Jing Jiaren stared at her: "My heart is warm, are you serious?"
Wen Xinnuan nodded vigorously: "I don't want to be so cowardly and be defeated by him easily, otherwise he will keep defeating me."
Jing Jiaren also agreed: "I also hope you will be strong."
But there are only ten minutes left before the wedding ceremony.
It takes a while to walk to the church from here...
"Leng Lintian, I don't care what method you use, just delay it for half an hour."
Leng Lintian: "..."
"Otherwise I'll go on strike!"
"If you refuse to marry me, you will become the bravest strike bride in history."
"..."
"I only give you 20 minutes." Leng Lintian looked at his watch, "I'll wait for you in the church, my lady."
"Arrange for a makeup artist to come in for me, quickly!"
20 minutes, time is so tight, Wen Xinnuan can't wear the wedding dress on her body anymore, but she doesn't bring any extra. If she buys it now, she won't have time at all.
"Take off your wedding dress and I'll try to see if I can save it."
"There is no needle and thread here, how can we save it?"
"Take off your clothes first...wash your body."
Wen Xinnuan also felt that her whole body was so dirty. She quickly took off her wedding dress. The lingering aura of love and male musk that belonged to Lorebu on her body made her want to vomit.
She took off her wedding dress, walked to the sink and turned on the faucet.
In the mirror, her eyes were red from crying, and her makeup was all scratched off, making them dark.
I really admire Luo Lei for being able to swallow with this face...
He has mysophobia and is most afraid of getting dirty, and she looks so ugly!
In order to defeat him, did he not hesitate to endure himself to do this? He is really a bastard, a bastard!
Originally, this wedding was fake, just a formality. However, because Luo Lei stopped it, the small universe in her body was ignited.
This time it will definitely not go as he expected!
Quickly scrub off your lower body and face.
The female makeup artist pushed in the door and re-applied Wen Xinnuan's makeup.
Jing Jiaren looked at the ruined wedding dress, held her chin and thought hard for a while, then suddenly had an idea, picked up the scissors...
Cut off all the damaged parts directly, and cut off the dirty layer of yarn on the outside...
The zipper was also torn. She picked up a few bow brooches and pinned the zipper. But this was very unstable and might break at any time?
Jing Jiaren thought for a while, then changed the form of the bow tie on her waist, crossed it and pulled it down to her shoulders, fixed it with countless pins, and then tied a pearl waist chain to cover it.
15 minutes!
Wen Xinnuan quickly put on light makeup on her face, and Jing Jia put on the modified wedding dress for her.
It's too late to put your hair up, so just wear it. With a princess crown on your head and a hazy veil, you look even more like a princess walking out of a misty forest.
Even though it was daytime, thousands of bright lights were shining in the church hall.
In order to delay time, a temporary stage play was staged at the priest's center...
Beautiful piano music played, and a poet recited:
【Hold my hand, while I can still be peaceful and quiet in your trembling hand.】
The ballerina girl stretched out her hand and gracefully handed it to her male partner's broad palm.
[Hug me while I’m still infatuated with your white shirt that has no cologne smell but only the scent of soap.]
The male companion pushed hard, and the girl fell into his arms...
【Kiss me, while my face is not wearing makeup and my light-colored lips are also very beautiful.】