Pick up a monster and carry it home

Chapter 487 Finale 9
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Two days later, in the morning, Shen Shuyao woke up and opened the door,

Then, there was a deafening scream from Shipu Street...

The proprietress has disheveled hair, Yang Xiaotu is carrying her shoes, Tan Qi is wearing a sleeve, Shiqing... didn't come, and her husband put her on the bed.

I saw Shen Shuyao tremblingly pointing at the door panel,

It is unknown when and by whom a huge fiery red Double Happiness was pasted on it.

Two cypress branches were inserted on the door, and two big red lanterns were hung at the same time.

This appearance is clearly only for weddings.

Shen Shuyao didn't come up in one breath and finally passed out.

I don't know how long I've been lying down, but I can vaguely hear the sound of firecrackers, suona, gongs and drums, and the noisy people can't rest.

Shen Shuyao closed her eyes and pulled the quilt over her head, turned over and continued to sleep.

But this moment of peace didn't last long at all, because someone broke into the door.

Shen Shuyao didn't have time to ask what was going on.

The aunts and aunts in Shipu Street directly picked them up from the bed, combed their hair, and put on their clothes.

Shen Shuyao dodged left and right, trying to avoid the hand that had been smearing her face.

"Wait... wait... wait, who can tell... what's going on?"

The heroic voice of the blacksmith's wife: "You silly girl, today is your day of great joy, don't be stupid again.

Shen Shuyao twitched, I wiped, got married, was overjoyed... No, it's for real.

"Wait, wait, I haven't seen what the groom looks like, you can't..."

The tailor's daughter-in-law said softly: "Don't worry, I have seen your bridegroom's sister-in-law. I have never seen such a handsome person in my life. She is even more beautiful than that fairy."

Immortal?Shen Shuyao only felt her heart throbbing.

Apart from him, there is no one else in this world who can compare to a fairy.

Forget it, this life will be like this anyway, whoever you marry is not married, life is always going on.

After all, the moon was a gorgeous and ethereal dream she had.

It's time to wake up now.

The bright red auspicious clothes and the fiery red hijab.

Such a dazzling yet festive color.

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