Chapter 1280 (1/2)

Her eyes twinkled and she made him dress for herself.

Xueyilan's hand is so deft. In a moment, she has a bun for her bride, put on the Phoenix crown, and then stooped to tidy up her skirt

Ning Xuemo looks at the top of his hair near his eyes, and his fingers hold it in a dark way. If she stabs him, he can't hide in nine out of ten --

”Mo, I have been waiting for 3000 years for this day.” Xueyilan's voice is flat, as if telling a fact, but she is a little shaky after listening carefully. Obviously, he was really excited.

Ning Xuemo seems to have a grip on her heart, and the Emei stab in her sleeve shrinks back.

This person, after all, is the one she loved in her previous life. She has been waiting for her for more than 3000 years --

now, although she doesn't feel that way about him, she really can't figure out when he cleans her clothes gently

She smiled bitterly. No matter what she did, she was crisp. She killed people in conversation and laughter. When she started, she rarely had the heart to do it.

I didn't expect that I can't bear it now

What she didn't realize was that the lips of the snow clothes that hung down her head to tidy up her skirt seemed to have a hook, which seemed to have a happy smile.

His stranger is not completely merciless to him --

finally, he cleans up her completely. When he sees her again, she sits there with her wedding dress, her eyelashes are slightly drooping, and her face is more delicate with the red wedding dress.

”Mo Mo, come on, I will hold you in the sedan chair.”

Before his fingertips touched her wrists, she smiled, ”I'll do it myself.”

Body shape together, floating into the sedan chair, the curtain down, blocking her figure.