Shanshan lifted her head, looking at the faint shadows cast across Chen Ziqian's cheeks by the candlelight. The flickering shadows made the contours of his face appear even more striking and handsomely enhanced.
From time to time, she stole glances at the white wedding dress placed beside her and occasionally peeked at Chen Ziqian's looks, never feeling he was as handsome as he was today.
"Are you sneaking looks at me?" Chen Ziqian put down his chopsticks and looked at her seriously, his eyes filled with boundless satisfaction and tenderness. Seeing the admiration she had for him in her eyes brought him even more joy, "Do I look handsome?"
"Vain!" She lowered her head, carefully trying the new dish of the day.
"Shanshan, the wedding is tomorrow, and we'll get our marriage certificate the day after. You're practically mine already," he said with a mischievous smile, "Does that mean you can open that door for me now?"
"The door to your heart?"
"..."
