Su Wan still had a lot of things to do.
She dragged Gu Jue to try on the wedding suits, and since his hand was inconvenient, Su Wan personally helped him with everything.
"This set is for wearing during the ceremony, this set is for the toast, and this one is for..."
Gu Jue stood there, a towering and majestic Commander, obediently letting Su Wan do up his buttons and ties.
Su Wan felt that he kind of gave off the vibe of an Ajue.
Thinking back to Gu Jue's last Manic-Depressive Period, and how it happened while she was asleep, Su Wan couldn't help but feel frustrated.
She missed the milky soft Ajue.
Gu Jue didn't say a word, his gaze sweeping over the two suits hanging beside him.
One red and one gold.
The fabric of both was extravagantly thin.
His fine brows slightly furrowed, "When are those two supposed to be worn?"
Following his gaze, Su Wan's face instantly flushed red!
She said, "Those two aren't important! It's okay not to wear them!"
