Xiahou Huan'er smiled proudly: "That goes without saying, and it doesn't matter whose husband it is."
Love said enviously: "The happiest person now is you, Miss."
Xiahou Huan'er reached out and patted her shoulder, comforting her and saying, "You don't have to envy me. You won't be able to let go of your wedding banquet."
Love's smile was a little forced: "I appreciate your words."
Tonight, everyone except Tie Nu came, and without him, she felt even more uneasy and couldn't be happy.
At this time, Dongfang Xing changed into the groom's dress in the mist.
An elder from the zombie camp stood as a witness, preparing to witness their marriage.
Xiahou Huan'er stepped forward with a smile on her face, took out the wedding ring that Dongfang Xing had already prepared, and stuffed it into his hand.
Dongfang Xing clutched the ring in his hand. He was indeed surprised by tonight's layout, but his mood was a bit heavy.
He looked at her, a little bitterly: "Huan'er, are you sure?"
Xiahou Huan'er smiled slyly: "I'm sure, aren't you sure? With so many people here tonight, don't embarrass me. Although I'm naturally thick-skinned, I can't afford to be embarrassed by being rejected.
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"Why am I not sure? It's just like this. I feel so wronged to you." He held her wrist and felt sorry for her arrangement.
Xiahou Huan'er shrugged and said in a relaxed tone: "I'm sure of this. If I want to say I'm wronged, I'm afraid I'll be wronged by you, the zombie king of the zombie camp."
"Huan'er." Dongfang Xing finally couldn't help but excitedly reached out and hugged her tightly, as if he wanted to rub her into his body.
How could he not know her good intentions?
The zombie camp is currently facing internal and external troubles, and the wedding day will inevitably lead to bloodshed. She did this to make him feel at ease and give it a try.
Xiahou Huan'er reached out and patted his back, lowered her voice in his ear, and smiled mischievously: "Everyone is still watching and wants to hang out with me. It's a long night tonight, are you afraid we won't have time?
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"Little hooligan." Dongfang Xing pinched her waist gently.
It immediately caused her to smile even more proudly: "If it were those three words, I would be happier."
His sharp eyes were deep, his voice was hoarse, he bit her ear, exhaled hot breath, and said evilly: "Little pervert, let's see how I deal with you tonight."
After saying that, without waiting for her to protest, he pulled her to the front of the elder who officiated the marriage.
"Miss and I are finally getting married." Watching them perform the sacred wedding ceremony in front of the elders who officiated the marriage, Love was so moved that her eyes turned red.
Wild Rose turned her head and looked at Su Qi on the other side, who was watching the ceremony seriously.
Her fiery eyes finally made him look back, as if they had a telepathic connection, their eyes met, and throbbing emotions flowed in the air.
During the solemn and sacred oath taken by the elder witness of the marriage, Dongfang Xing put the ring symbolizing the mistress of the zombie camp on Xiahou Huan'er's finger.
It wasn't until the marriage seeker announced that they had officially become a legal couple that everyone burst into warm applause as if they had just woken up from a dream.
The Corpse King is getting married, and it’s so hard to get him to take off his cold mask. Why don’t everyone hurry up and play tricks on the newlyweds this time?
Various tricks to trick newcomers have also begun to appear.
Wild Rose was the first to challenge.
The Corpse King, who usually wore a majestic mask, gradually turned pale under their embarrassing provocations one after another.
