“Young Master, Young Master? You should wake up… Young Master?!”
With this call, the man slowly opened his eyes. What caught his eyes was a huge head, but his body was very small, looking like a strange dwarf. He subconsciously stretched out his hand to block in front of him, and the dwarf immediately took a step back when he saw it: “The little offense, but the son, the hour is almost up, we should set off, if we don’t go, we won’t get the bride!”
What kind of bride to grab… The man frowned slightly: “What are you talking about…” After asking these words, he suddenly involuntarily covered his heart, a desire arose spontaneously in his heart, and there seemed to be a voice telling him: I must Go or you will regret it for life.
The dwarf scratched his head, his hair was sparse, but he had a soaring braid, which looked like a large mushroom with dysplasia. “Isn’t the prince coming to grab the princess of King Ruyang… the bride is going to pass by soon, should we prepare too?”
The man snorted, and finally followed the inner voice: “Who else is there besides you?”
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