Excuse me, I'm a heartthrob [Quick Transmigration]

Their common rival in love is wearing a holy white wedding dress. It is said that the wedding dress is inlaid with countless diamonds. It is the wealth of jewels scavenged by the general of the Shura battlefield.

The bride's shy face was covered in a layer of white gauze, her silver hair was coiled up, revealing her slender neck, and a necklace of large gemstones hung from her neck, which seemed to be heavy enough to break her delicate neck.Her eyes are emerald green until you look closely. She has a good face and a slender figure, but she has everything she should be.

She was held by her father Mauro, wearing high heels over ten centimeters, and she walked from the red carpet very movingly. Her father was a short man with a lot of bald hair, and he was smiling so hard that he couldn't see his eyes. His eyebrows and eyes were crowded One place, he may be the future king's father-in-law, how unhappy.

At this end of the aisle, the pastor was waiting.

The bride's hand was changed from Mauro's to Nedland's in black military uniform. Nedland was tall and handsome, and she stood in front of him, as if she was about to suffocate and faint with happiness.Her heart beat faster for a week since the announcement of the wedding.

At this moment, she thought that she was going to suffer from a heart attack and die.Flushed face, red ears, chest tightness, shortness of breath, and pounding heart.Her face was already so shy that it couldn't be more delicate, from her fair neck to her ears, it was all pink of joy.

Ned Land held her hand affectionately, facing forward, the bride shyly even looked at the admiral, couldn't help taking a sneak peek, saw his haughty face, those beautiful facial features, then lowered her head, It seemed to be a dream, she actually married Admiral Yemi Nedland, the dream lover of girls on land, whom the people all over the country were crazy about.

In front of the two of them, with his hands on the Bible, the pastor said to the newlyweds: "The Lord God made him sleep, and he fell asleep. So he took one of his ribs and closed the flesh again. The Lord God made a woman out of the rib which he had taken from the man, and brought her to the man. The man said, "This is bone of my bones and flesh of my flesh; you may call her a woman, for she was born from Taken out of the man.' Therefore, a man will leave his father and mother and be joined to his wife, and the two will become one flesh. Then the husband and wife will be naked and will not be ashamed." (Excerpt from Genesis 2, 21-25 )

"Admiral Yemi Netherlands Hilstrand, would you like to marry Miss Anna Mauro De Rossi?"

Nedland nodded, lifted the veil under the "I do" from both sides, and kissed Anna on the mouth.The bride was very shy, and the guests made a fuss. She hadn't indulged in the kiss, and the ritual kiss was over soon.But she was still full of spring breeze, nestling in the arms of Admiral Netherlands like a bird.

Colorful fireworks and holy white roses fell and sprinkled on her and Nedland.

She imagined that there would be a beautiful night worth remembering for life. She imagined thousands of different kinds, but she never imagined that there was such a kind that she would never forget.

Netherlands and the bride got into the car, and the car was driving in the direction of their new house tonight, but it was only a short 10-minute journey.

Helping the bride out of the car, followed closely by the guests on foot or in the car, making noise or applauding, Nedland hugged the bride who was standing on the ground. In front of the admiral's strong chest.

Netherlands drank countless glasses of tequila or whiskey before entering the new house.When the guests handed over a glass of transparent or purple wine, Ned Land drank it without any doubts. His complexion was not easy to show the color of wine, but tonight, there was a bright light. color.

When he was staggered back to the new house with the support of his subordinates, the subordinates avoided the bridegroom's daughter's moment tonight. Nedland maintained his sanity in the drunkenness, arranged his clothes, and knocked on the door. He knocked on the door to show his return, and pushed the door open.

The bride was lying on the ground, and when he got closer, he saw a pool of blood on the ground, and the white wedding dress was covered with blood, which was shocking.

The bride opened her eyes, panting weakly, but could not make a sound from her throat, and looked behind him in horror.

The gun touched the back of his waist, and at the same time, it seemed that something had shot into his body.Netherlands knew who was behind him without turning his head.His last thought at this moment, are all his subordinates idiots?He just hasn't found out that Monty's power and ambition have touched his heart.

Ned Land fell to the ground, staring at the face at a distance of more than 1.8 meters, looking down at him.

His body was paralyzed from the waist, as if he had been injected with an anesthetic, which made his upper body unable to move. From his neck to his hands, they fell to the ground weakly. His black hair was just like his master. Poured over a rustic brown wooden plank.

