That's a handbag.

Milky white opaque handbag, although in English, sounds very festive.

Suke's mood was a little excited. She looked down at the little red book in her hand. She didn't know whether she was crying with joy or remembered the past. For a time, she shed excited tears.

Gu Jingyu's long finger gently fell on Suke's corner of the eye and wiped her tears. "On a happy day, don't cry, huh?"

Su Keshen thought so. He immediately stopped his tears, changed into a clean and smiling self, looked up at Gu Jingyu, and then called softly, "husband."

Yes, there are only two words, but this "husband" at this moment is a special occasion, because from now on, Gu Jingyu is really Suke's husband, such as a fake hug, or an internationally recognized marriage certificate.

"Wife." Gu Jingyu naturally called "wife" at the right time. At the same time, his deep eyes were full of Suke in front of him, beautiful and moving.

In this life, if he can marry Suke, he thinks he has no regrets. He will live a good life with Suke and give birth to a dozen babies.

Thinking that Ji Yichen and Li Lingye are both men with children, he felt that he must work hard to refuel from now on.

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