The Emperor’s Beloved Ugly Girl

Pang Yi couldn't continue the words after that, because his mouth was so wide open that he could swallow an egg.

Okay... does it look good? Xiao An came out from behind the screen a little bit shyly, and walked slowly to Pang Yi's side while holding up the hem of her skirt. , I don’t know what Pang Yi’s thoughts are. She lowered her head and looked at her wedding dress. Looking at the rough stitches, she was both annoyed and discouraged. I came to Madam earlier for help, I have never embroidered so many flowers, it is the first time... woo!

Can't wait for Xiao An to finish speaking, Pang Yi has already pushed her against the wall, and then kissed her face. It's not like they haven't kissed before, and they have even done more intimate and ridiculous things, but every time they kissed After each other, Xiao An's body was always numb and throbbing violently. It seemed that it was the first time to kiss her, and she seemed to faint at any moment. Fortunately, Pang Yi kept holding her tightly, and fortunately, Pang Yi finally let go of her. she.

Didn't you say that you won't let me see Xifu before you get married? After the kiss was over, Pang Yi pressed his forehead against Xiao An's, panting a bit, Why did you change your mind and let me see it?

I'm afraid...I'm afraid your expectations are too high, Xiao An said a little embarrassedly, looking at Pang Yi with watery eyes, and as soon as she met the man's gaze, she moved away in a hurry, and then continued, I The craftsmanship is not good, and the wedding clothes made may not meet your expectations, so I am worried that you will be disappointed on the day of marriage, so...so I thought to let you see it first, at least I was prepared.

Why am I so disappointed? Pang Yi leaned over and messed with Xiao An's lips and tongue, listening to Xiao An's rapid breathing, he said in a hoarse voice, As long as the bride is you, it doesn't matter what clothes you wear. What does it matter? What's more, it's a wedding dress made by you yourself, I'm so happy, why would I be disappointed?

Then...then you see it now, won't you be surprised on the day you get married? Xiao An's heart was terribly sweet, but she frowned suddenly, If I had known, I would...not have worn it for you See, I should hold you back! So that you will shine brightly on the day of your marriage and remember it forever!

It's the same now, Pang Yi smiled lowly, stretched out his hand to caress the small word 囍 on the neckline of Fuxi clothes, and said softly, It's bright in my eyes, I will remember it forever.

That's good, hehe, Xiao An smiled a little coyly, and put his arms around Pang Yi's waist while pressing his face against the man's chest, Pang Yi, we are getting married soon.

Yeah, I'm going to have a home. Pang Yi said softly, his nose suddenly sore for some reason.

He has no family since he was a child. To be the bodyguard of the eldest son of the emperor, it is not enough to have a clean family background. It is best to have no family background. Pang Yi is such a person. He has no father and no mother, and no one cooks him a bowl of hot rice. , Later he became Zhong Mingwei's personal bodyguard, and Zhong Mingwei became his closest person, but this kind of intimacy has a deep brand of master and servant. After all, his status is very different. Before that, one had to understand that they were masters and servants. No matter how close such a relationship was, it was impossible to truly become a family. Even though Zhong Mingwei later became a commoner, in his heart, Zhong Mingwei would always be his master. The appearance of getting along is different, but no matter how easy it is, the master will always be the master.

Without Xiao An, Pang Yi would not have known the importance of a woman, let alone the sense of security and belonging brought by home. He had never longed so strongly for a home, and the man who had been wandering for half his life finally found a place where he belonged. his haven.

By the way, Pang Yi, a few days ago, didn't you want to ask the magistrate to help me re-register my household registration? Xiao An suddenly remembered something, and asked Pang Yi hurriedly, When will I go? Huh? Before we get married, right?