Venerated Venomous Consort Chapter 2922 - The Wedding 8

Chapter 2922 The Wedding 8

Being sat so close together in a private s.p.a.ce made her feel even more awkward. She wanted to stand up and adjust her sitting position but thought that it would be too obvious. Hence, she discreetly coughed to clear her throat before saying, “This car needs an additional seat.”

Di Fuyi merely looked at her and chuckled. “Everyone who gets married will need to sit this way. What’s wrong? Are you shy?”

Gu Xijiu raised her chin slightly as she replied, “No, I am not! I am the Divine Lord. How can I be shy because of this? Besides, this is all just a show. It’s just that I am much older than you, so it’s a bit…”

She could not think of the right word for a moment, so Di Fuyi went on for her, “It makes you feel like an old cow that eating young gra.s.s, right? Or does it more closely resemble a flower being inserted into cow dung?”

Gu Xijiu was speechless.

“I am not an old cow! I am also not cow dung either! Forget it; I will not care about it. I will forgive you for the nonsense that you are uttering.” Sternly, she then turned to face him and found that he was also looking at her. As they were seated rather closely, her lips accidentally caressed his chin.

She quickly lifted her head to the back, and because she moved too quickly, the back of her head had slammed into the window. The collision surely would not hurt her, but she was left red-faced by the incident. “What are you doing so close to me?” She somehow always found herself out of order when she was with him.

Di Fuyi looked at her innocently as he replied, “Isn’t it the fault of the seats?”

Gu Xijiu’s gaze suddenly fell on his chin, and she noticed that there was a faint lip print. She had just remembered that her lips were painted red with lipstick. The grease was too visible! It was the living proof of the crime!

Quickly, she drew out a silk handkerchief and wanted to wipe the lipstick off his chin. However, the moving vehicle unexpectedly came to an immediate halt!

Unprepared, Gu Xijiu immediately tumbled on his body. In that swift moment, her lips were printed on his cheek, leaving another piece of ‘evidence’ to the crime on his face.

Rendered speechless by the sudden escalation of events in the vehicle, she steadied herself and listened attentively to the commotion outside.

“Who are you?!”

“Where did this drunkard come from?! Aren’t you bold! How dare you to stop the wedding parade of the Divine Lord!?”

“Go away! Go away!”

Then, the sounds of drawing their weapons were heard. The people responsible for protecting the vehicle were ready to take action. Surely, they were no ordinary people, but a phalanx team composed of masters sent from the six realms. These people could easily defeat 1,000 opponents in a battle, let alone one drunkard in front of them. However, this time, they had encountered a fierce battle. In just three punches and two kicks, their opponent had propelled one of their comrades into the crowd. It made everyone around shocked and clamored.

Gu Xijiu’s heart suddenly moved. Was he…? She was about to go and check on it herself, but Di Fuyi stopped her. “You are the bride. You should not leave the vehicle. I will go and settle it.” He then bent down slightly and went out of the car.

At that moment, Gu Xijiu suddenly recalled that there were still two prints of her lips on Di Fuyi’s face.

“Master! Master! I want to see you!” There was a cry from outside the vehicle; it was Fan Qianshi’s voice.

Gu Xijiu clenched her fingers together tightly! Sure enough, it was him! What was he doing here at this time? The man was no longer a kid. He should at least have some common sense.

Just as she was about to get angry with him, Fan Qianshi’s voice was ringing in her ear again, “Master, the marriage between you and him is all just part of a deal, right? You do not really love him. You just want to make me give up on you, right? I…”

“Panggg!” A colorful light shone brightly outside the vehicle, and Gu Xijiu’s heart skipped a beat this time. She knew that Di Fuyi had taken action. She could tell from the light that his attacks were not too light or too heavy, but just enough to stop Fan Qianshi from shouting.