Dressing someone else's wedding dress?

Or another man.

Tang Wan was really resisting from the bottom of her heart to her pores.

If she really wants to wear a wedding dress, she only wants to be Si Nanyuan alone.

But so many people's lives are at stake, and even if she is not the Virgin, there is no way to completely ignore it.

Tang Wan's angry teeth are itching!

This brute threatens her with this again!

If she hadn't been able to beat him, she would have grabbed him by the collar and pressed his head, full of evil and terrible thoughts, to the floor!

Let his face rub the floor repeatedly!

But the focus is ...... Can't beat ......

NND！

Tang Wan clenched her hands into fists, staring at this thin dead man who was about to catch up with the skeleton.

But the more resentful Tang Wan's expression was, the more obvious the smile on the corner of Mr. Mo's lips.

He put down his arms around him, and with the smile that made Tang Wan's back cold, he approached Tang Wan step by step.

"Miss Tang, you say, how is this good?"

“……”

Tang Wan subconsciously retreated, but before she could take a few steps back, her back was stuck on the fitting mirror.

A cold touch made her shiver.

In a trance, she suddenly had a delusion.

I am like a fish to be slaughtered, and the mirror behind me is a chopping board.

And the sight of the man in front of him was the invisible but sharp enough knife.

There is no way back.

The thin face was getting closer.

Tang Wan's heartbeat missed half a beat because of nervousness, and an inexplicable feeling suddenly appeared in his mind - déjà vu.

This face...... She seems to have seen it somewhere.

This man is just too thin, and his whole face is a little out of shape.

But these facial features, she just felt a little familiar inexplicably.

Where have you seen it?

"What? Addicted to my handsomeness so quickly? ”

“…… You think too much, my man ...... "People are much more handsome than you......

The corners of Tang Wan's mouth twitched, and she went back without thinking about it.

But halfway through the words, she realized that she was a little too casual, so she swallowed the second half of the sentence and left it to herself.

After all, with the current distance between her and this man, if she really angers this man, she will be killed in a minute.

Even if she doesn't kill her, she's definitely not going to be happy.

Fortunately, the man in front of him didn't seem to be angry because of her directness.

But not only was he not angry, but he also chuckled abnormally.

Mood...... Seems not bad.

Tang Wan was a little confused.

What's going on?

Although she didn't have much contact with this man, she felt that this man was not the kind of person who would like to be belittled.

Could it be that this man has some quirk of shaking M that she didn't see?

The more she hurts him, the happier he becomes?

Tang Wan's eyes were too pure, and this confusion and confusion came too suddenly.

So much so that although Mr. Mo didn't know what her emotional changes were for, he also knew that this was an opportunity.

Mr. Mo immediately stepped forward, holding the mirror behind Tang Wan with one hand, trapping Tang Wan between him and the mirror.

Although there was no physical contact, the aura exuded from his body was enough to envelop Tang Wan firmly.

"What? Jealous? Regretted it? ”

“……”

"If you're willing, I might as well consider kicking off that replacement, leaving you alone."

“……”

"So this wedding dress ......"

"Boom—"

Before Mr. Mo could finish his words, he was interrupted by a dull but deafening thunderclap.