nashuaworldcup Chapter 340 I finally got my wish and married you.
Chapter 340 I finally got my wish and married you.
As the last guest disappeared from sight, Chen Runping slowly closed the heavy courtyard gate.
At that moment, it seemed as if only the two of them remained in the entire world.
He turned around, his gaze burning as he looked at Zhao Zhaodi. Without hesitation, he stretched out his arms and pulled her into a tight embrace, then picked her up and carried her to the bedroom.
Zhao Zhaodi felt her heart pounding wildly, like a runaway horse, making a "thump, thump" sound.
The heat surged up her cheeks like a tide, instantly turning her originally fair face crimson.
Chen Runping walked forward steadily, each step appearing so firm and powerful.
Despite carrying someone in his arms, his steps remained as steady as ever.
However, for Zhao Zhaodi, the feeling was quite different.
She felt as if she were in a small, rocking boat, bobbing up and down with the waves.
The slight swaying made her feel dizzy, and she even had trouble distinguishing east from west.
"Honey, relax..."
Chen Runping said softly, his tone full of tenderness and affection.
He gently placed Zhao Zhaodi on the bed, his movements as tender as if she were a rare treasure.
Then, his tall frame slowly bent down, getting closer to her little by little, as if afraid of accidentally crushing the delicate person beneath him.
Chen Runping reached out his hands and carefully cupped Zhao Zhaodi's face, which was slightly flushed with shyness and nervousness.
His cool, thin lips first gently touched her tightly closed eyes, then, like a dragonfly skimming the water, landed a light kiss.
At the same time, his deep, slightly hoarse voice rang in her ear:
“Zhao Di, I have waited for this day for far too long. Now, I have finally fulfilled my wish and brought you home as my wife…”
Upon hearing these heartfelt words, Zhao Zhaodi's body involuntarily tensed up.
Her small hands, which had been clenched into fists, now instinctively reached for the sheets beneath her and gripped them tightly, trying to ease the mix of anticipation and fear deep within her.
Just then, Chen Runping's lips suddenly covered Zhao Zhaodi's lips.
At that moment, time seemed to stand still.
The kiss was initially as light as silk, like a thin veil, ethereal and dreamlike;
Gradually, it becomes as light and soft as a cloud, captivating people and making them unable to extricate themselves;
Finally, it transformed into a raging fire, intense and fiery, as if it wanted to melt the two of them together completely.
At that moment, Zhao Zhaodi felt as if she had lost consciousness, completely immersed in this endless tenderness and affection.
She forgot everything around her, her eyes only fixed on the man who loved her so deeply...
"Zhao Di, my darling, I'm here, is that alright?"
Chen Runping gently brought his lips close to Zhao Zhaodi's ear and whispered those words. His breath brushed against her sensitive skin like a spring breeze, bringing a slight shiver.
Zhao Zhaodi's throat went dry with nervousness. She involuntarily swallowed and managed to squeeze out a barely audible "Mmm".
However, before she could finish speaking, a sudden, sharp pain swept over her like a surging wave, violently impacting her. Her eyes widened abruptly, and she grabbed Chen Runping's lower back, letting out a loud "Ah!"
"It will be ready soon."
Chen Runping gently comforted Zhao Zhaodi, trying to help her relax.
Joy, passion.
**
In the United States, Ye Wentao happily helped Zhao Zhaodi rent a comfortable apartment.
After completing all this, he couldn't wait to call Zhao Zhaodi, wanting to tell her the good news as soon as possible.
At this moment, in Zhao Yuan's living room, the guests who had come to visit were saying goodbye and leaving one after another.
Meanwhile, in the main room, the telephone suddenly rang urgently.
Zhao Yuan strode over, answered the phone, and asked:
"Hello, Zhaoyuan, how can I help you?"
Ye Wentao's excited voice came from the other end of the phone:
"Uncle, I'm Ye Wentao, I'm looking for Zhao Zhaodi!"
Zhao Yuan was slightly taken aback, then said:
"Oh, Xiao Ye, Zhao Zhaodi doesn't live here anymore. She got married today and has moved to her new home with her husband."
These words struck Ye Wentao like a bolt from the blue.
His eyes widened, and he asked incredulously:
"Uncle, what...what did you say? Zhao Zhaodi is getting married today?"
Before he could finish speaking, he felt his head buzzing and the whole world began to spin.
For a moment, Ye Wentao seemed to have his soul ripped out, completely stunned.
He didn't even remember when he hung up the phone; he just slumped down in the chair next to him, completely lost in thought.
He still clutched the telephone receiver, which had long since fallen silent, as if by not letting go he could deny the cruel truth he had just heard.
His eyes were empty and lifeless, as if he had lost his soul. He stared straight ahead, but his gaze did not focus on any specific object.
At this moment, Zhao Zhaodi's beautiful and charming face kept flooding into his mind like a tide. Every frown and smile was so clear, as if she were right in front of him.
Those wonderful times they had spent together were like a magnificent movie, playing endlessly in the depths of his memory.
Just then, a soft but urgent knocking broke the silence inside the house.
"Wentao, Wentao, dinner's ready."
An Qianqian's soft voice called from outside the door.
It turns out that An Qianqian, like Ye Wentao, was a student who came from faraway China to study at Stanford University.
However, the room remained quiet, without the slightest echo.
Seeing that there was no movement inside the house, An Qianqian couldn't help but feel a little worried.
So she gently pushed open the door and immediately saw Ye Wentao sitting blankly on the cold ground, looking lost and extremely haggard.
Seeing this, An Qianqian felt a pang of heartache. She quickly stepped forward, then slowly knelt down and softly asked:
"Wentao, what happened?"
Hearing An Qianqian's concerned question, Ye Wentao's previously stiff body trembled slightly. Then, in a hoarse voice trembling with tears, he said:
"Zhao Zhaodi... got married today! But I... am still sitting here like an idiot, waiting for her to come back."
She's married now, and I'll never have the chance to be with her again...
Before he could finish speaking, Ye Wentao was overwhelmed with grief.