Vol 2 Chapter 4944: My lady, I am petting (2)
Chapter 4944 My Lady, I am petting (2)
The inner hall of the magic hall, the thoughts are thousands, and carefully look at the men in front of them.
Listening to a man's mellow and low-pitched voice, there is no half-emotion, but it reveals an imposing manner: "What is the relationship between me and the woman, what do you do with me? Why do I need to prove it to you?"
The hall of the magic hall is cold.
Since she became the magician.
I haven’t met it for a long time, and some people dare to scream with her.
She was cold-eyed and stared at the seemingly innocent face of Di Mo Xuan. The voice was low and low: "Today, it is the marriage ceremony between the temple and the emperor, she... seduce the emperor, and let the emperor be her In public, I regret the marriage of the temple."
"Now, you ran out and said that you are her husband, this temple asks you for a certificate, what is wrong?"
Men do not have much emotion in their faces.
At this point, it is similar to the expressionless groom on the side of the body.
The magic hall sinks for a moment, and continues: "If you are her husband, then ... should also stand on the side of the temple, ask her how she is hooked up with the emperor!"
The twilight of the emperor's black and blue, with the words of the woman, became a little bit sharper.
The temple thought that he was angry because of her words.
Leng Yanhong's lips did not consciously evoke a smile of self-satisfaction.
Can be the next moment...
Seeing a man carrying a girl, in an absolutely protective posture, he circled it in his arms, his eyes condensed in the condensed demon hall, the words are cold: "I can't look down on your own groom, it's your incompetence, don't take your incompetence. I blame my mother."
He whispered, and then said: "You said that my lady seduce the groom, you give evidence."
inability……
These two words are deeply rooted in the mind of the magic hall.
On the spot of the marriage ceremony, the groom regretted marriage.
This is not just a question of the groom alone.
The bride... did fail.
The temple did not speak.
Emperor Mo Xuan smiled and smiled at the groom's official. The meaning of the song was a bit ridiculed: "Last..."
"Because I am her husband, no matter what, I will stand by her unconditionally."
"And, I believe her."
"My lady, I am petting."
"You... what count?"
One word at a time, all in the face of the magic hall, press on the ground.
Humilious.
Some people are upset and some are happy.
These words, falling in the ears of the night, are the sweetest honey in the world, sweet into her heart.
The girl's delicate face, narrow and charming, is a joy that comes out from the bottom of my heart.
Not far from the wing and the unintentional, they all look at the score.
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Wing Jiu Rao held his chin interestingly, whispering his mouth and whispering to himself: "Oh, it’s a rare woman to look at, but it’s already a sweetheart. The king’s future, Wang Hao, ran again~ It’s a pity... ..."
......
"That said... you disturbed the grand ceremony of the temple, the temple can not be pursued?!" The magic hall sneered, and pushed the bridegroom on the side of the body. "See no, this is the woman you want, people already have Fu Jun, I don’t even want to see you at all!"
The groom was pushed a few steps.
He was sullen and sullen, and his sorrow and glare looked at the Temple of Devil. The low dumb voice threatened: "The Hall of Devils, if you still want the wedding to continue, shut up!"
When the temple opened its mouth, it swallowed it back.
The glamorous face was covered with a thick haze.
(End of this chapter)
