(Girls' Literature) She was about to think about it, and Nalan Yizhi next to her suddenly smiled: "Why, Shang'er doesn't dare?" Or do you have a crooked mind, but you just want to bring your nephew to the church, how can it be difficult? ”

He suddenly saw that the little pig on the side was sleeping soundly, and he couldn't help but snor, and suddenly the smile on the corner of his lips was even more obvious.

"Is it possible, do you want to marry this cute little pig?"

Hey—

Wu Xiaonuan suddenly jumped up. Don't think about it, she naturally chose the latter, since Dongliu has this custom, it is good to follow the customs, and think about these things.

Since she didn't think about it, was she just visiting the church?

Wu Xiaonuan thought like this, suppressed the weirdness in her heart, and smiled.

"Okay."

The man turned around suddenly, took off his coat carelessly, and suddenly flashed into Wu Xiaonuan's eyes.

Leaning on it, there is still preparation for this.

Wu Xiaonuan raised her eyes and saw that there was a coat inside Nalan Yizhi, which was actually a fiery red, which made the man more and more beautiful, and he couldn't help but feel a little more happy in the face of the rough decoration of this happy hall.

Wu Xiaonuan actually felt that her heartbeat was a little faster.

Really, this feeling made her wonder very much, but she didn't expect that it was just a fake chapel, and she really had a heartbeat.

It's amazing.

I felt that the woman's face was suddenly covered with redness at some point, and at the moment when Wu Xiaonuan looked sideways, she inadvertently saw the corners of the man's shallow but slightly hooked lips.

It actually feels like this obviously fake wedding has a real feeling, as if the two of them are not acting.

It's weird.

"Worship heaven and earth."

Suddenly, I heard Xi Niang say such a thing.

The man's figure was only slightly moved, his expression was stable, elegant and calm, Wu Xiaonuan was stunned for a moment, was dragged by the man, and couldn't help but bow.

"Two worship the high hall."

Wu Xiaonuan was surprised for a second, but he listened to Nalan Yizhi on the side and smiled: "No, it's better for you to worship me." ”

If Nalan Yizhi didn't worship with Wu Xiaonuan now, it would naturally be reasonable to worship Nalan Yizhi now, because he was originally Nalan Wushuang's imperial uncle, and he was a generation older, so he should naturally worship.

But now.

Wu Xiaonuan thinks, Ya, why do you feel this situation now, so, so weird?

Phew—

Wu Xiaonuan glanced at him.

Damn, this is called a magic horse logic.

The man smiled suddenly, and said to the bride on the side: "Save this step, let's continue." ”

Xi Niang saw Nalan Yizhi smiling and said this to her, and couldn't help but be stunned for a moment, but she didn't expect that King Xiaoyao would be so good-looking if he smiled gently.

Feeling her distraction, Xi Niang suddenly came to her senses and continued to talk about the following etiquette.

"Husband and wife."

The man's lips suddenly hooked, and his eyebrows and eyes were full of smiles.

Infinity was amazed for a few seconds.

Obviously, the man didn't be a magic horse, but for Mao, she always felt as if she had fallen into a pit that someone had already calculated?

Looking at the man again, he is obviously peaceful and stable, and his demeanor is also calm, it is clear that he is just marrying on behalf of him, and there is no other way?

Sure enough, my own ideas are too obscene?

Wu Xiao warmed his heart and heard the voice of the man's prompt: "What is the little merchant still stunned?" ”

"Could it be that you are cowardly?"

Naturally not.

Wu Xiaonuan pouted, looked at him defiantly, and suddenly, pulled the red silk and bowed down.