Transmigrated As My Former Uncle’s Sweetheart

Chapter 1674 The sky witnesses their union

"Jill, I have wronged you." The seventh day of the month was full of apologies.

Jill shook his head with a sincere smile on his face, "If you are willing to marry me, I am already very happy."

Such humble words made my heart hurt in the seventh day of the month, so I just thought about it.

She is a princess, her status is honorable, why should she be so wronged?

The corners of his lips were stretched to a straight line, and his eyes were dimmed as he gripped the things in his hands tightly.

After a long time, he sighed softly, stroked her face, and said pityingly: "Jill, or forget it... After you get married, I will give my all to marry you."

She shouldn't be treated so hastily.

He wanted to marry her, he wanted to dedicate everything he had to marry her instead of being as sloppy as he is now.

When Jill heard the words, he pulled the hipa in his hand and covered it on his head, with a dull voice, "Little Qi, I don't want to wait that long, I want to marry you now." Paused. , "If you don't want to marry me now, then forget it after that."

On the seventh day of the seventh lunar month, his fists were clenched, and a hundred people were unwilling to feel so wronged by Jill.

She is the best baby in the world and deserves to be treated grandly.

But the matter has come to this, if he refuses again, Jill must be heartbroken, and even stay away from him ever since.

He can't lose her, he doesn't want to spend the rest of his life without her company.

His eyes darkened, so let him be selfish.

He lit the candle on the table, then took Jill and bowed down towards the night sky.

Finally, the husband and wife worship.

There are no crowds of high-class friends, no gorgeous wedding dresses, only the cold sky, witnessing their union.

After praying to Tiandi, the seventh day of the seventh lunar month helped Jill sit on the bed and took off the hipa from her head.

Under the candle light, her face without cosmetic powder was flushed, red as drunk, and even more gorgeous than rouge.

On the seventh day of the seventh day, I looked a little intently.

Jill noticed it, feeling a little shy in her heart, touched his hand, and reminded softly, "Xiao Qi, haven't you still prepared a drink?"

It was only on the seventh day of the seventh lunar month that he came back to his senses, with a faintly handsome face, shook her hand and said, "Well, I'll bring it."

He quickly brought the wine over, handed her a glass, and took the glass himself.

After the two crossed their arms and drank the wine, they were a little silent.

After a long time, Ji Er leaned into the arms of the seventh day of the seventh lunar month, held his waist, and said with attachment: "Xiao Qi, we are now a husband and wife, so good."

The eyebrows and tails of the seventh day were dyed with drunkenness, and I felt like I was in a dream when I looked at the beautiful girl in my arms.

From then on, Jill is his wife, a companion who will go through a lifetime.

How can he get her nostalgic and marry her?

With drunkenness, he took her face up and kissed her preciously.

The happy candle on the table made a light explosion sound, and the flame flickered, as if sending the most sincere blessings to the couple.

Xizhu burned all night, when the sky was faint, the movement in the house stopped.

On the seventh day of the seventh day, Jill, with soaked hair, was carried into his arms.

Ji Er was tired to sleep, tears hanging from the corners of her eyes made the seventh day of the seventh month feel sorry.

He raised his hand and wiped it lightly, looking at the tired look of the girl in his arms, he couldn't help but blame himself.

He hadn't thought about tossing her before, and after one time, he wanted to let her go, but Jill was so tight that he didn't restrain it all at once, and wanted to be a little harder.

Both are the first time, and the movements are inevitably jerky and clumsy.

He had tried his best to restrain, but still hurt her.

Looking at the young Jill, a sense of guilt was in my heart on the seventh day.

(End of this chapter)