How can the president be fierce

Chapter 3331 Sweet Marriage Chapter 1893 Mr. Ji is so courageous!

As soon as the words fell, there was an uproar in the audience.

Then there was only a refreshing breeze blowing on the face.

Men and women often shake hands, from the length of fingers, the feeling of palm lines, and the strength of shaking hands with people, the body will instinctively remember them.

But just from the touch on the back of the hand, it is really too difficult to find a woman among 50 people.

They are all pampered girls, their hands are very delicately maintained, and the touch on the back of their hands is not as sensitive as fingers. Just a single touch, almost completely depends on the temperature to distinguish.

But a person's normal body temperature is only a few, and it fluctuates slightly with changes in the environment. How dare he say that today's Zhizhi's body temperature is the one he is familiar with in normal times?
Now even Deng Meng was a little anxious: "Zi Chuan, it's better to be more cautious."

As for the wedding, if it's more lively, it's more lively. If it gets too big, it won't end well, and with Zhizhi's short temper, if he picks the wrong person, he will probably destroy the wedding scene on the spot.

Nan Moshang raised his hand and patted twice, almost sneering: "Okay! Mr. Ji is so courageous! If this is the case, then don't waste time, let's start, brides, just change positions."

The brides who were standing neatly, quickly changed their positions indiscriminately and stood up again.

All of a sudden, the huge wedding banquet became quiet, and none of the hundreds of guests spoke aloud, as if they were afraid that any noise would disturb his judgment, and each of them held their breath and waited and watched.

Ji Zichuan, who was wearing a blindfold, was checked by three waiters, and after confirming that he could not see anything, they led him to the position of the bride on the far left in the first row.

"All right?" he asked.

"Yes, Mr. Ji, you can start now."

Ji Zichuan immediately raised his right hand slightly, and turned the back of his hand to the bride: "Sorry, I can't see it, you can take the initiative to touch my hand."

The bride lifted a corner of her veil, and really touched it carefully.

The man's thin lips curved slightly, and he said two polite and distant words: "Thank you."

Then he took a step sideways.

A few seconds later, there was another polite and distant 'thank you'.

"Thank you."

"Thank you."

"Thank you."

"Thank you."

"..."

More and more thanks, repeated in the ears of many guests over and over again.

During this period, he didn't even hesitate for a moment. With such a firm tone, he just touched it so naturally, said thank you, and then straddled a sideways.

Minutes passed by...

The man has already passed the rightmost bride in the first row, and has reached the second row, walking back from right to left.

It was still a polite and indifferent 'thank you' one after another.

Seeing him getting closer and closer to the finish line, the people watching around gradually became agitated.

Whisper.

"Has it already passed? How I look at it, I think it is the fifth one in the first row."

"I wonder if it's not in there at all?"

"It's so embarrassing. It's so embarrassing that I didn't find the bride at the end of a while!"

"..."

Nan Mubai became interested, and guessed with Xiao Man next to him: "I look at the figure, and it looks like the second one from the right in the second row."

Hao Xiaoman: "Why do I think it's the second in the first row?"

Deng Meng: "I look like the fifth person from the right in the second row."

(End of this chapter)