Above the high hall.

The spiritual positions of Marshal Huo and Mrs. Huo were placed.

Huo Yunting and Xiao Rao stood side by side, one with a horse boots and a white wedding dress.

"Two worships the high hall~"

They saluted slowly with the voice of the emcee.

When I shouted, "House and wife worship each other~".

Huo Yunting's tall figure paused slightly.

His eagle eyes were sharp, and he stared at Xiao Rao, but his body did not move.

Xiao Rao raised her eyebrows slightly, and her intoxicating peach blossom eyes looked at him.

"Sure enough, my brother doesn't want to kneel down to that woman~~"

In the corner, Miss Huo Qi muttered sarcastically.

Xiao Wanqing's smile has never leaked out.

【Little 9, poke his knee~~】

Xiao Rao ordered lightly.

【Hey~】

9527 answered frivolously, took out the witchcraft doll from the space, and a needle was split out from the ball of light, and poked it hard at the doll's knee.

“Bao~”

Huo Yunting Yingjun's face stiffened and he fell to his knees.

Guests:...

Huo Family:...

They had a moment of distortion of their faces.

"Young Marshal, you are so happy and confused. Kneeling on one knee is considered a politeness, and your knees are crisp... What do you think of me~~"

Xiao Rao frowned slightly and teased like a relief.

Guests:...

Recovered one after another.

"Oh, today we have a great wedding, there are no taboos."

"The young marshal is still an ordinary person after all. Heroes are sad to pass the beauty, hahahaha!"

They were haha ​​and relieved the atmosphere.

Huo Yunting——Hald hurts like a needle, and his eagle's eyes are slightly dissipated, "You, you, help me."

He is like a mosquito.

"Ah? You won't let me touch you~"

Xiao Rao raised her eyebrows, smiling, and her peach blossom eyes swept 9527.

Her light needle was still inserted into the knee of the witch doll.

"Stop talking nonsense, let you do it, you do it."

Huo Yunting was silent, as if nothing happened.

But when you look closely, your eyes twitch slightly.

"Okay, this is what you gave, it doesn't count as if I'm disobedient."

Xiao Rao smiled and gently held Huo Yunting's arm with a slender hand, "Young Marshal, please get started quickly. I know that you are making up for the regret of not proposing to me, but you can do it privately..."

"I'm so embarrassed to be in public~"

She is shy and angry.

Set against the white wedding dress, she has real peach cheeks and pink face, and her smile is like a flower.

Beautiful.

The viewer couldn't help but feel moved.

Huo Yunting's eagle eyes were narrowed down with her eyes, slightly dazed, and slowly stood up with her strength. His originally sour and soft knees recovered strangely at the moment they were touched.

His Yingjun's face appeared slightly astonished, his thin lips slowly moved, and for a moment... "I understand."

He did not deny Xiao Rao's statement.

Seeing this, the guests looked at each other without any expression on their faces.

In fact, in my heart, I silently increased my attention to Xiao Rao for more than a time.

——

After the couple bowed each other, Xiao Rao was sent back to the bedroom.

She needs to take off her big dress, put on a simple dress, and go out to toast.

In the room, four or five maids surrounded her, serving her to remove her complex hairstyle, restore her wavy curly hair, and wear a cheongsam with red embroidered embroidered cheongsam...

Xiao Rao's intoxicating peach blossom eyes smiled slightly.

Gentle and graceful.

The charming look was everywhere.

"Oh, this is not a human being, it's just a vixen who has fallen into mortality."

The servant couldn't help but mumble.

The sound is like a mosquito or a fly.

"Madam, you are so beautiful~~"

"The fairy descended to earth~"

"You are so compatible with the young coach."

The other servants were coaxing sweetly while serving.

Xiao Rao's peach blossom eyes were smiling, and she refused everyone.

Soon, they changed their clothes and went out, looking around.

Huo Yunting was surrounded by toasting.

Xiao Rao walked up to him and stood with a smile.

Huo Yunting's eagle eyes narrowed her deeply, and for a moment, he rarely refused her.

[Xiao 9, do you think he hurts too much? Have you pulled out the needle?]

She asked with a smile.

[It was pulled out long ago, Sister Rao, you changed your clothes in the house for half an hour. If you don’t pull out, Huo Yunting will be lame, or...it may simply die of femoral head~]

【That's so troublesome.】

9527 whispered.

Xiao Rao curled her lips lightly, [Is it troublesome? Haha, I don’t think so.]

【But, will it really become a lame if you poke for a long time? Well, I'm a little curious.】

She smiled slightly, her voice was a little playful and hopeful.

9527:【…】

I was speechless for a moment, but the look of looking at Huo Yunting was filled with a bit of sympathy.

The couple had their own thoughts and toasted everywhere, and when they arrived at the table of the Huo family.

Xiao Wanqing stood up first.

Today, I don’t know what I think. She did not wear the school uniform she had cherished in the past, nor the white skirt she had liked, but was wearing a red cheongsam with cloth shoes and hairpin...

It looks more like Xiao Rao, but it is also a bit inappropriate.

After all, although they have different appearances, their temperaments are different.

One is light and elegant, the other is gorgeous and refined.

How could it be the same?

"Huo Yunting, I haven't seen you for a long time."

Xiao Wanqing lowered her eyes and smiled faintly. She seemed gentle and delicate, but in fact, it was Huo Yunting's favorite spirit. "We have known each other for so long, and I never thought that you would marry my sister."

"From now on, you will be my brother-in-law, I'll give you a drink."

She said lightly, raised her hand slowly, and handed the wine glass to Huo Yunting.
To be continued...