Chapter 130: This Is Their Home. p1
Chu Wantang had never designed a wedding dress before, but wedding dress design was also in her field.
Besides, she was originally a top designer in the fashion design industry, and she could do any style of clothing.
On her birthday last year, she had stayed at the coffee shop until it closed before she left.
The snow was falling all over the sky, and she was walking aimlessly on the streets of Haicheng until she passed by a high-end wedding dress shop. She looked at the display wedding dress inside the glass wall, and her footsteps unconsciously stopped.
The staff saw her stop and quickly came over to ask her, “Hello, ma’am. Have you taken a fancy to any of them?”
“Can we talk about a business deal?”
“I need to ask our manager.”
“Okay.”
Later, when she was sitting in the booth at the coffee shop, she would open her computer and take out her pen, and design her and Huai Xing’s wedding dress.
At that time, she knew that they would not have a chance to wear it, but that did not stop her from designing for this idea. Her friends did not know about this idea, and she did not listen to anyone’s advice, but just poured all her longing and love for Huai Xing into it.
There were several unsatisfactory versions, and in the end, she designed the most satisfactory one.
Just by looking at the presented version, she could imagine what Huai Xing would look like in the wedding dress she had personally designed, but it was just an imagination.
But now, she could personally hand the wedding dress card to Huai Xing, to her lover.
It was no longer an imagination.
Huai Xing looked at the card in front of her, slightly stunned, and her breathing also seemed to have been paused.
She had not expected that Chu Wantang had also personally designed a wedding dress for them, and at this moment, the two sets of wedding dresses on the card were noble and elegant, like the embodiment of a dream, making it hard for people to look away.
She had no other answer. After she had calmed her breathing, she looked at Chu Wantang again, and her eyes suddenly filled with tears.
Her tone was very firm. “I am more than willing, Jiejie.” A teardrop fell from her. “It’s a very beautiful wedding dress. I like it very much.”
Chu Wantang raised her hand to wipe away her teardrop, and the dimples on her lips were revealed. “Back then, at Zhuo Xin’s wedding, I had thought of what you would look like in a wedding dress.”
“Hmm?” Huai Xing’s long lashes fluttered slightly. “Six years ago?”
“…Yes.”
Chu Wantang nodded. “But in my imagination at that time, the person standing beside you was not me, but other blurry faces. The thought of this made me very angry, because I wanted you to be by my side forever, but…”
But she was trapped in a tornado of revenge and could not get out.
At this moment, she lowered her eyes and looked at the card, and said, “From now on, the one standing beside you will only be me.”
Huai Xing hugged her. “Of course!”
She said with a rich smile on her lips, “So happy, we are.”
Chu Wantang held her waist tightly and asked softly, “When I come back from my business trip, we’ll put the wedding date on the agenda, okay?”
“Okay, I’ll wait for you to come back.”
With that, the two of them faced Huai Zhao’s grave again.
Their hands were intertwined, and they bowed to Huai Zhao. The Huai Zhao in the photo had a brilliant smile.
The flowers placed in front of the grave suddenly fell two petals, which was her blessing.
She would watch this pair of lovers grow old together.
In the afternoon, they returned to the Wen family’s house, and Wen Ruyu was not there.
Huai Xing took out the diamond couple rings she had prepared and put them on each other with Chu Wantang. She said with a grin, “We’ll switch them in the future.”
“Okay,” Chu Wantang said, stroking the ring with her fingertips, the corners of her lips slightly lifted. “So you weren’t envious of them having rings back then?”
“Of course I was, but at the same time, I was a little sad. Why did the custom-made rings take so long, and then you gave them to me?”
Huai Xing said, raising her hand and patting the top of Chu Wantang’s head. “The signal reception is very sensitive. What is this called? This is called a wife’s heart.”
Chu Wantang’s gaze deepened. “Is that so? Then what do I want to do now? Have you received it?”
“…” Huai Xing’s throat moved, and she slowly nodded.
Chu Wantang let out a muffled laugh. “I’ll go and lock the door.”
“I’ve already locked it…” Huai Xing said. “When I came in.”
Hearing this, Chu Wantang hooked her arm around her waist, said nothing, and looked at her deeply.
She then leaned closer and kissed her.
After washing up and preparing, Huai Xing stood by the window.
The Wen family’s building was high, and there was nothing to block the view. You could see the boundless sky, but the sun was scorching, and the curtains were not left with any gaps, and it seemed to be a little piercing to her eyes, so she was put on an eye mask by Chu Wantang.
Chu Wantang stood behind her and held her waist steadily. “Stand firm. Don’t fall, baby.”
It hadn’t officially started yet. Huai Xing was propped on the window, and her top had not been taken off, but her pants had long since gone somewhere.
At this moment, her legs were so weak that they were unlike her.
She turned her head to the side and said with a hint of a sob, “I can’t…”
“It hasn’t started yet,” Chu Wantang said, pecking her lips and looking at her pink, moist lips, and couldn’t help but say, “I’m on my period these few days. Please bear with me. I’ll do to you what you did to me before.”
Huai Xing couldn’t say a word.
Because while Chu Wantang was speaking, it had officially started. The hand that was holding her waist went through her lower abdomen and went up.
She pushed aside her clothes and touched her.
Her right hand, on the other hand, went down, tapped lightly, and accurately touched her.
“Why is it dripping down…” Chu Wantang said in her ear, deliberately asking in a puzzled tone. “My palm is full of it. It’s just the beginning, Xingxing.”
All her senses were magnified, and Huai Xing’s calves were trembling uncontrollably.
She had never tried standing before. She parted her lips slightly and could only answer in a hoarse voice, “Because I like you…”
“I can feel it,” Chu Wantang said, patting her waist. “Hold on.”
Not only did she have to hold on with her hands, but her legs also had to be a little wider, and her waist had to be a little lower.
Chu Wantang moved her right wrist and kissed her thin back.
Huai Xing’s spine was like an unrolled scroll of Xuan paper. The light was blocked by the curtains, but it couldn’t stop the warm and moist luster on it. Her shoulder blades were hidden under her delicate skin, and with her rapid and heavy breathing, it was as if she were about to flap her wings and fly in the next second.
Her waistline was a smooth curve. Chu Wantang placed her left hand on her lower back, and with her open palm, she could cover a large section of Huai Xing’s slender waist.
Stroking Huai Xing’s dimples, and hearing the sobs that escaped from Huai Xing’s throat, Chu Wantang lowered her eyes, and with some heartache, she brought the person to the bed.
This way, Huai Xing would be much more comfortable.
Chu Wantang was still standing behind her, and Huai Xing was kneeling and lying forward on the bed.
This was also a familiar posture for them.
After a while, Chu Wantang’s knees were on the edge of the bed. She bent down, and without thinking, she brought her breath closer and completely covered her.
She cooperated with her fingers and stuck out the tip of her tongue.
Huai Xing couldn’t stand it at all. In less than a minute, she trembled and fell down. The rhythm of the lines on her lower abdomen was a little fast, like the ripples on a lake.
She took off her eye mask and inevitably saw the watery sheen on Chu Wantang’s chin.
Chu Wantang gave her a toothy grin. “Thank you for your hospitality. It was a very delicious afternoon tea.”
She then said the words that they were both familiar with. “Wipe it, and let’s continue.”
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