Chapter 122
Just at this time, there is a wind coming.

They blow Su Jiu's heavy gauze skirt, revealing the black and green clogs underneath.

Xu Zizhu had sharp eyes and immediately noticed that the clogs were quite high.

She raised her eyebrows, and slowly approached Su Jiu, "Cailian Fengluxiang... I've never heard of this shop before. This girl, dare to ask where your boss came from, and where is the shop opened?" ? Where is your so-called men's wedding dress?"

She stood beside Su Jiu.

But in an instant, he could smell the faint scent of cypress on Su Jiu's body.

The girl was slightly taken aback.

She seemed to have smelled this fragrance somewhere before.

"I didn't lie to deceive you," Su Jiu's white and tender face under the red gauze gradually flushed red with anxiety, "Huawei, really, there are really men's wedding clothes..."

Xu Zizhu laughed softly, "You are so sure, but you can't show it, how can we believe it? The outcome of this clothing and makeup exhibition is already clear."

While speaking, his shoulder inadvertently bumped towards Su Jiu.

She did it very covertly.

Su Jiu stepped on the pair of clogs that were too high, and was already unstable. When he was hit slightly, he immediately lost his center of gravity!

She let out a cry of surprise, stumbled a few steps to the side, and managed to stabilize her figure on the edge of the terrace, but who knew that the skirt of the bride's wedding was too long, she accidentally stepped on it, and fell down again!
The terrace is several feet high.

If you fall like this, you will definitely be very embarrassed, maybe you will be disabled!

Xu Zizhu looked horrified,
fundus,
But they all sneered.

In the past, there was always Su Jiu coming to get in the way, not to mention taking away her No.1 in the college competition, but now another inexplicable woman came and stole her limelight in the clothing and make-up show!

It's time for her, Xu Zizhu, to make a move!

At the critical moment, a fragrant wind suddenly blows from the sky!
Countless black butterflies flew over!

Then came a young boy.

With one hand behind his back, his head and shoes with silk-woven moiré patterns are pointing on the surface of an open gold-painted red paper umbrella, and he is rushing quickly from mid-air!

Her lacquered hair is tied up high with a red ribbon, and she is slender and tall in a fire-colored wedding dress. She is wearing half an ancient silver carved mask. Behind the mask, she can only vaguely see the pair of soul-stirring peach blossom eyes and a bright red slightly upturned face. thin lips.

The posture is extremely beautiful!
Approaching the terrace, he held the red paper umbrella and flew down, hugging the falling Su Jiu, and led her to land on the terrace steadily.

He kept his arms around Su Jiu's slender waist.

The little girl's wide fiery red gauze Xipa was wantonly raised, enveloping the two people facing each other in this bright red gauze, countless black butterflies accompanied by embroidered wide sleeves and heavy skirts, fluttering around .

This situation and situation,

Maggi!

Su Jiu stared blankly at the person coming.

he,
who is it? !
Surprised voices followed from all directions:

"It's Lord Fusheng!"

"Master Fusheng has appeared!"

Su Jiu's dark and moist pupils instantly magnified.

She also knows the name of Lord Fusheng.

He is the number one person on the Tianxiang list, and he has always been elusive. Two years ago, he fought against the top ten masters on the Tianxiang list, and finally won the top spot in one fell swoop.

There is no trace of him in the world,

But there are his legends.

legend,

He appears with a black butterfly.

legend,

His face hidden under the ancient silver carved mask is extremely handsome!

legend,

There are thousands of fragrant herbs in the world, but there is not one that he cannot identify!
The person she admires the most is him!
Not far away, Xu Zizhu clenched her hands and took two steps forward in disbelief.

How could it be him? !

How could he be here? !
And the young man stared at the little girl with a silly expression in his arms, the corners of his lips curled slightly, and his voice was low and deep:
"The wedding dress I wear is also a flower wedding. What do you think, Mr. Weaving?"

Everyone is dumbfounded.

On the high platform, the pair of Bi people dressed in flowers are indescribably freehand, indescribably charming and charming, and no words can describe and outline the scene as gorgeous as the morning glow and peach blossoms.

In comparison, the Xie family's "one by one wind and lotus lifting" is like clear soup with little water.

^^
There was an error in the previous chapter, Zi Wan is not Auntie, but Tongfang, Tongfang.

 Thank you tea cool, the old edge of the blade, lemongrass, Wangxian. , third person, Joe. Hug everyone!

  
 
(End of this chapter)

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