Zi Yan pushed him away: "I hate it, say them, say them, what do you say me? I'm not married!"
Bei Chenying said with a bitter face: "If you don't get married, don't I want to be a monk for the rest of my life? I don't want to."
This is the first time that Bei Chenying has so clearly hinted that he wants to marry Zi Yan.
"You... I'm married or not, what does it have to do with you?" Zi Yan snorted and turned away.
Bei Chenying smiled and grabbed her arm, made her stand opposite him, and said solemnly, "How can this be okay? If you don't marry me, who am I going to marry me?"
Zi Yan's face instantly flushed red, with a shy look on her face: "I won't tell you!"
She stomped her feet and ran away quickly.
"Hey, will you marry me or not?" Bei Chenying ran after her.
Zi Yan runs faster and faster...
Hearing the conversation between Bei Chenying and Zi Yan, the elder of the Holy Master smiled and stroked his beard. It seems that there is another good thing.
In three days, turn around and arrive.
On this day, at Base 21, Nangong Liuyun is about to marry Su Luo.
Inside the tent, Su Luo looked at the delicate and beautiful face in the bronze mirror, and a shy smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.
"It's so beautiful~~" Zi Yan looked at the picturesque face in the bronze mirror, and her eyes suddenly shone.
Su Luo like this, even a woman like her is heartbroken.
Su Luo smiled lightly: "Thanks to your skill."
Base No. 21, there are no other women, and there is no Xi Po, so Zi Yan helps with dressing up.
"You don't have much makeup at all. Even if your face is plain, it's the most beautiful face in the world." Zi Yan didn't lie at all. Su Luo's face has already overwhelmed the country and the city, and now it is embellished. With a little powder, the whole face is even more fresh.
"Alright?" Bei Chenying at the door kept running to urge again and again.
This is the thirteenth time today.
Zi Yan snorted angrily: "The time hasn't come yet, what's the hurry?"
What's more, it's not your marriage. Zi Yan muttered to herself in her heart.
Bei Chenying felt a grievance in her heart. Obviously it was Nangong who asked him to urge him
It wasn't Nangong either, anyway, as soon as he walked in front of Nangong, he stared at him with that icy gaze, which put him under a lot of pressure, and automatically rushed over to urge him.
"Don't miss the hour, hurry up." Bei Chenying urged loudly.
"Okay, let the third senior brother come in."
In the custom of Biluo Continent, the groom should go to the boudoir in person, carry the bride out, and carry it all the way to the auditorium.
Zi Yan dressed Su Luo beautifully, then pulled the hijab, and sent it to Nangong Liuyun who couldn't wait to come.
Today's Nangong Liuyun, dressed in a brocade red robe, was originally an unparalleled beauty that was unparalleled in the world. At this moment, it was even more vivid.
He looked at Su Luo's eyes, shining like stars.
After waiting for a long time, finally today.
After dreaming for a long time, it finally came true.
Nangong Liuyun carefully carried Su Luo behind his back, as if protecting the world's most precious treasure, step by step, carefully and steadily carrying Su Luo to the auditorium.
Others only thought that Nangong Liuyun was stable and deep, but they didn't know that at this moment, he was stepping on cotton with each foot.