Chatper 405 (1/2)

Zhao Mochu's brain cancer hit the hard floor, and now he was lying on the ground, his white wedding dress was covered with dust.

And the surrounding guests also stared at this scene in a daze, and did not come back to their senses.

Instead, it was Song Weiyi, who was the closest to Zhao Mochu, who couldn't help breaking free from Pei Yibai's grasp, and bent down to look at Zhao Mochu with concern.

"Are you okay? Did you fall?"

As he spoke, he slowly helped Zhao Mochu up from the ground.

"Slow down, you didn't twist your foot, did you?" Song Weiwei asked cautiously, this is the protagonist of today, the bride, what if something goes wrong?

When Zhao Mochu raised his head, Song Weiyi could see clearly the appearance of the bride in front of him.

The delicate baby face looks very young, and the skin is fair and tender. Just a layer of nude clothing brings out all the advantages of the bride.

It's so beautiful... Song Weiwei opened his mouth wide and almost shouted.

As a woman, seeing Zhao Mochu who looked like a doll made her heart tremble.

"Little sister, you are so cute..." Big eyes, long eyelashes, and a small oval face, isn't this a true portrayal of the Barbie doll she treasured at home when she was a child?

Song Weiyi quietly glanced at Pei Yibai, thinking that her husband's good friend must be at least around his age, right?

But the little sister in front of her looks so small, is she really an adult?

"Ah, I'm hurt." Song Weiyi was distracted for less than a second, and suddenly saw the blood on Zhao Mochu's forehead, his pretty face turned pale with panic.

"Little sister, are you okay? Why are you bleeding? Did you hit the wall?"

Oops, on the big day, there was blood all over, and she was still a bride, which is not a good sign.

"It hurts, it hurts so much, it hurts to death." Zhao Mochu covered his wound and growled angrily.

She blamed all the mistakes on the Hen Tiangao on her feet, and threw the shoes severely in front of Song Weiyi and the others.

"Damn high heels, they're killing me."

There was a terrifying exclamation from the crowd.

Is this bride out of her mind? What is she doing?

Song Weiyi was also stunned. Zhao Mochu threw those high-heeled shoes a few meters away. With a bang, they hit the wall and slid down, lying alone in the corner.

"Uh, don't get angry, let someone take care of the wound. It's bleeding. As long as you walk normally, you'll be fine if you don't run." Song Weiyi supported Zhao Mochu and made her stand up.

Looking up and down at the bride, her forehead was a little hurt, and the wedding dress was a little dirty, Song Weiyi sighed in his heart.

Walk?

It seems that at this time, after being awakened by Song Weiyi, Zhao Mochu remembered his intention of running out.

"Don't stop me." Zhao Mochu said sharply with a tight baby face.

The voice was so loud, not to mention Song Weiyi, even the guests watching the show were frightened.

"But you're hurt now..."

"Don't worry about it." Zhao Mochu pushed Song Weiyi away, and Song Weiyi, who couldn't avoid it, fell straight backward.

Song Weiyi scolded the bride a few words in his heart, this little sister is too much, to push her just like that!

Seeing that he was about to fall, Song Weiwei closed his eyes and let out a scream.