0639 Who would dare to want someone with a big belly_1

She buried her small face in his embrace, inhaling the familiar and safe scent, feeling his strong heartbeat, and she felt so warm she wanted to cry.

She actually really liked being in his arms.

Strong, warm, and stable.

Especially the faint scent of cologne, along with the strong masculine smell.

Even if there were too many irritations and insecurities in her heart, they dissipated in an instant.

His warm fingertips gently stroked the back of her head.

After a while, he gently let go of her, holding a flower petal in his hand, and looked down at her.

"We didn't do anything, just helped you remove a petal..."

His palm gently caressed her cheek before he turned and walked away.

By then, her emotions had stabilized.

Approaching the window once more, she saw the wedding was already halfway through.

Only then did she follow and walk out...