Quick Transmigration: I Become Prince Charming

Yan Ting's nostalgic look at Ji Rao, with a faint determination, turned away.

Languidly, he turned his head and looked at the figure walking out of the villagers, and then his mouth bent with an unknown smile.

He's not a good man either.

Joining the demon sect and giving up his happy life is just for one person.

He looked at the man with the red cap on the hall.

It's beautiful.

In a courtyard of feihuazhai, the lights are bright, but the shadow printed on the window paper shows that there are many people inside.

The banquet court is sitting on the leader's throne, and beside him are the leaders of other sects.

They had planned to attack the cult three days later, but the banquet court suddenly said that tonight.

"The demon sect leader and the Dharma protector in the sect get married. The disciples in the sect will drink alcohol, not to mention how many are drunk, but the master and Dharma protector who are immersed in the day of great joy will not be fortified. We attack at this time, just caught them by surprise. "

Under the support of the banquet court, several leaders discussed to discuss and decided to attack the demon sect tonight.

When those leaders were scattered, the banquet court rubbed the tiger carving on the chair in a daze.

He couldn't take it.

Anyway, he won't let them marry tonight. As long as the banquet court thinks that they will do that, the heart aches to suffocate.

This is already the case.

He and Ji Rao are already in the same boat, so let's be worse. Even if Ji Rao hated him, he would not toss and turn at night thinking how good song Qing treated jirao.

In fact, he is a very selfish person.

The demon sect is still a school of harmony and lust. I don't know that those famous and decent sects have been tangled together, and they have rushed to encircle and suppress them with their disciples.

After all, Ji Rao is very arrogant. It is the limit that Ji Rao is willing to wear a woman's wedding dress for Song Qing. It is impossible to sit in the room like a woman until midnight and wait for Song Qing to lift the veil.

In the hall, he lifted his head and said with a loud smile, "thank you all for coming here today, and you will be the leader's wife in the future. You will weigh the point in your heart."

"Yes! The Lord

Ji Rao himself lifted the cover, Song Qing is still in the heart of a pity, but Ji Rao has done enough, for people like him, has made the biggest concession. How can he be favored by Ji Rao.

"Well, for such a long time, let's go to the banquet."

The crowd broke up and went to the banquet with satisfaction.

Song Qing was a bit embarrassed to stand there. It was the bridegroom's official who went to the banquet, but now the bride even uncovered her head

"Go, what are you doing? I'm starving. "

Song Qing exhibition Yan a smile, "then go quickly, late can not be robbed by those bastards."

Ji Rao was amused by him, stretched out his hand and held Song Qing's, "go."

At the banquet, there was a lot of talking and laughing, and there was a lot of blowing around.

Even if Ji Rao couldn't get enough wine, she still drank two more cups. He is the kind of drink on the head, at this time the cheek is thin red, the eyes hidden thousands of colors, than the summer competing peony more moving.

He was about to drink when his wrist was caught.

Song Qing gathered in his ear and said in a warm voice, "don't drink it. You'll be drunk again."

Ji Rao immediately put down the glass and looked at Song Qing's clever smile, "OK, then I won't drink it."

Song Qing is very rare in his appearance. He can't help but move in his heart. His skin is soft and greasy, and he can't bear to let go.