Chapter 88 Happy Wedding

Style: Girl Author: bow to lifeWords: 1196Update Time: 24/02/20 16:00:21
After walking for a while, Jiang Yao looked down at her handbag. When she touched something, her eyes suddenly lit up: "Hey, Chen Yanbei, stretch out your hand."

"do what?"

Chen Yanbei raised his eyebrows and slowly unbuttoned the cuffs of his shirt.

The sleeves were rolled up, and the man's wrist was strong and strong. Several vertical and horizontal veins on the inside bulged slightly, extending to the back of the broad hand, giving him a feeling of growing strength. The fingers are long and slender, the joints are clear, and the nails are rounded and neatly trimmed. It's the kind of hand control that makes you scream.

Jiang Yao couldn't help but stare at the man's hand for a few seconds. Several inappropriate scenes flashed through her mind, and her cheeks felt slightly hot.

"What are you looking at?" Although the man is blind, his senses are very keen.

Jiang Yao was distracted for a few seconds, but he had already noticed it, and his broad palm moved unnaturally.

"No, it's nothing." Jiang Yao blushed and dropped the topic, lowered her head and took out an exquisite and small red velvet gift box from her handbag.

In the gift box was a ring she secretly bought in the afternoon. Marriage must have a sense of ceremony. She gently took the man's hand and put the ring on her ring finger, her voice soft and sweet:

"Chen Yanbei, happy wedding."

When putting on the ring, Jiang Yao's delicate white fingertips accidentally brushed against the raised veins on the back of the man's hand. An indescribable feeling came from where the skin touched. Her heart suddenly shrank and beat rapidly. .

Jiang Yao quickly retracted her hand and covered her heart. It was so foul to lift her up like this with just one hand.

Feeling the binding feeling coming from the ring finger of his left hand, Chen Yanbei's eyes deepened a little, and he fiddled with the ring a few times with the fingers of his right hand.

Then he took back his right hand, slowly reached into his trousers pocket, took out something, and casually handed it in Jiang Yao's direction.

——"Happy wedding."

The man's low and cold voice echoed in the carriage, vibrating like gold and stone.

At that moment, Jiang Yao felt like she was pregnant, and she was slightly surprised. She didn't expect to receive a gift.

She blushed and took the thing from the man's hand shyly.

It is a delicate and compact pink velvet gift box, with the brand's low-key logo embossed on the front. It is a classic foreign brand and is still priced at a high price even in later generations.

Jiang Yao opened the box, and a dazzling pink diamond ring appeared in front of her eyes.

"so beautiful!"

She couldn't help but sigh, her eyes shining brightly.

The real diamond is indeed much more stunning than the fake ones I saw in the afternoon. Jiang Yao's voice was sweet, and her mouth seemed to be covered with honey: "It's so beautiful. I like it very much. Thank you, Chen Yanbei."

Listening to the undisguised happiness in the woman's voice, Chen Yanbei raised an eyebrow. Is he so happy to be given a ring?

He said casually: "Isn't the card given to you? Just buy whatever you like."

Jiang Yao pouted and disagreed: "That's different. Diamond rings are all given by others. How can anyone buy them themselves?"

"What's the difference?" Chen Yanbei pressed down the window and rested his elbow on it casually, asking.

Jiang Yao held her chin and thought for a while: "Anyway, the meaning is different. Haven't you heard that sentence? Diamonds are forever, and one will be passed down forever. It took the earth more than a billion years to form diamonds. Ancient and hard, it symbolizes eternal love.”

Listening to the woman's serious explanation, Chen Yanbei twitched his lips: "Do you believe the jeweler's lie? Diamonds and coal are both made of carbon and have exactly the same composition."

Jiang Yao asked back: "Then you still give me a diamond ring? Why don't you give me a piece of coal?"

Chen Yanbei chuckled: "So you like coal?"

"I don't like it~" Jiang Yao denied repeatedly. Who likes coal?

However, there was a hint of cunning in her eyes, and Jiao Didi asked back: "You mean, if I like it, you will give it to me? I like the stars in the sky, will you pick them for me too?"