Refusing to marry a wealthy family: the young mistress fled 99 times

Jing Jiaren stared at her: "My heart is warm, are you serious?"

Wen Xinnuan nodded vigorously: "I don't want to be so cowardly and get knocked down by him easily, otherwise he will keep knocking me down."

Jing Jiaren also agreed, "I also hope you will be strong."

But the wedding ceremony is only 10 minutes away.

It takes a while to walk from here to the church...

"Leng Lintian, I don't care what method you use, delay for half an hour."

Leng Lintian: "..."

"Otherwise I'll strike!"

"If you refuse to marry me, you will become the bravest strike bride in history."

"..."

"I'll only give you 20 minutes." Leng Lintian looked at his watch, "I'll be waiting for you in the church. Beauty."

"Arrange for a makeup artist to come in for me, hurry up!"

20 minutes, how tight the time is, Wen Xinnuan couldn't wear the wedding dress on her body, but she didn't bring any extra.If you go to buy now, there is no time at all.

"Take off your wedding dress, and I'll try to see if I can save it."

"There is no needle and thread here, how can I save it?"

"Take it off first...wash your body."

Wen Xinnuan also felt that her whole body was so dirty, she quickly took off her wedding dress, the lingering aura of obsession, the masculine musk that belonged to Luo Leibu on her body, all made her want to vomit.

She took off her wedding dress, went to the sink and turned on the tap.

In the mirror, her eyes were blurred from crying, the circles around her eyes were red, and her makeup was scratched, making them dark.

I really admire that Luo Lei can swallow this face...

He is obsessed with cleanliness, and he is most afraid of getting dirty, and she is so beautiful, so ugly!

Had he endured himself to do so in order to break him?He is really a jerk, a jerk!

Originally, this wedding was fake, just for a formality.However, because of Luo Lei's stop, the small universe in her body was ignited.

This time it was definitely not what he wanted!

Quickly scrub off the lower body, and face.

The female makeup artist pushed the door in and re-fixed Wen Xinnuan's makeup.

Looking at the ruined wedding dress, Jing Jiaren held her chin and thought hard for a while, then suddenly had an idea, picked up the scissors...

Subtract all the damaged parts directly, and cut off the dirty layer of yarn...

The zipper was also torn, so she took a few bow and pin broochs and pinned them to the zipper.But this is very unsafe, and there is a possibility of cracking at any time?

Jing Jiaren thought for a while, and the bow tie around her waist changed its shape, crossed and pulled down to her shoulders, fixed with countless pins, and tied a pearl waist chain to cover it.

15 minutes!

Only light makeup was quickly applied on Wen Xinnuan's face, and Jing Jiaren put on a revised wedding dress for her.

It’s too late to tie your hair up, so let’s just put it on. Wearing a princess crown and a layer of hazy tulle on your head, you look even more like a princess walking out of a foggy forest.

Although it is daytime, the church hall is lit with thousands of bright lights.

To delay time, a stage play was improvised in the Priest Center...

Beautiful piano music was played, and a poet recited:

[Hold hands with me, while I can stay peacefully and quietly in your trembling palm. 】

The ballet girl stretched out her hand and gracefully placed it in the broad palm of her male partner.

[Hug me, while I'm still obsessed with your white shirt that doesn't smell of cologne but only smells of soap. 】

The male partner pushed hard, and the girl fell into his arms...

[Kiss me, while my face is not made up, my pale lips are also beautiful. 】