Su Ruowan was embarrassed and anxious. Although there was no one nearby, she still immediately said," Put me down!"
Jing Muchen slowly placed her on the ground and reached out to hold her hand. After they interlocked their fingers, he said," Let's go.""
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This was the first time Su Ruowan had come to this kind of western-style chapel. In the past, she had only seen the scenes in videos and books. Now, it was actually right in front of her eyes and within reach, making her heart feel waves of excitement.
The two of them walked along the aisle in the middle. The seats on both sides were empty. The dim yellow lights in the church were bright and clear. There were gorgeous carved murals above their heads. The atmosphere was solemn and mysterious, but it was so warm that it made her want to cry.
When she finally reached the altar, a priest with white hair and a beard walked out from behind the curtain and smiled kindly at her.