The person in front of him has more than one face, or even two, three, or ten faces, overlapping or splitting back and forth.

Monty's gray eyes focused on Netherland lying on the ground and making a weak voice.His white face looked fragile on the dark brown ground.His black hair was scattered on the cold ground, his red lips were slightly parted, and his uncomfortable feeling made him close his eyes from time to time.

When he opened it again, there was no sense of focus in his black eyes, and the black military uniform cinched his waist slenderly, as if he did not look like a brutal soldier, but a prisoner who lacked discipline.The legs were slender and lying on the ground, the knee of one leg was slightly bent, and the numbness had already begun to spread to his legs.

He shook his leg lightly and uncontrollably, then trembled all over, and a hand lightly rested on his leg.

"What are you afraid of?"

It was as if the voice of hell sounded right in front of him. The 19-year-old boy looked at his face and slowly moved his hand above him. He trembled and almost cried out.

Garcia was expressionless and calm.

And not far away is the bride who was lying on the ground and stabbed a few times, her white wedding dress seemed to be dyed red for tonight, she opened and closed her eyes weakly, unable to believe what was in front of her and what was about to happen.

Garcia slowly lowered his body, licking Ye Mi's eyes delicately with his bright red tongue, Ye Mi's eyelashes were trembling, and his gray pupils were watching him very closely, "You should remember tonight, shouldn't you, Bridegroom officer."

"You know what you're doing?" the admiral reprimanded.

Monty's eyes turned into scarlet, and his eyes drooped down. He caressed Nedland's chin and turned it over fiercely, "I just want you to look me in the face. Is it that difficult, admiral?"

Nedland's body was numb, and he could only be forced to turn his face away to look at those red eyes. Nedland could only warn him in a hoarse voice before he made a mistake: "It's too late to stop now, I will forgive you .”

"You have no right to order me. I am the son of the king, Prince Poseidon." Monty pulled up his skirt, Netherland's eyes were black, and his hair slipped around, revealing his pale forehead.

"Yes, you are. Your Highness, how do you want to play with me?" Nedland's eyes reflected his face moved by jealousy and resentment, Monty adjusted and suppressed his revealing expression.

"Use your mouth." Monty swept his face coldly.

"If I don't make sure, I'll bite it off." Nedland's sneer made De Monti feel ironic.

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Netherland was lying on the ground. He thought he would be bound only to court-martial or captured into the hands of the enemy, but he was tied up by his brother, on the night of the wedding.He was lying on the ground with his hands tied behind his back. The binding technique was very professional. He was exhausted, whether it was because of the medicine or what happened just now.

His eyes became weak and blurred, and Monty tugged at his black hair, "How does the admiral feel?"

Ye Mi closed her eyes with an extremely forbearing expression.

Monty lowered his head, and gently opened and closed his teeth at the superior carotid artery. Nedland's panting voice was next to his ears, "It's never been more pleasant, comfortable, and attractive, isn't it, Admiral?" His fingers brushed across the admiral's eyes, eyebrows, and lightly across his smooth forehead and black hair.

The drooping gray eyes, the lashes like small brushes, brushed roughly across his snow-white face.It was a pale face. "If you have a gun in your hand, it will definitely kill you."

Then he leaned close to the back of his neck, pinched the back of his neck, and bit the outline of his ear from top to bottom with silver teeth thinly and neatly: "Then kill me with your body,"

Grabbing his too long black hair and forcing him to open his eyes, the black eyes were in the fundus, he was satisfied. "Kill me without mercy."

Netherlands turned his head away, but Monty bent down, his gray hair fell around his eyes, blocking his vision:

"Will a man get pregnant? If so, I am reluctant to give birth to a child for me. Giving birth is such a painful thing. So I will clean the back of the general. Brother, are you right?"

The tip of his tongue licked his pupils that were about to slacken, and when he heard Netherland swear a curse word, Monty smiled smugly.

The unfortunate bride was still lying not far away, not daring to make a sound, bleeding from her body, desperate, praying to live.

Monty didn't even untie his clothes just now, but now he tidied him up a bit. In Ye Mi's sight, Monty stroked the black hair covering his eyes, and carefully combed his hair. He looks serious as if he is a lover, his eyes are full of passion and possessive darkness.