The wedding is coming to an end.

A drama ignited the climax, and the master of ceremonies said: "Licheng, please ask the groom to lift the hijab for the bride." ”

As soon as these words fell, Wen Queyu immediately nervously clenched the new Chinese-style bouquet in his hand.

Qi Zhaowei picked up the Ruyi scale, suppressed the affection of turning over the river and the sea, and gently and slowly, picked up the red hijab.

Suddenly, the audience boiled and cheered.

Ma You took the lead in coaxing, "Kiss one!" Kiss one! ”

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