""ah? "As if struck by lightning, Yilin stood frozen on the spot. When she came to her senses, her pretty face instantly turned as red as a ripe apple, and wisps of green smoke seemed to come out of her head.
Seeing that Yilin had no reaction and was instead dumbfounded, Su Xuan couldn't tolerate her, and deliberately showed a little impatience on his face. He grabbed Yilin and strode forward.
"Hey, hey, head, where are you taking me?" Yilin came back to her senses and asked anxiously.
"Go and customize a wedding suit for you!" Su Xuan didn't even look back, the words coming out of his mouth were as calm as water, but with an unquestionable flavor.
Hearing this, Yilin was horrified and tried her best to struggle free from Su Xuan's big hand.
However, all this is in vain.
She didn't struggle for a few seconds before she received a firm slap on her round and straight buttocks.
"Snapped--"
As the crisp sound rang out, a numb and itchy feeling like electric current spread throughout her body instantly. Yilin stood blankly on the spot again, her cheeks as red as the sunset.
After this slap, Yilin became extremely obedient and did not dare to resist at all, so she could only let Su Xuan pull her out of the hall.
After leaving the hall, a breeze blew by, as gentle as a veil, blowing away the warmth on her face.
Yilin suddenly had a flash of inspiration and thought of an idea, but she didn't dare to say it out loud, so she could only whisper timidly:
"Master...Master...you haven't tried on wedding clothes yet! Why don't you let Yilin take you to try on wedding clothes first..."
Hearing this, Su Xuan stopped, turned to look at her, and asked, "Is my wedding dress ready?"
"Yeah." Seeing this, Yi Lin thought Su Xuan was interested and nodded hurriedly, like a chicken pecking at rice, "Sister Lin and the others carefully made it for you."
"Master, where are they now?"
"This... this Yilin can't say..." Yilin's voice was mixed with fear, as if she was afraid that Su Xuan would do something again. She quickly added: "Sister Lin specially asked me. Sister Lin and the others are not here, but the leader will definitely be able to see them tomorrow..."
Yi Lin kept talking, but before she could finish speaking, Su Xuan pulled her away in a hurry.
"Hey, Master, your wedding clothes are not here..."
"I know, I'm not in a hurry, I'll make you a set first..."
"Head..."
The next day.
In the main hall, red caltrops hang high and red candles flicker, creating a festive and peaceful atmosphere. A group of maids stood neatly in two rows, their smiles as bright as spring flowers.
Guo Fu, Lu Linxuan, Ji Ruxue, Yiyu and others stood together.
Yi Qing's little head looked to the west like a rattle, her beautiful eyes flashing with doubts. She asked Yi Yu: "Senior sister, why haven't you seen Yi Lin yet? According to common sense, she should have arrived at this moment. ah?"
Yiyu also had doubts on her face. She looked around Xizhou and frowned slightly: "I don't know, maybe I got up late. Okay, don't say anything, the bride is coming soon!"
"Oh." Yi Qing nodded obediently, but her eyes always stayed on the beautiful figure in red next to Su Xuan.
Yi Qing's eyes were full of doubts, as if asking: Who is that? Why is she also wearing wedding clothes and a red hijab? The bride has not yet arrived, how could she appear here? Could that familiar figure be Yilin?
Before Yi Qing could react, her sleeve was pulled violently, and at the same time, Yi Yu's gentle reminder came in her ears: "Don't be distracted, the bride is here!"
Before he finished speaking, twelve women walked in at the door of the hall as if by magic.
The six brides were like delicate flowers. Under the guidance of the maid, they slowly crossed the brazier and walked towards Su Xuan.
Su Xuan's eyes sparkled with stunning light, as if stars were falling into them.
Although the brides were all covered with hijab, he could clearly identify the beauty behind the hijab through the thin cloth.
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