Take your son to get married

Chapter 756: Making trouble in the bridal chamber 7
Emotional bridal chambers are not only in this house, but also there are huge crowds outside the house, Feng Shukuang listened to the voice of Yingwaihe here, not to mention his face was black, even his teeth were black.

"Half a minute." Bu Yanchen's voice at this moment was like a reminder.

Half a minute, there is still half a minute left, but what is the most precious thing in Mo Qianchen, does this mean that he should compare peanuts and lotus seeds, which is the most expensive?
Feng Shukuang stared at Mo Qianchen who was close at hand, his eyes seemed to be on radar, constantly scanning up and down quickly.

At this moment, the room is full of red lights, reflecting on Mo Qianchen's blushing face, making Mo Qianchen even more charming, and the heart-shaped rouge petals on the center of his eyebrows are even more beautiful and charming. For Mo Qianchen, add three points of expression.

Feng Shukuang looked at Mo Qianchen with his eyes closed at this moment, showing Mo Qianchen, who is willing to be picked up by the king. Feng Shukuang only felt that his blood was boiling, and his body was too hard to be smashed, but, damn it, what is the most precious thing? Yes, if you can't find him, you will be ashamed and thrown to the whole Kyushu.

The most precious, what is the most precious, what is Mo Qianchen's most precious?the most precious...

"time up."

"Haha, Xiaoqi is going to learn from pigs."

"Hehe, let's go and prepare to go out and watch the Seventh Prince learn from pigs..."

"It's really worthless, I can't even find the most precious ones, but, haha, there are good-looking ones..."

Accompanied by Bu Yanchen's order, Feng Qingkuang and others gloated and yelled out, Feng Shukuang's sixth brother, fourth brother and the little rabbit bone almost laughed and rushed towards Feng Shukuang, ready to suppress Feng Shukuang Go to Huangcheng Street to learn pig rolling.

"Hmph, how can I not find Qianchen's most precious thing." Amidst the laughter, Feng Shukuang suddenly snorted triumphantly, brushed across Mo Qianchen's face in his hand, and pinched a piece of stuff with his fingertips □□.

As soon as he made a move, the people who saw what he was holding in their hands suddenly stopped laughing and all looked at him stupidly.

With a proud face, Feng Shukuang raised the object in his hand and said triumphantly: "Who dares to say that this object is not the most precious?"

Under the red light in the room, what Feng Shukuang held in his hands was the heart-shaped rouge petal that was attached to Mo Qianchen's forehead.

"Qianchen's heart to me is the most precious thing. How dare you say that this heart is not precious." Holding up the petals, Feng Shukuang was full of love and righteousness mixed with complacency.

Mo Qianchen's love for him is the most precious thing, all other things are not important.

There was a moment of silence in the room. Everyone looked at the thing in Feng Shukuang's hands. It was the cheapest decoration on Mo Qianchen's body. Time could find no words to refute.

"Puff." In the silence, Mo Qianchen, who had been silent all this time, suddenly burst out laughing, and then with a slight flick of his wrist, he broke the restraint on her body, stood up, and stretched out his arms to hug her. With a hug of wind and madness: "Yes, my heart is the most precious."

Feng Shukuang immediately reached out and hugged Mo Qianchen tightly: "Of course."

Embracing each other with infinite tenderness and sweetness.

"Is this also possible?"

"Damn, this kid is talking nonsense..."

"Then do you dare to refute him?"

……

In the silence, who dares to say that Mo Qianchen's heart is not the most precious?Who dares to say.

(End of this chapter)