"Kiss her, kiss her!" The groomsmen began to chant.
Zhuang Furong shyly leaned on the man's shoulder and gently closed her eyes.
Mo Siluo bent down to gaze at the woman's pretty face, momentarily lost in a daze...
"Kiss her already, will you!" The groomsmen ran out of patience, as if they wished they could kiss the bride for the groom.
Mo Siluo frowned slightly, hesitating, and just then, Zhuang Furong took the initiative to tiptoe and kissed his lips, but just as she was about to deepen the kiss, Mo Siluo dodged it.
Zhuang Furong felt somewhat embarrassed, but Mo Siluo suddenly let go of her: "Sorry, I need to go to the restroom."
"Damn, kid, you can't be getting a reaction, can you!" Ling Xiangyu tried to defuse the awkward atmosphere by teasing, "Don't worry, if you can't hold back, we'll make room for you. You can have the bridal chamber first, no fuss."
Mo Siluo gave Ling Xiangyu a glare and then quickly left the bridal chamber.
