The remaining water magic power in the air turned into mists and rose.
The breeze blew the white betrothal trees around, making a rustling sound.
The colorful birds flapped their wings and chirped in the forest.
The leaves fell, embellishing the scene.
Stroking Annie's hair, Allen's eyes softened.
At least, Winnie and Alusha had never seen Allen behave like this before. He was as warm as the sunshine.
It was as if he had turned into a mountain and a river to protect the girl in his arms.
Holding Annie's waist, Allen pursed his lips into a soft smile. "You little kid has grown up." "Brother, I'm not a kid anymore."
Annie wrapped her arms around Allen's waist tightly and rested her face on Allen's chest, looking very happy.
Two teardrops spilled over the corners of her eyes.
Thinking of what Allen had done for her over the years, she was moved and happy.