Zhen Aili was still in place, and gradually became cold. The gauze skirt was too thin and it was still wrapped around her chest. She shivered when she walked to the floor-to-ceiling window.

She looked at the guests who were sitting outside one after another and did not dare to go out. Her shoulders and chest were exposed outside. This kind of outfit was too exposed for her who had always been conservative in clothes. Moreover, she was the only one wearing summer clothes. If she went out like this, she would definitely attract the attention of the audience.

Although she did not regard Jasmin as her companion, she also knew very well that she was isolated.

She didn't care about everyone's thoughts, but she was still a little sad. She must have embarrassed Yan Su. She had known that she wouldn't have come to the wedding with him.

The prosperity that does not belong to you is so excited to join in the fun?

I was still thinking that a person flashed through the light and shadow, his eyebrows and eyes were as bright as Yan Su.

"Why are you in a daze again?" Yan Su lifted the white gauze curtain and walked in, frowned, looking quite whispering, but when he saw Zhen Aikong's empty expression, he was stunned, pretending to be disgusted and removed cleanly, and a trace of worry quickly flashed in his eyes, "What's wrong?"

Zhen Ai stared at him in a daze, with nothing to answer.

Yan Su lowered his eyes and glanced at him, and his eyebrows were frowned deeply: "Who changed this messy set of clothes for you? It's not cold..."

He raised his hand to touch her shoulders habitually, but this time he stopped halfway through his hand. Zhen Ai's shoulders were white and thin, very beautiful. But if he was exposed like this, it would be inappropriate for him to touch.

He was stunned for a moment, a hint of redness flashed across his cheeks, and he withdrew his hand awkwardly.

Zhen Ai didn't understand what he meant, and her heart fell down.

Unexpectedly, he took off his suit jacket the next second. Zhen Ai suddenly woke up and was about to retract, but he could not say anything but put the suit on her.

Zhen Ai felt that this was even more eye-catching and had to break free, but Yan Su tightly held the collar of the suit. No matter how she made it into the clothes, she looked like a fish that had entered the net. It was easily controlled by his hands.

Yan Su didn't know why she had a quarrel, but she was still confused, but she was anxious to twist her around in his wide suit, and couldn't crawl out like a caterpillar wrapped in a pupa.

He was both angry and funny for a moment, guessing that she was shy, and he tightened his hands more and more, beating her:

"Now, hurry up and take the seats in the back row, or after a while, everyone will sit down and I will take you out like this. Let everyone not look at the bride, but you will see you."

Zhen Ai really stopped moving, staring at him incredibly, unable to figure out how he would have done such an abnormal behavior.

Yan Su raised his eyebrows and seemed to have a successful smile.

Zhen Ai looked out the window, and everyone was still sitting, so she had to bite the bullet and follow Yan Su out behind her. The people around were busy talking, and when they sat down in the last row, no one noticed her.

Zhen Ai's heart gradually relaxed, her calves were a little cold, but her chest was very warm. Yan Su's suit was too big for her, and it was covered with a hollow feeling, but it felt like a child was stealing his clothes from adults, which was novel and fun.

The wind from the sea whirled the balloons and roses on the white fence.

Zhen Ai looked at Yan Su. Apart from the suit jacket, he only wore a shirt. The wind blew around, like a sweeping hall, puffing up his clothes and pressing against his body.

His short hair is cold and hard, and his face is fair. Zhen Ai guessed that he might be cold.

But she didn't return the coat to him because she knew he never could not refuse.

Her heart became warm as usual, inexplicably, indescribable. But once, it was a very shallow pain.

She looked at the strange crowd and felt a sudden thought.

These days, she completely forgot about her situation and no longer stayed in silence and fear as before. Instead, she followed him calmly and expectantly toward a world that should not belong to her.

Before I knew it, when did it start?

Just because he said, "I won't walk so fast when I'm with you in the future." So she wanted to follow his footsteps, even if he was immersed in his own world, just give her a quiet and comfortable side face.

Just because he held her hand once, gave her a veneer, gave her a hug, and put on a piece of clothing for her, she forgot about herself without realizing it.

When I suddenly recalled, the little daughter's faint sadness was really not suitable for her.

Zhen Ai sat in the flowers, took a deep breath of cold air, and said to herself rationally, "It's just that there has never been such a person to treat you well, so you are at a loss."

As if he said this, the unrealistic fantasies in his heart were discarded by reason.

She settled down and looked at the groom and bride who were holding the Bible on the oath stage.

After watching silently for a while, the problem in his heart could not be held back. He whispered to Yan Su beside him: "When your brother is so old, will he get married like him?"

"No." His eyes were shallow, and he looked at the newcomer on the stage, his voice was very low, without hesitation.

Zhen Ai has nothing to say.

She quietly pulled the corner of her lips.

Indeed, it was hard for her to imagine who he would fall in love and get married. A perfect person like him should be perfect in his heart. How hard to find!

He shouldn't be moved by anyone, let alone be with him for life.

Zhen Ai tightened her suit jacket quietly, tilted her head gently, rubbed her hard collar, and a faint scent of a man lingered on her cheeks. She thought, it was time to go back to the past and to leave this unforgettable journey.

