After dressing as a female match, I counterattacked

Chapter 821 Zhiyun covered his face: "My husband is really good at complimenting people."

That was what he wanted to say, what he wanted to say to her.

The atmosphere that was originally very moving at the moment was suddenly broken by Zhiyun's words: "Okay, I understand, quickly lift the hijab."

As soon as the words came out, everyone was taken aback for a moment, and then burst out laughing.

Loud laughter continued throughout the new house.

Davina patted Zhiyun's shoulder lightly in a hurry: "Girl, be more reserved, you are getting married today."

Zhiyun raised her head, because the red hijab covered her face, no one could see her face at the moment, she said, "You can all see it, but I can't, so don't worry."

This remark caused another burst of laughter.

Han Qingrang held out both hands.

Using both hands together, he lifted the red hijab covering Zhiyun's head.

The first thing that came into view was the golden-red round fan, which covered Zhiyun's face.

Han Qingrang stretched out his hand again, with his slender fingertips, gently pushed aside the round fan in front of her, and tilted it to one side.

The round fan was pushed aside, revealing the beautiful and charming face under the phoenix crown. Zhiyun slowly raised her head to look at him, and following this small movement, the tassels hanging from the phoenix crown on her head also shook slightly.

Zhiyun saw Han Qingrang, and Han Qingrang saw her. The moment they looked at each other was very short, but it seemed as long as a century.

Time is silent, and so is the air.

Zhiyun saw Han Qingrang wearing a red wedding dress, and Han Qingrang saw Zhiyun wearing a phoenix crown.

It was the first time seeing each other's new appearance.

Zhiyun blinked his eyes, moved his beautiful eyelashes slightly, squeezed his thin voice, and then boasted to Han Qingrang: "The groom looks very good-looking, and he is wearing a red wedding dress today. Very nice."

Han Qing let her back: "So is Zhizhi."

Zhiyun corrected: "It's the bride."

Han Qing asked again, "Well, my bride."

The round fan that had been pushed away in front of Zhiyun moved back again, covering his charming face, "My husband is really good at complimenting people."

The two looked at each other, and the others couldn't help raising their mouths.

Zhiyun praised him again: "The groom is very handsome today."

Han Qing let her back: "My bride is too."

Zhiyun pouted, "Does the groom have anything else to say?"

"Have."

Then he bowed his head and kissed her lips lightly.

There was laughter from around, Zhiyun shyly covered her face with a fan.

"Come here, let's eat glutinous rice balls." Mother Zhi brought up a bowl filled with freshly cooked glutinous rice balls.

When the newcomers eat glutinous rice balls, they represent reunion, harmony and beauty.

Zhiyun was about to get off the bed when she realized that she was missing a high-heeled shoe.

"Oh! Looking for shoes!" Teng Qianqian came to her senses and hurried over, "Patriarch, Patriarch, you haven't looked for wedding shoes yet, you have to find Zhiyun's wedding shoes first, and put them on for Zhiyun."

Yan Pheasant heard the words and came forward, patted his chest: "For things like finding wedding shoes, just leave it to me, just wait."

Yan Pheasant's speed and movements are so fast, carrying a red envelope to look for wedding shoes everywhere.

Everyone looked at the figure of Yan Pheasant busy to and fro, with a big bag on his back, bulging, obviously full of red packets.

Seeing that the Yan Pheasant hadn't been found, Zhiyun became anxious, "At..."

Teng Qianqian hastily pulled the round fan to cover Zhiyun's mouth, "Shhhhhh, don't make any noise."

The round fan covered his mouth, Zhiyun just shut up.

(End of this chapter)