The atmosphere in the room became warm and ambiguous.
After they exchanged rings, Chu You's elation gradually settled down, only then did he belatedly realize how stunning Nian Yuyu's wedding dress was, but also how revealing.
His gaze locked onto her bare shoulders, her delicate collarbone, and the smooth skin of her chest, his darkening eyes betraying his thoughts.
Nian Yuyu became alert in an instant, she teased him with flattery, "You wouldn't think it's too revealing, would you? That's how wedding dresses are these days."
"You're open-minded now, certainly not some old-fashioned, stuffy man."
When they first together, he had been somewhat concerned about her wearing tank tops and shorts, brimming with possessiveness. After Nian Yuyu's patient 'coaching', he no longer overly dictated what she wore.
But deep down, Chu You was still a conservative man with strong possessive instincts.
His lips barely parting, one hand fell to her waist, pulling her closer into his embrace.