Chapter 2145: Ending: A Perfect and Twisted Wedding 【17】
Ending: A perfect and tortuous wedding [17]
Shangguan Xian'er's face with exquisite makeup will soon go to visit Miss Cactus.
It's really exciting.
After all preparations, the three of them calmly retreated and appeared in a calm and unhappy manner.
When Xiao Wu closed the door, he locked the door from the outside with great thoughtfulness.[
Leave Shangguan Xian'er a completely private space and enjoy the perfect reward given by his two children.
"Ah." Sure enough, a sound of slaughtering a pig came from the door.
In the room, Shangguan Xian'er's screams were endless.
The two little demons covered their ears and lay down at the crack in the door and looked inside.
Shangguan Xian'er raised her hands tremblingly in front of her forehead. From the side, her thin white and beautiful face had turned into a big hedgehog.
The immortal thorns were pierced all over the face.
Xiao Baoer and Shaoze must cover their mouths tightly to suppress their crazy laughter.
It's so interesting.
The beauty face is paired with a cactus, um, this is a good match.
After Shangguan Xian'er was in a severe pain at this moment, she felt tingling thorns on her face.
He woke her up completely from her previous deep sleep.
She looked at the pot of cactus viciously, and she was furious and would fall to the ground.
The poor cactus fell to the ground with a "slap", and the basin and soil fell all over the ground. The round cactus rolled a few times, looking very innocent.
"Ah. It hurts so much." Shangguan Xian'er quickly stood in front of the carved glass mirror.
Looking closely at her face.
How terrible is it?
Her face looked like a doll from ancient villains, and was covered with small velvet yellow thorns.
Reach your hand and gently pull it out.
"hiss
One, two, three, four updates... Sixty-five...
I held it up until Shangguan Xian'er's hands were numb and the thorns on her face were then removed.
However, no matter how gentle her hands and feet were, every thorn was pulled out, blood would flow out.
After all, if a head hits the cactus, the force alone can imagine how deep the thorn is.