There was a lot of space in the cloakroom. Qiao Muyuan tried to lift her wedding dress and took two steps, then turned her head and looked back with a smile.

Her eyes were filled with sparkling light, shining like the bright moon and stars.

As soon as she turned her head, Ji Changmu met her gaze.

In an instant, he subconsciously smiled at her, elegant and gentle.

Qiao Muyuan's figure is everywhere in men and women. She falls in his eyes and treats her like a treasure.

Qiao Muyuan was so beautiful in her wedding dress that Ji Changmu never looked away.

Qiao Muyuan smiled brightly and cutely, with a sweet atmosphere brewing in her dimples: "Good-looking."

"It suits you very well. You look beautiful in your wedding dress."

Qiao Muyuan took two steps forward, suddenly hooked his arms around his neck, and looked at him affectionately: "Many, many years ago, have you ever thought about what your future wife will be like?"

"How many, many years ago was it?" He asked her with a smile, "If it was the year we met again at Columbia, then the answer would be, you were like this."

"Then the person I want to marry is also like you."

Ji Changmu put his arms around her waist and took her into his arms.

In this life, we will support each other and grow old together.

Qiao Muyuan leaned in his arms, and there was still the initial tremor in her heart. This tremor would not change for many years. She thought, this is love, the love between her and Ji Changmu.

The golden light of the afternoon entered the cloakroom, and a layer of golden color fell on the floor, which was warm and leisurely.

Qiao Muyuan tried on a few more dresses and wedding dresses. These clothes were carefully prepared by Ji Changmu. The pearls on each piece of clothing were hand-sewn by craftsmen. The stitches were fine and neat, and they were ingenious.

She likes a bright red dress very much. The bright red makes her skin look as bright as snow: "This is a toast dress, right?"

"Yes, take a look and see if you like this true red. If you feel high-profile, pink and purple are also suitable for you."

"That's it. It's festive."

Qiao Muyuan's hands gently stroked the fabric of her clothes. She couldn't believe that she was really going to get married.

Time flies so fast. The little girl studying with Teacher Ji in the south building of Qiao Zhai is about to get married to her sweetheart.

Under the light of the setting sun, Qiao Muyuan suddenly wanted to hug Ji Changmu.

She stayed close to his arms, hugged his waist, and closed her eyes.

His breath fell on her ear, and she listened to his heartbeat.

A pair of people for life.

…

The wedding date is scheduled to be after the Beginning of Summer in May, and the wedding will be held on an island in Qiongzhou.

The wedding date was set, and Ji Changmu wrote the wedding letter and invitations himself, sincerely inviting his and Qiao Muyuan's relatives and friends to attend.

Butler Tao sent the bright red invitations with hollow dragons and phoenixes to them. As for Mr. Qiao and Mrs. Qiao, he would go there himself.

He thought carefully that he and Qiao Muyuan grew up in different cities and had different customs and habits. For the wedding, he planned to hold it in accordance with the customs of the capital city.

The capital is also an important place for him.

Tao Xing helped him with most of the trivial matters. Tao Xing was a careful and cautious housekeeper. Ji Changmu felt it was an honor to have him stay in Qiongzhou.

That night, Ji Changmu and Qiao Muyuan had dinner at home and were discussing going out for a walk in the evening.

Tao Xing and the servant walked into the living room with a dark blue gift box: "Mr. Ji, wedding dress."

The dark blue gift box is beautifully made, the color is low-key and deep, and there is a bow tied on the box.

Tao Xing placed the gift box on the table.

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Chapter completed!