Yan Su's hands trembled slightly.
She had always kept her eyes open, watching his jet-black eyelashes flutter. All of a sudden, she felt that everything was worth it.
With his love, everything was worth it.
Previously, with he behaved at the wedding ceremony, it was impossible for her not to mind at all. Although she knew that he was acting out of anger, that was still a wedding that a woman would only have once in her lifetime.
However, it was no longer important at this moment.
She just wanted to hold him until the end of time.
However, she barely lost her resistance for a short while, and Mo Liuxi became even more aggressive.
The Chinese-style dress that he had hired a famous embroidery master in Jiangnan to meticulously make was torn apart forcefully by him just like that.
She cried out in surprise and was completely speechless. She liked this dress very much and had planned to keep it well. Who would have thought that...
