Rose of Marriage

If Ling Qi fails to catch the rose here, then he will not be the groom tonight.

Not only was he unable to complete his system task, but his soon-to-be ghost wife was about to become someone else's wife.

She may find another target in the future.

But...

Ling Qi is still a little virgin and cannot accept another ghost girl who doesn't have status.

After all, who wants to enjoy life and be well-fed?

What's more, being in the frontline of getting yang sucked is equivalent to saving others who aren't ghosts.

Except for him, whoever gets into the female ghost's bed will never be whole again due to losing a lot yang.

His eyes kept moving and his brain cells were working rapidly. Suddenly his eyes lit up and he picked up the fruit in front of him.

The fruit still smelled sour.

I saw him getting up and arriving in the kitchen.

Normally, guests are not allowed to enter the kitchen, but now the entire restaurant has been shrouded in a small ghost world, and the mental memories of the chef and restaurant staff have also been disturbed.

They had forgotten the rules and regulations of the restaurant and were very happy to prepare Pork belly uncut sauce beef, spicy lobster and abalone, braised pork ribs, and large meatballs for the diners who came to attend the young lady's wedding...

Ling Qi just said to them in order to deceive them, I'm here to help, and the chefs warmly welcomed him.

In this way, he walked around the restaurant and was surprised to find a large pot of hairy ass fruits.

These fruits are even more evil than those outside.

The outermost layer is covered with thick red and green hair.

Ling Qi took the bowl of spoiled fruit aside and secretly peeled off the spoiled mycelium, leaving some relatively usable scraps.

Then he fetched wine, beat the spoiled fruits into juice, and mixed it with the wine.

Of course, a wedding banquet is inevitable, right?

After doing this, he tasted it himself.

The strong smell of alcohol completely covered up the sour smell.

Considering that some people did not drink alcohol, he made some fruit juice separately and added a large amount of essence to cover up the sour smell of the juice.

"Don't tell me, it's damn delicious." Ling Qi tasted it briefly and spit it out immediately.

After doing this, he walked to the nearest dining table with his drink in hand.

"Come, come, welcome everyone to the wedding. These are the wedding wines. You can't drink alcohol as well as juice!"

"Oh, thank you for this handsome guy!"

"Bring me a drink!"

"I want a drink too!"

"I can't drink, give me a glass of juice."

"Thank you!"

"You're welcome, you're welcome!" Seeing that they all had drinks, Ling Qi came to the next table: "Don't worry, you guys also have a share, wait a minute... I've made a lot of mixed drinks, and they'll be here soon!"

"Wait a minute, I'll get it from the kitchen!"

"Come on my friend, these are your drinks."

"Yeah, fruity, I like it!"

"Big guy, did you brew this yourself?"

"Uh... no, I'm just a porter."

"Not bad, not bad, give me another one!"

"Hurry up, we want to drink too!"

"Okay, I will come and give you more right away!" For a while, Ling Qi was busy going back and forth between the restaurant and the kitchen.

Finally, he got special drinks for all the guests, and some of them drank juice even if they didn't drink.

After doing this, Ling Qi returned to his seat, eating and watching everyone's reactions.

The next thing to do is to wait.

About ten minutes later, the first person to get up to go to the toilet appeared.

He held his stomach and didn't say anything. He just thought he was feeling energetic and walked straight to the toilet.

Soon, the second person also stood up.

"Ouch, what's going on?"

"What's wrong with my stomach?"

Gululu...Gululu...

boom!

boom!

Puff puff...

boom!

puff!

puff!

From the first fart sound, the whole restaurant was filled with fart sounds, one after another, it was like a different kind of symphony.

The restrooms were also full quickly, and there was a long queue at the door. Some people were banging on the restroom door: "Open the door, open the door!"

"Hurry up, I can't hold it in anymore!"

"Damn it, this food is poisonous!"

"My stomach is... squirming... I can't hold it anymore. I have to find another place."

puff!

puff!

The man farted while running. Before he could find a place, he heard a pop and his footsteps stopped suddenly...

Ling Qi looked at this scene and wanted to laugh a little.

At this time, a man came to him and grabbed his collar: "It's you, right?"

"Damn you, you put poison in the wine, why are you so bad?"

"Me?" Ling Qi made an innocent expression: "It's not me, I didn't, I just brought you drinks, don't blame me, okay!"

"Besides, there are so many things in this room, why do you think there is something wrong with my drink?"

The man didn't know how to retort when he saw this. He opened his mouth, then covered his butt and grabbed the paper on the table: "You... just wait for me here you motherfucker, don't leave!"

"I'll deal with you when I'm done!"

The toilets seemed to be no longer sufficient, so this group of people began to look for places that could replace the toilets. Some people even put their shame aside and didn't care whether there was anyone of the opposite sex next to them. They just found a place and squatted hard.

At this moment, a shout came from the direction of the second floor.

"Everyone, the bride is here!"

Ling Qi stood up and came directly below the second floor of the duplex.

Under the red light, a paper man walked stiffly to the handrail of the stairs and continued to shout to the bottom: "Everyone, here comes the bride!"

The paper man was short in stature and looked like a boy, which looked very strange.

Immediately afterward, a female ghost wearing a red wedding dress slowly appeared in Ling Qi's sight.

She has a very tall figure, and the specific details cannot be seen clearly. After all, the red wedding dress is quite concealed, but it can still be inferred from the proportions of her body that she is a super beauty with long legs and a slim waist.

The red hijab covers the face, revealing a hint of mystery.

His hands were white and slender, holding a red rose and standing next to the armrest.

At the moment, everyone is either shitting or running around. No one except Ling Qi can catch the rose.

The paper man's eyes were staring straight ahead, not looking down at all, and just like that, he once again made an eye-catching voice: "Bride, throw the rose!"

After saying that, the bride in red threw the rose, seemingly not caring about how many people were catching the rose below.

"Damn it, this guy is just here to catch the roses!"

"How despicable!"

"Damn it, I'm going to fight him!"

Puff puff puff!

"Don't try too hard. You can't stand up at all. Come on... I'll give you a cigar and jump up slowly."

"Fuck off!"

Just like that, Ling Qi took the rose without any pressure.

The paper man immediately let out a weird laugh: "Hehehehe... the groom has appeared, everyone... Please congratulate our groom!"