Jiang Ruolan raised her head and looked at Xian Zihao in surprise, only to see him looking at her with a soft smile. She sighed almost inaudibly, then leaned back into his arms with a straight face on her face, "Hey, who told you that I married you so easily? In this world, there is no man who marries a woman as easily as you. You think a marriage certificate is enough to tie me up?"
Xian Zihao could not help but laugh. "What? The last time I was late at the wedding, some bride ran away because of all the misunderstandings that happened, and now you want me to make it up to you? I thought you didn't even want to get married?"
Jiang Ruolan just smiled and didn't say anything else. Sometimes, women should not speak constantly, and there were also many things that had nothing to do with principles. She would let her husband decide what to do.
