The president's favorite: little friend, you are so sweet

Chapter 505 A Big Misunderstanding

Everyone couldn't bear to howl at Garbo.

Lychee and Orange Juice looked at their best friend in a daze, and really didn't know what to say about her.

Qu Jimeng felt that this matter seemed to be a joke, but he really saw how powerful his fiancee is.

Just as he was about to explain, Xiang Jianyi asked without fear of death, "Old sister, my aunt is crying for marriage, what are you crying about?"

Xiang Jiabao raised his tear-filled eyes and looked at everyone. No one was crying. What's going on? "Don't you marry with crying?"

"I said—how much do you hate being married! People are crying for marriage, why are you howling? It's not your turn to get married yet!" Li Zhi was also pissed off by her girlfriend's crazy manipulation.

Orange Juice, "Jiabao means to let Mengmeng see it with her own eyes, and she will be a trainee tonight to cry and marry."

"Damn! Are there still apprentices in crying marriage? Then when you marry Ye Feng in the future, will you have to be an apprentice when I get married?"

"Are you getting married?" Orange Juice's words attracted everyone's attention to the silent Zheng Yinan.

Tonight, surprisingly, he didn't make trouble with the bride.

This is too abnormal.

"Lichi, did you quarrel with your husband or not?" Orange Juice didn't know why, seeing that Zheng Yinan was just holding his phone and looking at them, ignoring them, he asked more curiously.

Lizhi shook her head, "No, don't guess!"

Li Zhi felt uncomfortable being stared at by everyone, Zheng Yinan didn't stand up to defend his girlfriend at all, put away his phone, "I'm going to the bathroom."

At this time, Xiang Jiabao wiped away tears, "So as a friend, I don't need to participate in crying marriage? Oh, it's really embarrassing."

"It's a good thing you didn't cry like Xiaoyu!" Qu Jimeng took Xiao Nizi into the bathroom, and joked while wiping her face with a hot towel.

Xiang Jiabao's red face twitched slightly, "I swear I was really deluded at the time, thinking that marrying with a cry means crying with the bride."

"Hey... You made the atmosphere so high that the old uncle was very mad at home. We won't go to the wedding night tomorrow night. Otherwise, the old uncle will kill us both."

"Okay, let's leave it for my uncle's comrades tomorrow night." Xiang Jiabao obediently asked his fiancé to wipe his face.

That little figure was as cute as it could be.

After Qu Jimeng wiped his face, he turned his head and glanced at the door quickly, then leaned over, and covered his fiancée's small mouth with his warm lips.

Zizizi sucked a few times.

Although everyone was noisy in the living room outside, in the square inch of the bathroom, there was an ambiguous atmosphere in the air.

After laughing and kissing, Qu Jimeng raised his head and smiled slightly. There was a touch of blush on his handsome face, and his porcelain face was more beautiful than a girl's face.

Xiang Jiabao threw herself into his arms and acted coquettishly. After an unknown amount of time, Qu Jimeng sixth felt a gaze staring at her back. Turning her head suddenly, she saw Zheng Yinan, Gong Silang, Bao Liangshuo, Ye Feng... …

One by one hugging their chests, looking at the two of them with cold faces.

"Damn! What kind of eyes do you have? Isn't it just a kiss?"

Xiang Jiabao didn't want to know who was looking at them, so he just stuck out his eyes, "They are all boring men! Don't pay attention to these people."

Go to the toilet to wash your hands, and stay together.

What exactly do you want?

Qu Jimeng put his fiancée in his arms, and walked out from the sink in a swaggering manner.

When the two came out, Qu Jimeng couldn't help but turn around, seeing his younger brother Bo Liangshuo looking at them coldly, "What are you looking at?"

Xiang Jiabao hastily raised her small hands to smooth her husband's chest, couldn't help grinning, blinked her clear eyes, "I guess Liang Shuo is envious and jealous."

Bo Liangshuo said leisurely, "I just want to see the letter 'idiot' on your back, when will you tear it off."

(End of this chapter)