Hearing this, Beichen Shaoting's brows furrowed slightly, and he looked at her with puzzled eyes. ～.#！ Small? Said the net.

"I want to feel that feeling......" Mo Qianqian smiled as she took the red hijab.

She was afraid that she would not be able to carry the ...... of marrying him

So, before that, she wanted to feel it...... What it feels like to be married to him.

Then, she put the red hijab on her head, and waited quietly.

Beichen Shaoting pursed his lips and looked at her, silent...... There was no intention of lifting the hijab.

"Lift it again at the wedding!" He was merciless and rejected her request!

He's already promised...... With this kind of Chinese-style wedding with her, what else is she in a hurry about?

"Will you lift it now...... Just go for a while! Seeing that he refused, Mo Qianqian coquettishly reached out and grabbed his big hand and shook it......

She wanted to feel it now...... What it feels like to be a bride.

"Please......" Mo Qianqian said helplessly......

Finally, after she opened her mouth to beg him, Beichen Shaoting finally made a move.

He raised his hand and lifted the red hijab from her head......

Mo Qianqian's face was full of sweet smiles......

A touch of emotion flashed on Leng Yi's face.

"Isn't it time to go into the cave room?!" He asked with a wicked smile on his lips.

The hijab has been lifted, isn't it time to enter the cave room for the next process?!

Mo Qianqian's body stiffened for a moment, and then she laughed dryly, subconsciously wanting to escape......

But at the moment of taking a step, he was hugged by Beichen Shaoting's backhand, and then hugged him horizontally!

"No, no, no! It's still lit up now...... "Mo Qianqian hammered his chest in panic!

Beichen Shaoting doesn't care!

"Close the curtains and it's dark!"

"......" Mo Qianqian was speechless for a while, and sure enough, her logical thinking, ordinary people like her can't keep up.

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In the evening, because of the temporary change in the style of the wedding, Ning Ziqi was busy for the new wedding ceremony, and Mo Qianqian and Beichen Shaoting were also called for reference.

"Is this sedan chair good-looking?" Ning Ziqi took a picture of a red sedan chair and asked Mo Qianqian.

"Well, it's pretty good." Mo Qianqian nodded hurriedly.

"It's better to be this one, this one looks a little more luxurious and sophisticated!" Ning Ziqi was a little dissatisfied and found another picture.

"I think it's all good." Mo Qianqian nodded without any position.

"Then this one!" Ning Ziqi finally finalized the style of the sedan chair.

"Once the bride's sedan chair has been chosen, the groom's horse is free...... Anyway, the horses all look the same. Ning Ziqi continued.

"......" Beichen Shaoting stood aside, looking at the busy mother-in-law and daughter-in-law, his face was like ashes.

No matter how he looks at it, he thinks that this mother-in-law and daughter-in-law are ...... In the pit for him?

How can a mother teach her daughter-in-law to pit her son?

For this wedding, Beichen Shaoting has no expectations...... Anyway, he believed that the wedding made by her mother would definitely not satisfy him.

But Mo Qianqian's girl is very compatible with his mother.

Thinking about it, he turned away boredly......

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Ning Ziqi and Mo Qianqian discussed for a long time, and the process of the wedding was also discussed similarly, but Mo Qianqian's face was a little bad......

Her hands and feet...... It gradually became cold.

Mo Qianqian bit his lip, and his expression began to become a little flustered......