C287 Winter's Wedding

Two months ago, by the lake.

Gu Zichen held Xia Anran's hand and walked forward slowly. They enjoyed the quiet time.

Staring at the sparkling lake surface, he could feel the warmth of Xia Anran's palm. A smile appeared on his face from the bottom of his heart.

"What kind of wedding do you like?"

He suddenly asked this question.

Xia Anran couldn't help but be surprised