Wedding Dress (GL)

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The Nangong family has always been unhappy, and getting married is a major event in this century-old family. They wish to attract the attention of the world, and even the emperor and his elders are invited to be guests.All in all, it was Haohao who sent out invitations all over the place, and even her ignorant side asked someone to send such an invitation.

Xia Qinghan pinched a thin paper, and finally couldn't suppress the desire to take another look at Yan Ran in her heart, hesitated, and went to the banquet.

The day of the banquet was the beginning of September.

The Nangong family's house was brightly lit and full of voices.Xia Qinghan was standing on the high eaves, using the night to cover up her figure.

The bride has not yet entered the door, so she needs to wait a moment.

Xia Qinghan listened to the few words on the field, and pieced together a story of the two people from acquaintance, to encounter, to getting to know each other.It is just an ordinary story in Jianghu teahouses. A young handsome man rides a horse for an outing, encounters a rough road, and rescues him out of righteousness. After being rescued, he sees a beautiful woman, and falls in love at first sight.And the woman who was rescued, although it is not said that she promised her with her body immediately, but she will inevitably have a lot of affection for the gentle and handsome hero every day. Turnaround, in the end lovers will eventually get married.

Even Xia Qinghan couldn't help feeling clichéd, and showed a bitter smile noncommittally.

Standing on a high place, Xia Qinghan quietly watched the third son of the Nangong family who was standing upright, and was in a daze for a moment.She remembered that during the time when she was closest to her, she often made jokes about this kind of dude, who either put on oily hair and noodles, or commented on his fists and feet, saying that they were all flamboyant fists and embroidered legs... A bowl of Wangyou soup, forgetting the past and the past. Forget about these words...

Xia Qinghan sighed inaudibly.

The style of the Nangong family is rigorous. I don't know if Yan Ran, who is restrained, will feel uncomfortable from now on? Maybe it's because I worry too much. I have the third son of the Nangong family to take care of me, so I don't think there will be any troubles... It's just that this person is really out of character. Others can't keep accommodating, so don't cause any troubles that are hard to deal with...

While thinking wildly, there was a burst of bamboo guns bang, someone moved his dantian, and chanted a long distance three miles away.The whole neighborhood was lit up with lanterns at the same time, the flames were so bright that the night was like day.At the intersection of the street, the welcoming team finally showed up. The big man who resisted the sedan chair was obviously good at light kungfu, with his toes pointing, he jumped a hundred meters across, but the sedan chair was as stable as a rock, without the slightest wobble. After a while, he carried the sedan chair to the door.Sharp-eyed told the origin of the bearer, but it was the four sparrows from Nanshan, and immediately there was an uproar.They all praised that this wedding reception was really a grand occasion, after all, the century-old family has a rich family background.Besides, among the nine sects, seven factions have already been reached on the surface, and the leaders and nobles are too busy to withdraw, so they only ask someone to send a heavy gift to congratulate them.In addition, all sects that deserved their names also sent people over, and the front of Nangong's house was full of people, which was very lively.

When the bride arrives, the groom is there to meet her.

The third son of the Nangong family smiled and bent down to invite the bride.As soon as that little shadow in red came into view, the heart of Xia Qinghan, who was watching from a distance, trembled. The restraint and self-control of the past two years almost collapsed.Although her sect is a widow and shuns the world, she is mostly indifferent when it comes to love and love, and she doesn't like to marry, but in the past when the love was really lingering, it's not like Xia Qinghan didn't think about what Yan Ran would look like when she wore the wedding dress.At this moment, she was fortunate enough to see it clearly, but she felt that the color of her body was so hot that her eyes were blurred and she was on the verge of tears.After staring at it for a while, he pressed the urge to lift the hijab.After all, the emotional ups and downs were too great, the infuriating energy in his chest caused a burst of pain, Xia Qinghan was afraid that he would think otherwise, so he could only lower his eyes, avoid the couple who were crowded in the center, and read every word in his heart The method mediates the infuriating energy to appease the mood.

The sound of praying to the sky and the earth sounded in my ears, and Xia Qinghan became dazed again somehow, thinking of Yan Ran's annoyed look, of her sitting by the window, grabbing her pen, smiling, and of her wrapping her hands behind her. My own neck looks so tender yet pitiful... Shensi escaped from the memories, and then stared at it, her parents worshiped all over the world, and it was the third worship, the two of them offset each other, their deep affection need not be expressed, and then , the groom entered the cave with the bride under the watchful eyes of everyone, and there were only martial artists who enjoyed a good drink and exchanged cups.

