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Never thought that there would be such a day.

In the expectation of all, a red figure sits on the back of Baize, red and pure white correspond under the night.

At this moment, all the people could not help but hold their breath and look at the girl wearing a red wedding dress and a crown.

To be fair, the appearance of monsoon smoke is not unique, but today, her beauty is out of reach.

In the eyes of Liuhuo, at the moment, only the figure of a person with monsoon smoke can fall, just like in his memory, the beauty makes him fascinated.

Bai Ze walked into the square with the monsoon smoke, followed by xiaotiangou and Gran. Two night wolves were tied with a big red flower on their chest. It seems that they were very happy. And that's it. Gran was still carrying a small round ball on his back. He didn't know who was wrapping it in red cloth. It looked like a small red ball.

Bai Ze stops in the square, and the monsoon smoke falls from Bai Ze's back. It's really hard to connect her with tonight's wedding because of her skill.

Liuhuo is directly facing the monsoon smoke.

Monsoon smoke smilingly looked up and down the flames. Before that, Liuhuo always wore white clothes because they were all added by monsoon smoke for a fairy. But I didn't expect that he was also surprisingly good-looking in red clothes.

"Not bad." Monsoon smoke reached out and pinched Liuhuo's chin.

That frivolous act really broke the people around. How could they always think that their queen was too domineering?

If you don't know their gender and look at their posture, you really don't know who married them.

Ling he was numb to the attention around him. He asked Ji Fengyan if he could start. As a result, monsoon smoke only looked at Ling He's red clothes. He smiled evil and almost didn't let Ling he burst into tears on the spot.

"Brother Ling, come here. I need to explain some details to you." The monsoon smoke hooks at Ling He.

Ling he endured his internal injury and walked away.

The monsoon smoke deliberately took Ling He to the side for two steps. After confirming that Liu Huo would not hear his whisper, he whispered a few words in Ling He's ear.

But these words suddenly changed Linghe's face. Linghe's unbelievably staring at the monsoon smoke in spite of his shameful dress.

"Queen, you are so..."

Linghe didn't finish his words, but he was covered by the monsoon smoke.

"Just do what I say." Monsoon flue.

Linghe didn't help wrinkling up, looked at the seasonal wind and smoke, and looked at the flames standing not far away. He was very struggling. After thinking for a moment, he nodded in embarrassment.

He knew that his young lady would never be so down-to-earth, but Is it too much to play?

Ling he suddenly felt a little sympathy and became angry.

Liuhuo looks at the monsoon smoke and Linghe's whispering. Although he can't hear what they said, Linghe's meaningful. However, it makes Liuhuo realize that what the monsoon smoke said is probably related to him.