"You have a grudge against the bridegroom?" The man said unhappily, but with a calm but very positive tone in his voice, wisdom and restraint also showed among them, he said slowly.

"Ha ha! How is that possible? What a joke! I don't even know what the bridegroom looks like. I haven't even seen him. How can I have a grudge with him? "

Mo shallow voice clearly said, her slender neck elegant raised, eyes with a trace of disdain.

Mo Qianqian is still wearing the casual shirt and simple jeans that he wears at home, instead of the bridal dress made by the high-end designer who sets off the transparent tulle.

At that time, she threw her wedding dress into the cupboard in a rage, so now she is not found by the man behind her. She can't help but feel relieved. Her eyes are turning lightly. She begins to lie without blinking!

The black bright eyes of the shallow ink such as crystal gently lifted, revealing innocence and a trace of cunning.

But the other side's breath is long in her neck, let Mo shallow some consternation, but can't help but calm to listen to each other's hoarse and low magnetic voice, gently spit out slow and clear words.

"Yes! I think so, too. How can you have a grudge with the bridegroom? You don't recognize him at all Behind the man's tone seems to have a sense of forbearance, so dangerous.

Mo shallow can't help but be frightened, she light vomit out a breath, then, continue to say.

"Yes. this is it. Even if he appears in front of me now, I don't know, because I don't know him at all! So you're really looking for the wrong person. Don't let your nameless anger out on innocent people, sir, if you want to get out of here alive. "

Mo shallow's tone was flat and clear. He didn't seem to notice the hint in his words at all. The man behind him also breathed. After a long silence, he opened his mouth gently, but his tone was also full of examination and deep research.

"I'll take your opinion into consideration. But that doesn't mean I believe you completely. "

"Anyway, let's get out of here first. Otherwise, after a while, the dresser and the makeup artist will come over, and in the chaos, do you think I won't hurt you? Or do you really want to be the ghost of my gun? "

Mo shallow shallow hear each other's words, but heart a shock, suddenly surprised, he actually know he is the bride?

Even, he told himself that the make-up artist was coming.

Mo Qianqian glanced at the old wall clock on the opposite wall. The clock and minute hand moved slowly, but it was only 15 minutes away from the time when the make-up artist could make up his bride's make-up.

How on earth does this man know? How do you know that you are a bride? There is no flaw in her words. She can be sure.

"What are you talking about? What make-up artist? What make-up does the makeup artist do for me? I'm just a guest to the wedding. I'm not the bride, groom or bridesmaid. My bride and I are just friends, not good enough to be bridesmaids. So, no one wants to make up for me! "

Ink shallow or not reconciled.

No matter how the man found out her identity, she didn't want to reveal it so easily.

So she continued to speak in vain, trying to divert her attention and pretend to be stupid. If the other party has no real evidence, it should be impossible to refute, right?

Who knows, the strength that the other side pinches her chin suddenly aggravates, ink shallow feels a burst of pain, come from jaw.

She could not help but feel a tremor in her heart. She was fully awake: this man didn't believe her at all.