am i a devil

After accepting Xun Ying's conditions, Wang Mo began to think about the specific implementation method of wearing a wedding dress.

He carefully watched the wedding dress that Xun Ying had made for him for a long time, and then sighed full of emotion.

"You, how did you explain it to others when you made it to order?" Wang Mo looked at this wedding dress, which was obviously for men with a height of about two meters, and imagined that the staff of the studio His facial expression must be very exciting.

"They are all professional staff, so they won't ask too many questions." Xun Ying said lightly.

"But..." He thought for a while, and added, "The staff of the other party did confirm with me several times, whether your size is accurate."

Wang Mo: "..."

Do people think that he is a single dog who can't stand loneliness, and decided this size because he planned to marry his own Christmas tree after getting drunk? Wang Mo's strange imagination has increased again.

-

There was nothing to say all night, and on the second day, the wedding coordinator, the old cat, came back. After he got the scriptures from his wife, the puppet cat, he arranged the wedding rehearsal clearly.

"Brother Mao, your overall planning ability is really strong, and you can't feel troubled by ordinary large-scale parties." After the rehearsal, Wang Mo praised the old cat sincerely.

"It's easy to talk about." Although the old cat said humbly, he was already in high spirits. At the same time, he was very grateful to his wife for helping him prepare for this grand wedding despite her busy schedule.

Then the old cat looked at Wang Mo's face, and seemed to be lost in thought again.

"What's the matter, brother cat?" Wang Mo asked the old cat when he saw that the old cat was lost in thought.

"I'm thinking, does this wedding also need that kind of follow-up makeup service? I haven't arranged it yet." Looking at Wang Mo's tender face full of collagen, Lao Mao felt that he didn't need makeup, but felt that since he was wearing Wedding dresses should always have a little bit of makeup, and it seems like this is the tradition.

Wang Mo: "..."

"I don't want it." Wang Mo shook his head stubbornly.

"Is it okay to wear a wedding dress without makeup?" Lao Mao said uncertainly.

Wang Mo: "..."

Wang Mo thought for a while, as if he had thought of something, a small light bulb that was almost visible to the naked eye appeared, and then he reached out and rubbed his cheek.

"Is this okay?" Wang Mo said.

The old cat looked up and found that Wang Mo's face was covered with a layer of soft light, as if his eyes were fixed on a part of Wang Mo's face with a slight cataract.

Old cat: "..."

The old cat rubbed his eyes subconsciously, and when he raised his head again, it was still Wang Mo's face with its own beauty effect.

"Also... OK..." The old cat nodded.

The effect is actually better than makeup, but I don't know if people who have attended the wedding will go to the hospital to see the ophthalmologist the next day, Lao Mao thought to himself.

-

In a flash, it was the next morning.

While Wang Mo was still in a drowsy sleep, he was awakened by a mysterious voice in his head.

"Big~~king~~"

"Woo~~Woo~~Woo~~"

"Big~~king~~"

"Woo~~Woo~~Woo~~"

Who is driving the train in my brain? Wang Mo thought about it in a drowsy sleep, and then heard his brothers calling him in his mind.

"My lord, didn't you tell us to wake you up at four o'clock this morning to put on a wedding dress and look beautiful?" The voices of the Big Four came from Wang Mo's mind.

"Call me, call me, what the hell are you calling?" Wang Mo complained a few words.

"We are ghosts, we are calling you, there is nothing wrong with it." The Big Four explained very tactfully.

Wang Mo: "..."

I couldn't refute it, Wang Mo thought, so I just slid under the bed like a mature egg roll, and slipped out of the bedroom with the wedding dress in my arms.

-

"Murder!"

In a cloakroom far from Wang Mo and Xun Ying's bedrooms, Wang Mo's rooster crowed from time to time.

"Don't strangle me anymore." Wang Mo cried.

"Your Majesty, a thinner waist looks better." The four giants said, and began to "torture" Wang Mo again.

"I'm good-looking enough! Have you ever seen someone more handsome and beautiful than me?" Wang Mo asked back in a very playful manner matching their titles.

"That's true, anyway, the king doesn't need to crush anyone today."

"That is, although we have prepared seats for ex-boyfriend and ex-girlfriend, you two have never talked before, so no one will come at all."

After discussing with several giants, Wang Mo was let go.

Wang Mo felt that half of his body had returned to the mortal world again, and he was so moved that he wanted to cry.

"It's good to be alive." Wang Mo breathed in the fresh air and sighed.

