Chapter 8 The Sleeping Bride

Is this matchmaker the same as the TV show, wearing mainly red clothes, holding a red handkerchief, combing her hair meticulously, and most importantly, painting two extremely eye-catching big blush on her face?

It's a pity that Qin Ke'er just thought about it all the time. From the beginning to the end, she never had the opportunity to secretly lift the hijab a little bit.

After being carried by the matchmaker for more than a dozen steps, Qin Ke'er was put down by the matchmaker, but her feet never touched the ground. Even when she was put down, Qin Ke'er's feet just landed on a wooden board .

After feeling that the surrounding light dimmed and the world flickered suddenly, Qin Ke'er secretly lifted her hijab, and found herself sitting in a small space of one meter square.

The "walls" of the space are all red, and when I touch them, I find that they are nothing but red silk.

After the rhythmic movement of the space, the voice of Qin Zhang's wailing suddenly sounded, which shocked Qin Ke'er.

What's happening here?
Qin Zhang's loud cry only rang out two or three times, and then there was no movement behind him.

"Young Mistress, you must not look back! After the newlyweds walk out of their mother's house, they are very taboo to look back." The matchmaker's voice came from beside her, which made Qin Ke'er notice that the sides of her shoulders were still There are two curtains.

Qin Ke'er really didn't notice it just by sweeping over it just now, coupled with the red color everywhere.

"Oh." Qin Keer agreed softly, but Qin Ke'er remained silent.

It's not that she doesn't want to talk, but that she doesn't know what to say.

Where the hell is this?Who is he?Now that they are getting married, who is going to marry him?
Oh, by the way, the person who wants to marry him is the young master of the Lu family in Dongning Village.How does Xiaoju describe it?Sick child?Yes, it is a sick child.

But Qin Ke'er didn't understand, what would a sick child do if he wanted to marry a brat like him who had no breasts, no butt, and no strength?

The more I thought about it, the more I got a headache. Coupled with the rhythmic shaking of the sedan chair, Qin Ke'er's drowsiness from not getting enough sleep in the morning finally came back again.

The body leaned back unconsciously, and found that the back was not as soft as the surrounding area, it was a bit hard, but it felt very solid.

Just like that, this reborn Mou Keer fell asleep in her wedding sedan chair.

This time, Qin Ke'er slept soundly.

I had a lot of dreams. In my dreams, I had my favorite food, the most commonly used kitchen utensils, my favorite cartoons, favorite TV series and novels, and so on.

"Young Mistress? Young Mistress?" The matchmaker's voice suddenly entered Qin Ke'er's dream.

"Cheese...hehe, Coke..." A little old lady appeared in Qin Keer's dream. The little old lady seemed to be a fairy, and with a wave of her hand, Qin Keer changed a lot of delicious food.

When Qin Keer was drooling and was about to enjoy it, a violent shaking suddenly made everything disappear in an instant.

And Qin Ke'er, who was asleep, finally woke up.

After waking up, Qin Ke'er was still a little dazed. Looking at the red eyes, her first reaction was that it was on fire.

"Wow... Oops!" Just as she was about to jump up and shout, she suddenly hit her head somewhere, and the pain made Qin Ke'er wake up instantly.

"This..." Qin Ke'er was trying to regain her language function.

"Young Mistress, did you hear me?" The matchmaker's voice came in again.

"Ah!" This answer was completely subconsciously given by Qin Ke'er.

(End of this chapter)

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