Xia Qinghan stood blankly on the roof, hesitating for a while, and finally couldn't stop the thought in her heart, and went to the back to look for Yan Ran, thinking about it from a distance, and took one last look at her.

One last glance... After this one glance, there is nothing to do with each other...

The groom had already come out again at this time, and had a drink with all the honored guests at the table. It should be a round of drinking before he could go in to make a ceremony. Right now, she should be the only one left in the room...

Xia Qinghan closed her eyes, restrained all her emotions, and moved to the attic that was decorated with lights and festoons, but seemed extremely quiet amidst the noise.

The attic occupies a huge area, with a total of five floors. The door is half-closed. Unexpectedly, let alone the defense outside the door, there is not even a maid who sweeps and waits inside the pavilion.Xia Qinghan wandered around but couldn't find the main room with the red Double Happiness affixed to it, and he didn't know where he made a mistake. While he was still hesitating, he caught a smoldering color around the corner from the corner of his eyes.Before she hesitated, ghosts and gods followed far behind.

Come closer.

a little closer.

As if he could touch the corner of his clothes with a single hand, the crimson figure suddenly stopped, as if aware of something, stood still for a while, but did not turn around.

Xia Qinghan breathed a sigh of relief, but her heart was empty, as if she was expecting something.

Followed to the boudoir, Yan Ran sat in front of the dressing table, looking from Xia Qinghan's angle, she could see Yan Ran's seven-pointed face clearly with the mirrors lined up all around. With a little bit of Fendai, under this strong color, the plain face is set off without a trace of blood, pale and haggard.

It seemed that the owner of the face finally realized this from the mirror, stretched out his hand to caress his cheeks, and began to draw on his eyebrows, with some strong colors that seemed to be burnt out of thin air.As a result, that pale face finally had a tinge of color, and after a sip of lip balm, the eyebrows and eyes were extremely bright, charming and vivid.

Yan Ran carried Xia Qinghan on her back.

Xia Qinghan could only look at her through the ingenious angle of the mirror... Yan Ran with such makeup made Xia Qinghan's breath suffocate, even in the most intimate time, she had never seen Yan Ran like this.Strange and familiar.

Yan Ran pulled out the jade hairpin in his hair, pulled it back and inserted a wooden hairpin again, the way he pulled the hairpin before was really complicated, Yan Ran didn't seem to be able to restore it to the original, so he could only temporarily pull up a bun with jerky techniques, and forcefully inserted it. wooden hairpin.Xia Qinghan was struck by lightning immediately, and forgot to hide her figure, and took a step back—but knocked off the other jewelry boxes at hand, making a series of crisp sounds.

Yan Ran turned around at this moment and smiled at her, knowing that she was there, she smiled and said: "I saw you again..."

Yan Ran stood up and took a step towards Xia Qinghan, frowned and thought for a moment, then said distressedly: "I seem to know you?"

Seeing that Xia Qinghan was in a trance and didn't answer, he took a few steps forward and stood in front of her.Stretching out his hand to touch her eyebrows, he said in a ignorant manner: "I've seen these eyebrows before, and they haven't changed. I've dreamed about these eyes, and the dreams are so heartless..." He moved his hand down, and tapped on Xia Qinghan's lips , with a charming upward hook at the tip of her eyes, she completed the transformation from a girl to a woman. She smiled softly: "This lip... I have tasted it myself... the taste is sometimes sweet and sometimes bitter, which is unforgettable. ."

"So---- who are you to me?" Yan Ran held Xia Qinghan's cheeks, and sighed quietly: "Lover? Or... enemy? It's very distressing."

Seeing that Xia Qinghan was still in a trance, Yan Ran was not surprised. She climbed up to Xia Qinghan's neck, with only a thin line between her lips, so fragrant, but seeing that Xia Qinghan was still sticking like a wooden man, she immediately giggled and kissed her.

This kiss was in full swing and suffocating. Yan Ran's hand traveled from Xia Qinghan's shoulder bones to his waist, caressing Xia Qinghan's thin and protruding spine, and bit her lip gently, and immediately, his lips and Lip separation. 40/43 First page Previous page 383940414243 Next page Last page