"Although it looks like something I would do."
Yu Longting paused, his gaze fixing on the bright, double-happiness character, "but I've been waiting for you to marry me in a proper ceremony."
All this time, Yu Longting seemed arrogant, but in fact, he always respected me greatly.
He has been carefully guarding my heart, never doing anything abrupt without my consent, so how could he decorate our bridal chamber without my agreement?
I walked over, my fingertips gently brushing over the gold-embossed dragon and phoenix candles, "Is that so? I quite like it, though."
"You... want a traditional Chinese wedding?" Yu Longting's gaze finally shifted from the double-happiness character and turned toward me.
"Of course, I'm very traditional and have long yearned for the charm of ancient customs."
I had already picked up a pair of scissors tied with red string from the table and snipped at the candlewick, "Yu Longting, come here, stand behind me."
