Mo Siyan looked at a group of handsome old men with their chests and stomachs gathered as if they were in a military parade, and they were still majestic, and suddenly had a little headache.

Excuse me, are you serious?

Instead of going to war, paving a bloody road?

Mo Siyan was just about to say something, when there was a knock on the door, and Mo Siyu stood at the door and opened the door.

Tong Meimei's extremely good-looking face smiled very brightly, and she stuffed a pile of white fabric into his arms, "Oh, I forgot, there is this." ”

With that, she closed the door.

Mo Siyu looked at the white tassel in his arms suspiciously, and couldn't help but wonder what kind of rag is this, "What kind of rag is this?" ”

Fairy Tale reached out and took a piece of it and opened it to see that the eyes of all the big men were about to fall out, Nani?

What is this Nima?

It's like rags.

Mo Simiao also took one, and everyone looked at him in unison.

Ling Tao said, "Third Master, you have the most experience, what kind of poison is this?" ”

Mo Si Miao looked at it carefully, and directly burst into foul language, "! ”

Everyone looked at it and saw what it was.

It's a skirt......

Skirt......

The inside is white lining, but the outer layer is full of white thread tassels, to put it bluntly, it is a white line, but it is quite textured, and the hanging is really outstanding......

It feels like the tassel on the skirt will shake three times when you take a step.

Can this be called a shaking step to give birth to a lotus?

A group of big men have red cloth and floral clothes and pants as the bottom, and they have to add such a riotous tassel short skirt?

"This Nima is poisonous, isn't it?" Mo Simiao covered his face.

"It's too poisonous!" Tong Yu also covered his face.

Mo Siyu: "It's unsightly! ”

Nursery rhyme: "Can't look at it!" ”

Mo Siyan also felt that this situation and this scene were difficult to describe.

However, today he marries a daughter-in-law.

Marry a daughter-in-law is the biggest.

The brothers swore that they would die on this road to settlement, and they would pave a bloody road for him.

So Mo Siyan said calmly, "Do you want to wear it?" ”

Mo Simiao and the others gritted their teeth fiercely, looked at the expectant face of the second master, and finally looked at death as if they were at home, "Wear!" ”

Nima, can you not wear it?

Boom.

Everyone had to grit their teeth and divide these skirts, only to find that there was one missing.

That means that Mo Siyan doesn't need to wear this, Mo Simiao shouted, "Why! ”

Mo Siyu glanced at him, "Nonsense, people are the groom, you are the best man, can this treatment be compared?" ”

In other words, you are the master, and you are a follower at best.

There is no question of justification, only of aura.

Mo Simiao hid her face and wept......

Everyone wants to hide their faces and cry, but after crying, they still have to wear it, what can they do, today is a battlefield without gunsmoke......

After everyone struggled to put on this tasseled skirt, you look at me, I look at you.

I couldn't stop laughing......

This can no longer be described as spicy eyes.

Mo Simiao laughed so much that he collapsed directly on the ground and couldn't get up at all.

Mo Siyan tried to hold back his laughter, "Okay, everyone is ready to prepare, you can go out." ”

Mo Simiao stretched out her hand and gasped with laughter: "Help me up, I can laugh again!" ”

Finally, after the laughter of a group of people eased a little, Mo Siyan opened the door.

Now it was the turn of the people outside the door to laugh so hard that they couldn't straighten their waists, and they almost wanted to roll on the ground.

Mo Simiao didn't laugh now, and clapped his hands seriously, "Be serious, be serious, what about kissing, what are you laughing at, what's so funny!" ”