She is the son of the devil, and he is the light of hope.

After all, it's not the same person.

But she forgot that Yan Su's understanding has never been extraordinary. The focus of her question is,

Will he be "married" like him

Instead

Will he get married like he is "so"

so,

Yan Su's eyes turned around and thought strangely: I don't believe in Catholicism, so of course I can't marry with the Bible like a believer.

After the ceremony, a wedding dinner was over.

Zhen Ai changed her clothes, walked to the table with the seat card, and saw a water sign with her own name on the round table, placed next to s.a.yan.

She was stunned, and then she remembered that in her house in Manhattan, she was sitting in the kitchen eating sandwiches, and Yan Su and Haili stood in the elevator to talk. It must have been that time that he asked Haili to add her name to the guest seat.

Zhen Ai felt relieved and searched for Yan Su's figure everywhere.

He stood next to the flower stand not far away, with his family. Haili hugged and talked with a man, Jasmin was laughing, only Yan Sumu had a face, looking like a wandering look.

Zhen Ai didn't wait for him and went straight to get the buffet.

Every meal at the wedding was exquisitely cooked. Zhen Ai looked left and right, her eyes first on the colorful cheese. She was about to go and pick it up, but the familiar and forbidden sound fell in her ears:

"The fat content is too high, which is not good for cardiovascular."

Zhen Ai naturally bit her lip. Who else except Yan Su's disappointment ghost?

He finished speaking expressionlessly, looking at her slightly disappointed and reluctant staring at the cake, he found it funny. He was obviously an adult, but sometimes the thoughts he expressed inadvertently were still a simple and ignorant little girl.

I wanted to laugh in my heart, but continued to condemn: "You didn't wait for me!"

"Aren't you busy?" Zhen Ai said lightly, and she felt sour and quickly turned around and picked up the cake.

Yan Su was also stunned. Seeing that she was going to get things absent-mindedly, she didn't know what to think, she grabbed her hand and ordered: "Hey, everyone said that eating too much is not good for the health!"

Zhen Ai gently broke away from his hand, and did not want to act willful or rude. She silently put down the clip and walked forward. Yan Su chased her like a worm, and also reminded: "Select well and eat more."

Zhen Ai ignored it, took a few steps and saw the colorful barbecue fruit skewers. He was about to tell the chef that he wanted two skewers;

Yan Su coughed lightly: "Well, it's good. The fruits and meat on the barbecue are rich in carcinogens."

Zhen Ai was stumbled on her lips, sniffing the fragrance of fruit mixed with barbecue, turning her head listlessly and leaving.

I saw fresh crab meat with sauce again. Just as I was about to take it, Yan Su banned again: "The crab is too cold. Do you want to freeze to death next winter?"

Zhen Ai retracted her hand and angrily said, "I also told me to eat more, a liar!"

"How could I know that you are not at all good at choosing food?" Yan Su exchanged his plate with her, "eat this."

Zhen Ai was stunned. He didn't know when he had already packed a full plate of dishes, beef, lamb chops, vegetables, fruits, salad, sashimi, all kinds of which were neatly arranged and very stylishly.

Zhen Ai held a plate of vegetables and returned to her seat wiltedly.

After sitting down, I realized that the dishes Yan Su picked for her were all replenishing yang energy. Thinking of this, Zhen Ai felt warm.

Suddenly there was another glass of milk in front of me, plus a small plate with two small pieces of brownie and blueberry cheese in it: "Here, dessert after meals."

He deliberately emphasized the word "after meal" and glanced at Zhen Ai's plate again, meaning that he was not allowed to eat cake until he finished his meal. It was like coaxing a child.

Zhen Ai took it obediently, and a hint of joy flashed in her black eyes.

Yan Su saw it and suddenly remembered that she was in Wenbo’s bookstore about a month ago. She said indifferently and regretfully that she grewoutofcandy (when she grew up, she lost her childhood expectations for candy).

Ho, little liar.

He curved his lips almost invisibly and stopped talking.

Jasmin opposite looked at him quietly, feeling very angry. Even she rarely saw Yan Suxiao. In her memory, he was always indifferent and had few other emotions.

Today, Yan Su's expressions in front of Zhen Ai are too rich. The pretended disdain, contempt, dissatisfaction, tolerance, and private smiles... all of them challenge her patience.

He actually put his clothes on her. He was not allowed to touch anything. He actually put the clothes on Zhen Ai's clothes on her.

Jasmin bit her lips and smiled, and suddenly said to Zhen Ai: "Zhen Ai, you didn't say that in the lounge just now..." She obliviated the words behind, leaving countless imaginations, "I will introduce William to you." As she said that, she touched the blonde British gentleman beside her.

Zhen Ai was puzzled: "What do I say to you?"

Before he finished speaking, he was interrupted by Jasmin: "Zhen Ai, William."

William smiled politely and nodded to Zhen Ai. He was indeed a gentle man. Just a smile was full of classical tone.

Zhen Ai didn't want to argue with Jasmin or be rude, so she shut up and nodded to William.

Yan Su sat aside and frowned.
To be continued...