother Qin Shi...you are the groom, shouldn't you be riding a horse and walking in front?"

The thought of two people sitting in this kind of sedan again made her feel confused. Even her limbs were soft and she couldn't exert any strength.

Mu Mu leaned weakly on his chest. This time it was not because of physical discomfort, but purely because she was tortured by fantasy.

That memory is clearly imprinted in my mind.

I don't want to think about it, but I can't help but push it out.

After she sat firmly, Mu Mu almost screamed when she noticed Qin Shi's approach.

The red hijab was lifted very quickly, and his lips were passionate but also gentle, firmly demanding the sweetness from her mouth.

Mu Mu's eyes widened in surprise, and she wanted to struggle, but her body softened into a pool of spring water.

That soul-stirring kiss made her tremble unconsciously.

She was still worried that Qin Shi would catch up with the sedan chair soon, but she felt the arms that were tightly wrapped around her loosen suddenly.
Chapter completed!