Feng Chu Ge took the wedding dress and went to the inner room.
Outside, Di Jinglian was sitting on the side, thinking about something. His eyes had already flown out.
Her brother had done too well this time. This wedding was bound to be a sensational one. She wondered if her wedding with Senior Brother Yun would be like this…
Thinking of this, Di Jinglian could not help but blush slightly.
There was finally some movement in the room.
The door of the inner room was pushed open, and from behind the door, a lotus-like hand stretched out. Her wrist was slender and her hands were white.
Then, his fair fingers lifted the curtain hanging outside the door.
"It's out, it's out." Bi Luo and Lu Zhu looked at the hand and said.
Di Jinglian also followed the voice and looked over. This glance stunned everyone.
What kind of woman was that…
When the curtain was lifted, the woman in the red wedding dress slowly walked out.
Her steps were light and graceful.