"What do you two say? Say so long! ”

"Yes! Leave us guests aside, and you really don't care, groom. ”

"Send out red envelopes and drink a glass of wine."

"Let's find out if the red envelope is hidden on the bride." There is a custom in local marriage, which will hide red envelopes in some ambiguous places on the bride's body, but not for the person who is making trouble in the new house to find it, but for the groom to find it.

However, because of Zhou Wenbin's connivance, people who originally had no courage and didn't dare to make too much trouble gradually became bolder.

Zhou Wenbin's friends looked at Sikong Jing with obscene eyes, as if they were surprised that although the bride was not good-looking, she had a good figure that hooked the soul.

"The bride is in good shape!" Someone laughed.

Nie Wei turned around, smiling sweetly with innocence and pride between her eyebrows, "Of course! My sister's figure is so good, and the teachers in the art department of our school want my sister to be a mannequin! ”

These words were like cold water poured into a pan of oil, and the whole new house exploded.

The mannequin has to be stripped naked, and the image makes people nosebleed just thinking about it.

Some people whistled excitedly, some people squeezed forward, and even people who were not interested in making new houses outside came in to join in the fun out of curiosity.

The new house was overcrowded, crowded with people, and even the new bed on which Sikong sat down climbed up with a lot of lewd men. In the midst of the coaxing, I don't know who shouted, "Take off your clothes, let's see what the figure of a mannequin looks like!" ”

The crowd was noisy, and others didn't find out who said the first sentence, but Sikong Jing, who was closest to Nie Wei, had been paying attention to her, but he could see it clearly. Although the sentence just now was a man's voice, it actually came from Nie Wei's mouth.

Sure enough, it was her!

Sikong Jing was so impressed by this sentence that he couldn't forget it until he died. It's like a switch, a switch that turns humans into beasts.

Nie Wei's words ignited everyone's emotions, and those men who originally looked like dogs were like undressed beasts in the frenzy, lewd and obscene in a hurry.

The one-meter-eight bed was instantly crowded with people, and Nie Wei took the opportunity to get out. Unexpectedly, as soon as he turned around, his back clothes were grabbed by someone, and before he could react, he slipped and fell into the crowd.

And Sikong Jing took advantage of the cushioning force of Nie Wei's fall, and took the opportunity to take a step back and hide in the bathroom attached to the master bedroom.

This is the retreat that Nie Wei prepared for herself, in her previous life, she hid in the bathroom, and watched Sikong Jing being insulted and destroyed through the crack in the door.

Suddenly, the messy groping pig hands pounced, and their hands were rubbing and pinching everywhere. Even nauseously drilled in, Nie Wei's brain went blank, and she was awakened by a "tearing" sound in a stunned state.

The collar of the jacket was torn apart at once, revealing a large area of skin.

"Whew!!!"

Some people howled wolf excitedly, and some people took off their clothes on the spot, revealing their fat and greasy bodies.

The men in the entire room were in a frenzy, revealing their ugliest side.

Nie Wei finally reacted, screaming desperately and struggling. But the more she struggled, the more excited those people became, and in a moment Nie Wei's clothes were torn, and groping pig hands were disgusting and groping everywhere on her.

The wedding attendant with the camera stood in the corner of the room in a daze, the camera pointing at the bed and forgetting to move.

Zhou Wenbin, who was watching coldly, realized that Sikong Jing was replaced by Nie Wei, and he almost fainted in anger. Desperately squeezed into the crowd, shouting to save Nie Wei. But his little strength is not enough to see at all.

In the bathroom, Sikong Jing leaned weakly against the door, closed his eyes slightly, and calmed his nervous and rapid heartbeat. The scene from her previous life appeared in front of her eyes again, the scene that made her suffer for countless days and nights.

She couldn't tell what it was like in her heart, she didn't have the joy after revenge, and she was just sad. She lived to be twenty-nine years old in her last life, and she didn't even have the heart to take revenge, so all she could do was endure it silently.

It was the first time she had done it for herself.