The 99th Divorce

"Oh, it's so pretty!"

The makeup artist who dressed Ye Qianxi was smiling, and after finishing her phoenix crown, she began to toss a red robe.

Layer by layer, all the layers from the inner garment to the outer garment are wrapped layer by layer.

Ye Qianxi thought awkwardly, would Shen Zhixian take off to collapse when she undressed her at night?

Or, do n’t take it off, do n’t wear it anyway, and tear it off?

The makeup artist glanced at the strange smile on her face and said, "What do you think, the bride should pay attention to the image."

"Cough!"

Ye Qianxi made a blush.

Soon the makeup artist finished the clothes, stood in the distance and exclaimed, "It looks good, it's beautiful! Come and take a picture."

Pick up the phone, just a few clicks.

A copy was also sent to Ye Qianxi, and the circle of friends was immediately exposed.

A lot of people came from the bridesmaid and sisters.

There are colleagues, sisters and classmates.

There are also painters who are usually good friends.

The makeup artist led Ye Qianqian into the bride's room, and a group of people inside made a loud noise.

"It looks great!"

"I thought the clothes the old lady chose for you would be very old-fashioned. I didn't expect it to be so beautiful!"

"It's amazing, but you have gold on your head? Is it heavy?"

Asked the last sentence, there was a gloating smile.

Ye Qianxi's neck was sore, and when he heard this, he gritted his teeth and said, "Shut up!"

Because the two are too far apart, where Ye Qianxi is now, is another house.

Ye Zhenhua was inside. Hearing the wah-wah, he walked in and smiled, "What's wrong?"

Just came in and saw Ye Qianxi's appearance.

His eyes were full of surprises, and he walked over and said, "Csie? It's almost impossible to recognize!"

Ye Qianxi grunted and said, "I've always looked good, how can I not recognize it!"

Ye Youyou touched her when he heard this, and said, "Come on, praise you, are you still in heaven?"

"Yes, shameless?"

"Huh, look at your marriage today, I don't care about you, let you be beautiful for a day."

Ye Qianxi Quan, when he could not hear or see, he sat quietly on the bed.

"Come here, put on the jewelry."

Fang Tongtong moved over a tray, which was covered with gold jewelry.

"Wow!"

There was an uproar at the scene.

"Local tyrant!"

"It's terrible, this, two, four, six, eight ..."

"Eighteen gold bracelets, poof!"

Ye Qianxi saw that she felt hairy all over her body, "Shouldn't I have to wear every one?"

"Of course," Ye Zhenhua took for granted. "How can I not take it with me, then buy it, come, and put it on her."

There was a gloomy look at the scene, but there was also some envy.

Ye Qianxi wanted to cry without tears, and she was put on bracelet after bracelet.

In addition to the bracelets, a few strange gold necklaces were hung around the neck.

"What! Why don't people get so many things when they get married!" Ye Qianxi was about to collapse, "I'm dead, I ..."

"Go, go," Ye Zhenhua looked weird. "Marry, what do you mean, crow mouth, pooh pooh!"

Ye Qianxi blinked and grieved, "It's heavy!"

Without saying anything else, the thing on the head alone is enough to overwhelm her.