"Yu'er, marry me and be my wife." The clear male voice echoed in his head and seemed to murmur in his ears.
Flower Wuyi's heart was as sweet as honey, and her whole body was immersed in a kind of thick happiness.
The sky was filled with red clouds, and the golden wheel hung in the west. The entire heaven and earth were drenched in this festive and colorful red.
Red thick, red flowers, red lanterns, red carpet, red candles, red wedding robes.