The other brothers also carried out the sisters one after another.
After the brothers put down all the beauties, they shrank into the hall in a storm, and then locked the door.
Zheng Yanyi walked through the crack in front of the door and smiled proudly at the sisters outside, "Look at how you can protect your bride. After a while, Ang took the bride away, he would settle the score with you."
The sisters were blocked outside the door by the other side, and they were furious, but they could do nothing.
Jiang Lize took the lead in hugging Qiao Manman away when everyone rushed in.
He was afraid that Joe Manman would be squeezed and injured by so many people, so he carried her into the kitchen.
"Manman, they probably won't come to the kitchen. Don't come out before the bride is picked up." He was afraid that if other brothers were discovered, he would use Joe Manman as a target for the play.
Qiao Manman remembered that when he tried the dress that day, Jiang Li said very seriously that he would take good care of Mu Si, and a sense of inexplicability surged in his heart.
This inexplicable feeling seemed to be angry and sad.
She left her head and her tone was a little cold, "You don't have to worry about it."
A glimmer of gloom came across Jiang Li's eyes, and he felt as bitter as he had just eaten ammonium benzyl benzene saccharides.
Seeing her head hanging down and looking at her, he exhaled slightly, "You are here to be obedient, I'll go out to see the situation."
When I walked out, I saw Ling Ang being blocked at the door of the bride's room, and there seemed to be several sisters left inside.
The sisters refused to let Ling Ang go, "If you want to come in, then say loudly: Sister Chang'e, Zhu Bajie is here to welcome the bride."
When Zheng Yan heard this, he hurriedly shouted: "Have you ever seen such a handsome Zhu Bajie in the world? Change a role."
The sisters inside said again: "Then let's change to Marshal Tianpeng."
Zheng Yan rolled his eyes, "Isn't this a change of soup or medicine? Marshal Tianpeng or Zhu Bajie."
"Then the groom will say or not, and if he doesn't say, he won't open the door."
Ling Ang smiled speechlessly. The wedding day was indeed the most oppressed day in his life. "Okay, I'll say."
He shouted helplessly: "Sister Chang'e, Zhu Bajie is here to welcome the bride."
"No, I have to beg for a little bit."
"Dear Sister Chang'e, Zhu Bajie is here to welcome the bride. Let me, the poor man, come in."
The sisters seemed to be pretending to be pitiful and opened the door immediately.
As soon as he opened the door, Ling Ang couldn't help but smile involuntarily.
Wang Aoshuang was sitting quietly on the edge of the bed, wearing a romantic and beautiful wedding dress like the waves of the Aegean Sea, and a diamond headdress "Covenant of Love" on her head.
The elegant and exquisite makeup on her face makes her more beautiful and elegant, and she is more refreshing.
The happy smile on her lips was as soft as lily of the valley, and a faint brilliance like the moonlight.
"Ao Shuang." Ling Ang couldn't wait to walk over, but was stopped by the two sisters next to him.
"Groom, we all know that you are anxious, but no matter how anxious you are, you have to do your best. You must ask the bride to go back with you and have a live proposal."
Wang Aoshuang was eager to protect her husband and quickly said, "He has already proposed to me."
"That's what happened before. His proposal today is different. He begged you to go back with him."
At this point, he still couldn't escape the situation of being made difficult. Ling Ang could only agree with a faint smile, "Okay, I'll do everything."