In a small room, bright lights shone on the face of the girl sitting in front of the mirror. The makeup artist is adding some powder to the pretty little face. Lips are painted with noble wine-red tones. A girl walked over quickly and curled a few strands of hair that were still hanging on her beautiful face. Everyone ran over and looked at each other for a while, then nodded in satisfaction.
"It's time, let's get out of the car." Her mother's voice rang in her ears. She looked at herself once in the mirror and then reached over and covered her head with a veil. Today is the most important day of her life, she should be happy, but why is her heart choking with such indescribable emotion. Her mother took her hand and led her to the flower car. The nineteen-year-old girl who leaves everything behind accepts to be sold to a wealthy family in exchange for her sister's life.
The road ahead of her had to go on her own. The car stopped in front of a house. She got out of the car, there was someone inside who opened the door waiting for her. "Hello, young lady." She didn't notice and directly went inside.
Her footsteps slowed and stopped. In the room, her husband's parents were sitting in the living room waiting for her. She approached and politely saluted. "I salute you, parents." "I'm going to go get changed. I already have someone to arrange it. My husband is in the room. Try to get used to it.” Her mother-in-law's voice rang out, awakening her thoughts. Her wedding date is unknown.
No organization, no room movement, no towel lifting. All it takes is to wear a wedding dress to the husband's house and leave. "Yes." Following in the worker's footsteps, she went to the second floor. Elina was ushered into a large room. The worker put her things inside and then went out and let her do whatever she wanted. When she was sure they were gone, she reached up and took off her veil. The room was refurbished as a newlywed couple's room. Looking around, she saw that nothing was missing here. Taking a few more steps to the bed, she was startled when lying on the bed was a boy with a picturesque face. The bridge of the nose is both high and straight with white skin. "Clack." Elina, unfortunately, hit a corner of the table that made a noise.
Hearing the movement, he opened his eyes in surprise. Seeing her standing in front of him, Simon jumped back in fear and shouted. “You…!who are you? Why are you in my room? What do you want to do?” He sniffled as he spoke, stammering like he was about to cry. She soon learned that her husband was a fool, but did not know that he was very beautiful. Such a beautiful mold but stupid. What a waste. “I didn't come here to hurt you…Don't be afraid.” She slowly approached him. She took a step forward and he stepped back, covering her body with the blanket.
“Really…!really?” His eyes sparkled like he was about to cry. She smiled and nodded. “I came here to play with you. Can we go play?" He looked at her suspiciously, then slowly let go of his doubt and got out of bed. She opened her eyes wide and looked at the boy in front of her. He is taller than her and has a perfect body. If he wasn't stupid he would be a big handsome man. “Hey, how are you doing? Take me out to play." Without noticing, he was already beside her. He was taller than her by a head and she could only reach his shoulder. Regaining her composure, she smiled friendly. “Good Simon sit here and wait a moment. I'll go change and then I'll take you out right away!" “No, no…let's go now.” He grabbed her arm and rocked it back and forth like a baby.
She was a bit surprised because this was the first time another guy touched her but then she regained her composure and comforted her. “Isn't Simon good? Be good, you have to sit here so I can change. After changing clothes, I will take you out to play." If I don't let you change, how can I take you out like this? Simon thought for a moment as if pensively, then nodded. “Okay, then after you change your clothes, we will go out. You promise it!" “I promise…” She smiled and patted his head, then walked over to her suitcase and opened it to find her things. Searching and searching but can't find a suitable set because her clothes are all cheap, how can it be suitable for her current situation. After rummaging around for a while, she finally found a dress she liked.
It was a plain white dress mixed with sneakers. After changing, she went out. He obediently sat on the bed waiting for her to still wear her pajamas. She frowned as he watched him approach and asked. "Aren't you going to change?" Hearing the question, Simon tilted his head and replied. "It's usually someone else changing my clothes!" He looked thoughtfully at her and said.
"Then let me go get someone to change your clothes." Elina turned to walk out the door when he held her hand. She suddenly turned to look at his condescending face and raised her head to ask. "What's up?" “You change my clothes…” His words startled her for a moment, then she turned red and turned away. Although she is married, this problem is none of her business. Elina removed his hand and smiled. “I can only take you out.” Changing clothes you don't know will hurt me. Hearing the word "pain" Simon hesitated for a moment, but still did not give up the idea. "My mom used to tell me that you have to learn if you don't know, so if you don't know how to change, you can learn." How could he be so stupid that he let a girl change his clothes? She blushed and looked down and said nothing.
Seeing that, he shook her body. “Are you okay? If you don't like it, I'll change it myself, don't be sad, can't you cry?" He spoke with a childish tone that made her want but couldn't refuse. No matter what, she is already his wife. Besides, this seemed to be the first time that someone cared so much about her state of mind. “Or should I choose something for you? Is that okay?" She smiled at him.
Simon nodded and took her hand and pulled her to the front of the large wardrobe. Elina was a little startled when she was dragged away and lost her momentum and fell into his lap. His large hand was still holding her arm. Her face was pressed against his chest and he could hear her heartbeat. “How are you?” He pulled her out of her thoughts. “It's okay…Is this your wardrobe?
Let me pick something for you." The small hand opened the cabinet. Inside are a lot of clothes of all kinds. From vests to t-shirts, sweaters, and jackets. She looked at the wardrobe and was a little stunned. The rich are indeed full of branded goods. She conveniently chose for him a short-sleeved T-shirt mixed with baggy pants combined with active sports shoes.
Outside is a youthful denim shirt. Simon stepped out of the bathroom and froze her for a few seconds. The face of the male god, his well-proportioned body wants to be immersed in his beauty. “Can we go yet?” He raised his voice and pulled her out of her thoughts. Elina nodded and went to adjust his shirt and asked. "Where do you want to go?” “Can we go eat? I'm hungry." As soon as he finished the sentence, his stomach felt calm and growled. She nodded and followed him downstairs…