At that moment, Neil and Aurelia had put on the traditional wedding attire from Southeast Aciatic. They stood before the mirror.
The man was tall and handsome, while the lady was petite and beautiful.
The clothes felt as if they were tailor-made for them. They fitted them perfectly.
It was Aurelia's first time wearing this, and her smile was extraordinarily bright.
In reality, as long as she was standing next to Neil, she would be happy.
Meanwhile, Neil was secretly checking her out from the mirror. His stare did not move for even a second.
Aurelia was excited, "Uncle, am I pretty?"
He showed a sincere smile that came from the bottom of his heart and said, "Yes."
"Prettier than my nomadic attire?"
"Yes."
That was the truth. He realized that the clothes from Southeast Aciatic fit her.
She was petite, similar to the size of the local girls.
If not for her fair face and chestnut hair, one would really think that she was from Southeast Aciatic if they looked from her back.
Neil took out his phone to take pictures.
Aurelia stood next to him and showed a peace sign. He rolled his eyes. "That's so lame!"
"Lame?" Aurelia had just learned that term lately, so she rolled her eyes back at him. "Then teach me the cool sign!"
He smiled in pride and made a heart with his thumb and index finger.
"See? We do this when we take pictures!"
Aurelia looked away, so he moved his "heart" in front of her.
"See, this is called finger heart. Get it?
"Aurelia, you're so not cool!"
"Uncle, why are you so talkative today? They say a woman is like 300 sparrows, but I think you're 900 sparrows!"
"You naughty girl!"
Neil rolled up his sleeves to teach her a lesson, and Aurelia ran away while laughing.
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