ng Siyu's eyes darkened slightly, Tang Yue was wondering if he had misunderstood again, but the next mont, she felt her lips sealed once more. This ti, ng Siyu's hands were not as well-behaved, until in the end, Tang Yue could clearly feel his restraint. Innocently, she said, "Uncle Mo, this is not my fault."
"Tomorrow, I won't let you off," ng Siyu murmured, nipping gently at her neck, and then holding her without daring to make another move.
In the deep, quiet of the night, ng Siyu held her quietly. Perhaps it was his calming presence, but Tang Yue soon drifted off to sleep, only to awaken later to find ng Siyu no longer in the room.
"Xiao Yue, get up, Siyu is here already."
Zhang Hualian's voice ca from outside the door.
"Got it," Tang Yue murmured sleepily, feeling like she hadn't had enough sleep. She rubbed her eyes and groped for her watch. It was just past six-thirty. She lay back down on the pillow, a sweet smile spreading across her lips.
After changing her clothes and casually fixing her hair, Tang Yue pushed open the window. The bright sunlight poured in, making her mood as bright as the sunlight.
She took a deep breath, finished washing up, and looking at her cheerful reflection in the mirror, she couldn't help but smile knowingly.
Stepping out of her room, there was no one in the living room. Tang Yue looked out towards the courtyard and imdiately spotted ng Siyu, smartly dressed in a tailored suit.
He stood tall and upright, embodying incorruptible integrity and fearless righteousness, even his closely cropped hair couldn't detract from his handsoness.
Today, ng Siyu was exceptionally formal, unlike his usual casual self. The suit, tailor-made, fit him perfectly, accentuating his physique impressively. He was the most handso man she had ever seen in a suit.
Under the sunlight, his resolute face and deep eyes shimred, a slight smile softening his features. His gaze was as gentle as water. Even from a distance, it made Tang Yue's heart beat wildly.
Tang Yue had always known that ng Siyu was handso—not a bit less than modern-day celebrities. Despite having seen him dressed formally many tis, she thought she was immune to his charms. Yet, she was still utterly captivated by him.
"Hey, sis, snap out of it."
Tang Jun nudged Tang Yue. The two of them were locked in a gaze as if they intended to keep it up forever, causing Tang Jun and the others almost to shudder.
Tang Yue quickly averted her gaze, feeling sowhat guilty, and asked Tang Jun, "What were you guys just doing?"
"Brother-in-law said he would teach us so fighting skills. Zhang Qiang, Wei Jiajie, and I were just thinking about sparring with him," Tang Jun said admiringly as he looked at ng Siyu. They were eager for the close-up contact.
Unfortunately, today, the brother-in-law's suit was perfectly crease-free, promising another ti to try.
Tang Jun, along with Zhang Qiang and Wei Jiajie, were still pestering ng Siyu about techniques, eager to learn more even if they couldn't spar.
"You three against one, wouldn't stand a chance against Siyu," Tang Yue ruthlessly pointed out. It wasn't that she looked down on them, but ng Siyu was very strong.
Not even three tis their number might stand a chance against ng Siyu.
"Sis, we know that. Could you not poke us in the heart?" Tang Jun looked plaintively at Tang Yue, they just wanted to spar, or more precisely, to get so pointers from their brother-in-law.
"Xiao Jun, your sister is worried about discouraging you," ng Siyu stepped up beside Tang Yue, looking as if they were made for each other.
Tang Jun looked at ng Siyu, and then at Tang Yue. Really, ng Siyu, in his white shirt, looked stunningly handso, and Tang Yue, in a white blouse tucked into a plaid skirt, looked effortlessly beautiful.
"Ti for noodles."
Zhang Hualian ca out with a bowl of noodles and saw the two of them standing together, a handso man and a beautiful woman, looking perfect for each other.
"Mom, let help." Tang Yue said with a smile as she entered the kitchen to help, clearly feeling a burning gaze following her, and the next mont, she heard Mo Siyu's voice saying, "I will help too."
For breakfast, they had noodles, but each person also had a poached egg.
When Granny Tang and Elder Mrs. Zhang saw ng Siyu in the morning, their smiles never ceased.
Tang Xian had t ng Siyu before, but it was a long ti ago. This ti, for so reason, his heart pounded when he saw ng Siyu. Even though Tang Xian had gradually beco his own boss over the years and had seen much of the world, he still felt nervous standing in front of ng Siyu.
"Is he Xiao Yue's husband?" Guo Li quietly asked.
"Yes." Tang Xian nodded, "His uncle is from the Mo Family in our village."
"Oh, he really matches Xiao Yue well." Guo Li softly spoke into Tang Xian's ear, looking at them both as if they were celebrities who had stepped out of a TV show.
At seven-thirty, ng Siyu took Tang Yue out.
Before leaving, Zhang Hualian handed a bag to Tang Yue, saying, "Xiao Yue, these are wedding candies. After you get your certificate, rember to give them to everyone."
When they arrived at the Civil Affairs Bureau, it was exactly eight o'clock.
"How did you... calculate this so precisely?" Tang Yue couldn't help but look at ng Siyu beside her.
"Of course, I calculated." ng Siyu winked. If it weren't for the crowd and Tang Yue being shy, ng Siyu would have loved to hold her hand.
ng Siyu placed the docunts on the counter and pulled Tang Yue to sit down and start filling out the forms. Especially anxious, ng Siyu seed as if he was afraid she would run away if he was too slow.
The staff at the counter saw that they were both so well-matched and anxious to get married; they had seen many such couples.
Soon, the warm red marriage booklets were ready.
The mont Tang Yue received the red booklet, she saw the photo on it—Mo Siyu in a white shirt, her in a white dress, both looking foolishly happy.
Married.
Tang Yue hadn't even processed it when she felt herself lighten.
"Ah..."
Tang Yue was swept off her feet and spun around the hall of the Civil Affairs Bureau by ng Siyu. Although ng Siyu didn't say a word, the joy in his eyes and the wide smile on his lips expressed his happy and excited mood.
Tang Yue wrapped her arms around his neck, and at this mont, she too had forgotten her shyness, her bright eyes filled with happiness.
She finally fulfilled the extravagant hope she had before dying in her previous life.
"Cough." The staff at the counter looked at them and couldn't help but clear their throats. Discover more novels at novel·fire·net
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