Ye Weilan held a box and pushed open the door of the room.

Qi Ye stood beside the bed wearing clothes. He was holding a black shirt in his hand and was about to put on his sleeves. His exposed upper body skin was scattered with a faint jade light. He was delicate and thin, but he did not give people a feeling of weakness. He looked so beautiful that he made people drool.

Miss Ye walked around her beauty with big eyes and then rushed over: "Qi Ye."

Qi Ye looked at the expression of his little wife and knew that the girl had something to say. She hugged her and lay on the bed: "What's wrong?"

"I bought you a piece of clothing."

There was surprise in Qi Ye's eyes.

Ye Weilan took out the box and slowly took out a shirt from it. It was pure white, whiter than snowflakes.

The corner of Qi Dashao's lips pulled.

"Husband..." Ye Weilan lay on him and acted coquettishly: "Take wedding photos today..."

Qi Ye said "um" and pinched his tender cheeks: "Are you sure I look good in this color?"

"You are so beautiful, you must be beautiful!" She nodded vigorously.

Qi Ye laughed. He always loved Ye Weilan, but he just changed his clothes. She bought it for him specifically, so it was not awkward: "Please help me wear it."

Miss Ye smiled and bent her eyebrows and eyes, and carefully buttoned her sleeves and tidied up the collar. After doing this, she took a few steps back and looked at her carefully.

In the dim morning light, the man's brightest white body gave people a feeling of almost holy and flawlessness. His dark hair, rose lips, was charming and pure, and the sunlight covered him with a halo, like the legendary fallen angel.

Ye Weilan thought of the camellia blooming in the suburbs, with red charm and white purity. Like Qi Ye's people, two completely different temperaments formed a strange beauty that is difficult to describe.

"Not good-looking?" Qi Ye frowned when she looked at her stunned expression.

"No," Ye Weilan came back to her senses, touched his face, his eyes a little sore: "If you had appeared in front of me like this at the beginning, I would definitely be able to recognize it at a glance."

Ye Bing, who is pure like an angel, always has a trace of the original shadow between his eyebrows and eyes.

She held his hand and smiled like a flower: "You will definitely be the most beautiful groom in the world."

If you change the word beautiful, he will be happier.

Of course, Qi Ye didn't say this.

The young couple went out hand in hand and met twins who had just walked out of the room in the corridor.

Dingding looked up: "Boss, morning--"

"Good morning." Miss Ye smiled.

"Young Master, the Ye family's wedding invitation-"

"Good morning, Uncle Lin."

Walking out of the main house, the people I met along the way ended in half and even Lingyi, who had always had a face paralysis, opened his mouth wide for the first time.

Only after Qi Ye and Ye Weilan got in the car and left, were there one after another.

"White?"

"It's white..."

"It's actually white?"

"Oh my God, it's really white!!"

...

Ye Weilan sat in the passenger seat, thinking of the expressions of the people in the castle, and she couldn't even straighten her waist when she smiled.

Qi Ye has been wearing black for countless years and is very powerful, and looks a little mature. He suddenly turns white and becomes several years younger in an instant, like a college student who has not yet gone out, the prince charming among the princes.
Chapter completed!