Fast-passing system: female support, not serious

Chapter 47 The prince spreads his wings and flies high, the silly girl comes~ (20)

Not long after, Xi Niang said embarrassingly: "The bride can make up..."

The prime minister shook his hands, "Ling'er, take care, dad has gone to the Seventh Prince's mansion."

Wei Qianluo quietly closed her eyes, feeling the servants painting and drawing on her face.

The time for a cup of tea passed, Wei Qianluo looked at herself in the bronze mirror in disbelief, squeezed her cheeks, and woke up suddenly.

She thought: If it is placed in modern times, maybe it is also a first-class makeup artist.

The beauty in the bronze mirror is as white as snow, as beautiful as white porcelain with a light pink complexion, with curved willow eyebrows, a pair of water-cut pupils are clear and safe, long eyelashes fluttering like cattail fans, a small and straight nose, red lips Fire-like, coquettish and beautiful, with silk-like blue silk like ink, and gorgeous red clothes, like a red lotus in a prosperous age.

Tsk tsk tsk, so gorgeous.

After commenting on the makeup, Wei Qianluo stretched and smacked her lips.

Xi Niang looked at it and sighed.

After getting on the bridal sedan chair, Wei Qianluo lowered her eyes and said in her heart, "Xiao Jiujiu, replace me with the clone, the ancient wedding ceremony is super troublesome."

【it is good. 】999 brisk response
, promised not to be too fast.

Wei Qianluo's body slowly detached from the body and floated in the air, smiling jokingly at the busy people.

Floating freely in the air, Wei Qianluo soon adapted to the state of the soul.

Standing above people's heads with folded arms and watching, the purchased mynah and thrush have red silk bow ties around their necks, leaning together very festively and happily.

The inner hall is full of dignitaries, and the scene layout is gorgeous and grand.

It was getting dark, but after the toast, Yu Shanghan walked into the room drunk, just about to lift the red hijab.

Suddenly vomited it out, and Yu Shanghan took a small sip of sobering tea.

After pouring out the cup of wine, he threw away the cup in disgust:
Alcohol is really not a good thing!

"Ling'er, I'm here."

He quickly took off his outer robe, put on his inner garment, and planned to go to bed.

Wei Qianluo was silent "..."

After waiting for too long, the husband has not lifted the red hijab, so he simply lifted the red hijab himself.

"Brother Huang..." Wei Qianluo stretched lazily and smiled foolishly.

"Huh?" Yu Shanghan also lazily replied, "I'm tired, Ling'er is sleepy, let's sleep."

"!"sleep?What's the meaning?
Wei Qianluo lazily took off her complicated coat and went to sleep with her clothes on.

Yu Shanghan's heart: Ling'er is so beautiful today...I can't hug her, otherwise I might not be able to help but become a wolf.

After the red candle was extinguished, Wei Qianluo, who was sleeping in the bed, thought about how to increase the last ten favorability points.

[After snapping, maybe the strategy is successful~] 999 Jieyou realized that only the main system can see its wretched expression.

"Oh...it's true, if you want to have sex, please take out my soul and replace it with a duplicate body." Wei Qianluo said.

[Yes, girl. 】

Slowly, Wei Qianluo approached Yu Shanghan confidently and boldly, and she had a bottom line in her heart: what are you afraid of, there are replicas anyway.

With lotus root arms wrapped around Yu Shanghan's delicate waist, Wei Qianluo pretended to be asleep, and muttered: "Brother Huang."

Yu Shanghan turned around carefully, opened his eyes, the obsidian-like ink eyes were full of spring light.

Opening his left arm and gently hugging Wei Qianluo, Wei Qianluo's heart skipped a beat.

"Good~" Yu Shanghan coaxed softly, and carefully stroked Wei Qianluo's head with his right hand, as if cherishing a treasure.

Wei Qianluo quickly fell asleep.

As if nostalgic for the smoothness of the palm, Yu Shanghan couldn't bear it anymore...

On Wei Qianluo's fair neck, a strawberry was quietly planted.

In the dark room, Yu Shanghan's eyes were particularly tender and tender.

Carefully tucking in the quilt for Wei Qianluo, Yu Shanghan turned his back to her, and fell asleep with his eyes slightly closed, the corners of his mouth curved slightly.

(End of this chapter)