With the help of the Big Four, he finally managed to put on his own wedding dress, and then spun around in a gorgeous way.

"The king is handsome and beautiful."

"Your Majesty, you must be able to charm the Concubine!"

So the brothers blew rainbow farts knowingly and wittily.

"Low-key, low-key." Wang Mo said modestly and proudly.

He let the brothers rest for a while, and then ran back to the bedroom to confuse Xun Ying.

After being so confused until dawn, the two finally walked out of the bedroom, took the ground car, and came to the new couple's lounge in the banquet hall.

"I don't know if it can be full." Wang Mo looked out from the crack of the door very playfully, wanting to see if all the guests have arrived, and if there are any of them who triggered the screaming chicken function of the wedding invitation Still talking bad about him.

Xun Ying: "..."

"The tables are laid out according to the number of guests, but if there are more people, it is also possible to arrange them again." Xun Ying explained.

Generally speaking, they send invitations to people they know, but if they bring a lot of people with their families, Wang Mo and Xun Ying are of course capable of entertaining them.

"Will more people come?" Wang Mo asked curiously.

Generally speaking, those who accept the invitation should bring their partners and children to the same extent, Wang Mo thought.

"Didn't I have some friends in the longevity department? Some of them found people in the circle, so..." Xun Ying said.

Wang Mo: "..."

The time has come to witness the general history of biography, Wang Mo thought.

"Xun Ying, thank you for waiting for me for so long." Wang Mo thought for a while and said.

"Thank you for coming to my side." Xun Ying said softly.

The two of them lingered for a while, and then they heard quite noisy voices coming from outside.

Wang Mo took a closer look through the crack of the door, and saw ten kittens dressed as waiters running around for work at home today.

"Father, there are too many people here, and the parking lot can't fit." The leading cat cub finally found the eloquent old cat among the crowd, so he hurriedly said to him.

"How could it be? The parking lot at home is almost catching up with the size of a large shopping mall."

"It's not a car, it's the kind... the kind that looks like an emperor sitting on it, and there are many honor guards around." The cat cub's vocabulary is limited, so he can only explain it while gesticulating.

"Where is the emperor?" the old cat said in a daze.

Just as they were making noise, the door of the banquet hall was opened again, and a group of mysterious people who were dressed in blooming flowers and colorful clothes, but none of them looked modern, only one of them was wearing modern low-cut clothes. Breasted evening dress, walking in the middle of a group of mysterious people with a variety of styles.

Old cat: "..."

The old cat took a look and felt that some of them seemed familiar.

Fuck, this is the Shura field in the legend, the old cat suddenly found a little inspiration from his dusty memory, and then shuddered all over.

It was too late to say it, and when the old cat was about to go forward, the man dressed as the emperor looked around, and then walked straight towards the seat where the ex-boyfriend was sitting. Sit directly to the chief.

Others also took their seats one after another, and within a short while, the seats of the ex-boyfriend and ex-girlfriend were already full, and there were people waiting behind them.

Old cat: "..."

"Everyone, our Patriarch...seems like he didn't invite you." The old cat said hesitantly.

"Since there are seats for ex-boyfriends and ex-girlfriends, isn't it just for us?" the leader, Huang Shangshang, replied in a deep voice, causing the others to nod their heads.

Old cat: "..."

"Since this is the case, please report your names, let me go and report to the Patriarch." The old cat took an expedient measure.

"Okay," the emperor nodded and said, "I'm Xun Ying's ex-boyfriend."

"I'm also Xun Ying's ex-boyfriend."

"Me too."

"I'm Xun Ying's ex-girlfriend."

"I'm also Xun Ying's ex-girlfriend."

Old cat: "..."

The old cats registered one by one, very busy.

After registering several copies of Xun Ying's ex-boyfriend and ex-girlfriend, the old cat looked around.

"Is there anyone who hasn't registered with the little one?" the old cat asked with a smile while wiping the sweat from his forehead.

"And me." The beautiful girl in a low-cut evening dress raised her hand just now. She was the secretary of the man selling insurance.

"I'm Wang Mo's ex-girlfriend." The beautiful female secretary said nonsense with her eyes open.

Old cat: "..."

The old cat carried the registration form and ran all the way to the newcomer lounge where Wang Mo and Xun Ying were.

"Patriarch, it's time to smash the field." The old cat said cautiously.

"Including thousands of people who claim to be your predecessor, and one who claims to be my uncle's predecessor."