Su Ying whispered, and Ye Feibai pressed her whole body against the wall, and he shackled her tightly, making her unable to move. Ye made a heavy bite on her lips, he seemed to treat her lips as a bite of delicious meat, and repeatedly ravaged her delicate lips.

Su Ying snorted, he kissed so fiercely, will she still see people tomorrow!

Su Ying finally stretched out her hand, and was about to punch him.

Ye Feibai seemed to know her next move, and her big palm quickly wrapped her hand.

Ye Feibai's warm lips rubbed Su Ying's lips for a while, and she felt that Su Ying was so angry that she reluctantly left her seductive lips, and his ambiguous breath was on her face. Hang around: "Smelly girl, you know to bully this king"

"You are turning black and white again!" Su Ying was once again successfully **** off by him!

The room was very quiet, except for their messy gasps.

Ye Feibai rubbed her face: "Well, the king of Japan will come to marry you in a few minutes, and then I will settle this account with you!"

"you……"

Ye Feibai disappeared ghostly without waiting for her to speak.

Su Ying only felt that she was holding her throat in one breath, unable to spit out and swallow, she thought she really wanted to settle this account with him!

The wedding date came in a blink of an eye. Before dawn, Su Ying was pulled up from the bed by Green Mark: "Miss, Miss, you will wake up soon. Today is your good day, how can you still fall asleep? "

After Su Ying was served and familiarized by Lu Hen, she sat in front of the dressing table, Xi Niang combed her hair, and while combing her hair, she said loudly: "One comb to the end; two combs our girl's white hair and her eyebrows; three combs the girl. Children and grandchildren are all over the ground; four-comb masters do good fortune and meet nobles on the way out; five-combs and five sons to accept the contract, five silver bamboo shoots are all available; six-comb friends and relatives come to celebrate, fragrant boudoirs dye the mirror with rouge; seven-comb and seven sisters Go down to the world with Dong Yong, the magpie bridge viaduct is light and flat; eight combs and eight immortals come to celebrate birthday, Baoya and Chuanliandao travel abroad; nine combs and nine sons have everything in sequence; ten combs for couples and old people are white."

After Xi Niang combed her hair, she smeared some light-smelling hair oil on her hair, twisted her long black hair carefully, and rolled it up into a complicated bun. Then he chased a lot of jewelry on her hair, almost bending her neck.

Su Ying's hair was tingling, and she wanted to remove some of it with her hands. Xi Niang held her hand tightly: "Second Miss, this can't be done, this can't be done!"

Su Ying couldn't, she could only continue to sit and watch Xi Niang puff layers of powder on her face.

The whole room was shining red, and there was so much excitement outside. Su Ying was suddenly in a daze. Is this just going to be married.

Xi Niang tossed her for a long time before accepting the pen with satisfaction. Su Ying looked at the other one in the mirror and looked strange.

In the mirror, she was wearing a fire-red wedding gown, with heavy makeup, her face was smeared with thick powder so that her original appearance was almost invisible, and her head was jeweled. Su Ying couldn't help laughing as she looked at that "she" .

Luhen standing by the side looked at Su Ying's proud face: "Miss, you are so beautiful!"

Su Ying curled her lips slightly: "This look can still be said to be beautiful, Luhen, you flatter me too much!"

"Originally, the young lady is the most beautiful woman no matter what she looks like."

Xi Niang smiled and put the scarlet hijab on her head: "Princess Huai is the most beautiful bride I have ever seen."

Su Ying was suddenly blurred, and only a large patch of red appeared before her eyes.

It's incredible, she just married like this.

Su Ying was surrounded by Xi Niang and a lot of maids and walked to the door. Su Linfeng seemed a little bit reluctant, and said a few words to her: "Ying'er, you must take care from now on."

"Yes, daddy."

This dad ignored her when she was young.

Sometimes Su Ying couldn't see through this person, occasionally pedantic, occasionally shrewd, but at this moment what he said was very sincere, which made people feel warm.

Su Ying was carried into the sedan chair. This sedan chair was very luxurious, with silky red silk cloth hanging in it. The silk cloth was embroidered with various delicate patterns with gold threads.

The cushion is soft, and Su Ying sits very comfortably.

The sedan chair was carried and walked forward swayingly. The red in front of her was vague, and Su Ying was in a trance for a moment. She didn't know if she had chosen a person like this.

But at least this person is still willing to treat her well now, willing to take care of her.

There were many thoughts in Su Ying's mind, and suddenly there was a crackling sound outside, this is the Huai Palace.

The sedan chair stopped quickly, and there were festive drums around, the curtain was opened, Xi Niang stepped forward and helped her out of the sedan chair.

Su Ying stood on the soft carpet.

She was covered with a red hijab, and there was a red light in front of her and nothing could be seen, except for the thick red carpet on the ground and the red vamp embroidered with dragons and phoenix.

Xi Niang handed one end of the red silk to Su Ying, leading her all the way to the front hall.

At this time, the sound of firecrackers was deafening.

Su Ying was led by the red silk as she walked forward along the red carpet. The noise around her was too noisy, making her a little dizzy.

When Su Ying walked to the entrance of the hall, she stopped in front of her. She heard Xi Niang say auspicious words to people: "Master, the bride is here, congratulations."

The red silk was handed to Ye Feibai by Xi Niang. Su Ying could not see Ye Feibai’s expression at this time, but she walked closer and saw his slender white hand, tightly holding the other end of the red silk, With some effort, the blue veins on the back of his hand burst slightly.

"Ying'er." Ye Feibai pulled the red silk tightly, looking at the woman wearing a red wedding gown with a hijab on her head, her heart throbbing a little more inexplicably.

Su Ying heard Ye Feibai's voice, and there was uncontrollable excitement in his voice.

Ouyang Liuyun stood next to Ye Feibai, with a calm expression on his lips, with a narrow smile: "Feibai, stay a little longer, don’t see your soul!"

"To shut up!"

"Oh, how can you be so fierce in the big happy days? See how I will make trouble in your bridal chamber later!"

Ye Feibai was not afraid, and smiled coolly: "You can try it."

Ouyang Liuyun gave a dry smile: "It's just talking."

The corners of Su Ying's lips curled up slightly, and he was led inside.

When the two walked to the center of the hall, they heard a loud praise from the praiser: "Good time is here."

Su Ying is supported by Xi Niang and salutes Ye Feibai.

One worships heaven and earth, two worships Gaotang, husband and wife worship.

Finally, the praiser’s "Li Cheng."

Sitting in the sedan chair just now, Su Ying didn't feel it yet. Now that she sits down with a series of actions, Su Ying just feels tired.

There were four layers inside and outside of her wedding gown. It was heavy and breathless, and her head was full of jewelry. Su Ying only felt that she was about to be crushed by these things.