Dead white, a pair of long eyebrows have not been trimmed, a little green beard and stubble on the chin have not been shaved clean, and they have been painted with burgundy red lips. "Although we are from the Ming Realm, but this is not a Ming marriage, okay..."Fa Yan took away the blush on Qingjiang's hand impatiently, and what kind of blush did he wear when he made it like this? In blush, it's more like a ghost bride than a ghost bride, why don't you make a paper doll. Anyway, this is Mingjun's once-in-a-lifetime wedding, and there are still many heavenly elders with heads and faces outside, and Mingjie can't lose any face! Fa Yanbo sighed.

"Hasebe go wash your face and I'll help you put your makeup back on." Then he turned his head and saw the white wedding dress on Zong San's hand, "What's wrong with the wedding dress?" ”

"It's too small to wear Hasebe's hall..."Zong San turned over the wedding dress, and on the back of his blouse were three traces of broken lines.

Oh! The Dharma is thin and caress the forehead...

"Why the hell are you exchanging clothes?" Looking at Hasebe's Fa Yan Bo, I only felt that my head hurt.

"I didn't know that there would be so many Heavenly Realm elders before, Ming Jun is the King of the Ming Realm, I have no reason to let him wear a skirt in front of outsiders..."Hasebe looked at the old elder, he believed that Fa Yan Bo would understand.

Fa Yanbo sighed again, but what else could he do when things happened? He had no choice but to turn around and confess to his three wives:

"You... Cut a little skirt down... Widen that wedding dress for him..."

The three of them hurriedly cut the skirt and widened the wedding dress, Fa Yanbo grabbed Hasebe and threw it to wash his face, and after washing his face, he helped him trim his eyebrows and put on his foundation and paste false eyelashes, a group of people were busy in the bridal lounge, and there was no leisure outside the venue. The elders of the Heavenly Realm had almost arrived, and the chapel was full, and Feibai saw that his master was busy catching up with the Yuding real person, relying on his friendship with the group of sword guards in the Ming Realm, and sneaked into the bridal lounge.

"Brother Yan, I want to see the bride~~" Feibai happily pounced on Fa Yan's thin waist.

Okay, it's his fault for forgetting to set up an enchantment... was pounced on by Feibai, and Fa Yanbo turned around and pulled Feibai up from his waist.

"Huh?" Feibai probe looked at Hasebe, who was halfway through her makeup, and then at the three knives on the other side of the skirt that was getting shorter and shorter, "You guys...?" ”

"The wedding dress company sent the wrong size." He didn't stop saying that he continued to help Hasebe apply foundation, "If you have time, go and help, the three of them don't touch needlework on weekdays." ”

"Uh... You can see that..."Feibai squatted on the ground and watched the twisted stitches and dog-like rags on the wedding dress, and she couldn't see it, she took the needle and thread from Shuzhumaru's hand, "What's the benefit of helping me?" ”

"Compared to the salary of temporary contractors in the lighting industry, I will calculate how much time you have to work." The thin head of the law did not turn.

"Okay." Feibai nodded, but looked at the wedding dress in his hand, which had been dismantled and sewn into caterpillar stitches, "I still need a little cloth." ”

The three of them glanced at each other, the pile of rags under their feet was useless no matter what, and they found that the skirt on everyone's body was already short to the thighs, and if it was shorter, they wouldn't have to go out today.

Fa Yanbo silently took off his shirt and threw it to Feibai, "Use this." ”

Feibai had no choice but to remove the white shirt wordlessly.

Finally, when everything was ready, the most difficult makeup had been done, and Fa Yanbo took Feibai's wedding dress with a changed size.

"Hasebe inhales and closes the lower abdomen! Okay, pull it up..."

Just after helping Hasebe get dressed, the door of the bridal lounge was pushed open again, and the French Zentetsu rushed in with a blue face.

"Brother, go to the door to block it, Ah Xuan has been knocked down by that group of women, Ah Yi is about to be unable to withstand it alone!"

"Women?" Fa Yanbo turned around, "Wait, what did you say happened to Ah Xuan?" ”

"I was poured a whole bottle and poured it in three steps, and I was drunk to death."

"Damn! That's the master of ceremonies! Master of ceremonies! Fa Yanbo screamed directly, but what was even worse was that before he had finished his work, the group of terrible goddesses and fairies had already stepped on high heels and came to the door to knock on the door.

"Flying White!" Pressing down on the smiling face Qingjiang who was about to draw his knife and go out to guard the door, he was busy putting on a wig for Hasebe, and he could only free one finger to the door.

"I don't want it, I can't beat those women!" Feibai screamed, there was a Hun Yuan Niang in it! She's a monk who can win!

"Stop those women and be the master of ceremonies today, and I'll give you double your salary!"

"I..."

"Triple as much!"

"Brother Yan, you can't break your word!" Feibai instantly jumped up from the sofa and rushed out of the bridal lounge with his high heels.

The door slammed shut, and Fa Shishan hurriedly set up his strongest enchantment, and then turned his head to look at the skirts of the three sisters-in-law who were short to their thighs and the naked upper body of their brothers...

"What are you doing? Where are the clothes..."

Qingjiang, whose hair was messy, could only give him a helpless smile.

Despite the rough ride, they overcame all the obstacles to get Hasebe dressed up and handed him over to the bridesmaids who had rearranged themselves to get ready for the show, and the two brothers hurried to the groom's side to assemble. Mingjun looked at the naked Fa Yan Bo strangely, and then looked at Erlang God, whose shirt was also missing.

"Did you two say yes?"

"Did Ah Yangang go to drink too?" Erlang God didn't care, "This shirt's shirt has just been spilled with red wine, is your shirt the same as this seat's hahahaha!" ”

"Uhhh Fa Yanbo wanted to say it, but he couldn't say it in front of this celestial person...

"Then does Ah Shan have to take it off? Otherwise, it is not neat. Mingjun glanced at the French goodness, and the French goodness hugged his shirt tightly as if he was facing a great enemy.

"Don't take it off! Absolutely not taken off! "He is not as good-looking as these two generals, and standing with them as a warlock, he has no chicken at all! And because he couldn't come today, his husbands abused him a lot last night, and now it's full of red marks, so how can he take it off?

"The subordinates are not as good as them, are they waiting to be laughed at and beheaded? I don't take it off! I will never take it off! "The French is good at hugging the shirt, and it has the meaning of living and dying with it.

"Then call Ah Yi in." Mingjun was speechless.

In the end, Duan Yi silently changed clothes with the French style, and the suit that was one inch smaller perfectly outlined his sturdy figure that had been practicing martial arts for many years, and the suit that should have been elegant was inexplicably worn by him with another strange sexiness.

The wedding began, the bride and groom walked into the chapel arm in arm, followed by two rows of groomsmen and bridesmaids in "fancy costumes", the groomsmen did not wear shirts, and the black suits set off the good figures of these men