"Go back and take a look, and you'll know. I guarantee you'll love it!"
She spoke with great confidence.
However, looking at the smile on her face, Meng Xi'er felt like she was holding a hot potato.
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The wedding dinner went on until very late.
By the time they had seen off the guests, Meng Xi'er and Lu Yebai returned to the decorated bridal chamber. Meng Xi'er's hair had been sprayed with a lot of hairspray for styling, so she went to the bathroom to take a shower.
After she had taken her shower and came out, she saw Lu Yebai sitting cross-legged on the bed, looking down, fiddling with something.
Meng Xi'er didn't pay much attention, drying her wet hair with a towel. It had been a long day and she was really tired, but her heart was filled with joy—a solid, satisfying feeling.
"What is this..."
