Xiao Qiao walked in slowly, like a spirit under the aurora, looking exceptionally well-matched with Wesley.
He was truly satisfied, fulfilling all her expectations of marriage and romance, satisfying all her desires. To say she wasn't moved would be a lie. Such satisfaction left her at a loss, but it also made everything feel so wonderful, as if life was a dream.
She had always thought she wasn't so lucky, but now her perspective changed. Who could have a better fate than hers?
To receive such deep, ocean-like love.
"Did you bring the military uniform?"
"I did," Wesley said. "I also brought yours."
He had guessed that Xiao Qiao had an extraordinary fondness for military uniforms and preferred him in one. Wesley thought, he wanted to fulfill all her wishes, arranging all the details before the wedding to be perfect.
Xiao Qiao snapped her fingers, "That's amazing."
