"Creak..."
The originally tightly closed bridal chamber was pushed open, and Shen Qi walked in slowly. With a light wave of her hand, the servants accompanying Qiao Fufeng quietly left from both sides.
In the dim light, Shen Qi gently lifted the crimson veil. Qiao Fufeng's face, meticulously groomed and now even more radiant, appeared before her.
"Fufeng."
Shen Qi looked at Qiao Fufeng, who dared not to raise his head, with gentle eyes. She reached out and gently lifted his chin. "Today's Fufeng looks even more beautiful than usual."
"Mistress."
Qiao Fufeng's voice was soft and pitiful, barely audible. He blinked, his curled eyelashes trembling slightly. The hand that kept fiddling with the handkerchief exposed his nervous heart.
Watching this, Shen Qi couldn't help but extend her mischievous hands, pinching his cheeks and bending down to kiss his lips, which were coated with lipstick.
Teasing him~