Under the moonlight in Chang'an, the streets are filled with fragrant cars and BMWs. Ten miles of red makeup dances in the wind. There are people drinking wine and drinking wine in front of the hall. The sounds of cups and saucers are heard. The sounds of laughter and congratulations are endless.
In the wedding room, a brocade quilt with auspicious dragons and phoenixes covered the "early birth of a precious child", a pair of big red candles were brightly lit, the table was filled with cups and plates, and hot bonbon wine. Under the hibiscus tent with a red background and gold trim, the newlyweds sat with a bright red hijab on their heads. Their bare hands were hidden in their sleeves, and their waists were round and round.
The door panel creaked, and I don't know who laughed first.
"Husband Wan'an" bowed slowly, his mouth was filled with honey.
"Madam, please get up."
"Why did you come to the bridal chamber when your husband hasn't given you the gift yet?" She asked in a pretense.
He took the Ruyi scale, lifted the hijab, and looked closely at the person under the lamp. Attached to the ear:
"My husband has promised me my life, but my wife is still not satisfied?"
"Of course."
"The lady is greedy"
"I am not a good husband, so will my husband give it to me? Or not to give it to me?"