Shengmei smiled. Of course, how can there be a family atmosphere when eating out? It’s a fine day. I can rest. Let’s go shopping in the supermarket together.
I nodded. Okay
She’s right. Xiao Qi said Chan lives in the attic now. Didn’t you say you bought him a suite to live in?
I said the house won’t be wronged until the end of the month.
Shengmei said that’s not good. Why don’t we go back and pick up a room and let Chan Xian live there in the attic? It’s really pitiful.
I look at her. It’s very kind of you. You’re such a kind girl. You look like a bodhisattva now.
She seems to have some difficulties, but it’s not a big deal to let her friends stay for a few days. Mr. Fish is really flattering.
The red light was on at the intersection of the foreign trade and economic cooperation building. Although it was late at night and there were not many cars on the road, Shengmei parked the car and waited for the green light to come on.
A BMW drove past the car from the side, decorated with many flowers, and then dragged a bunch of cans on the road.
Ah, it’s a wedding car. It’s amazing to see that car pass in front of us so late.
I smiled and said that it was about this time. I think their direction should be to go to Zhuhai for their honeymoon
It’s so romantic. The bride must be very beautiful. She should be full of joy now. It’s really exciting.
The BMW has gone a long way, and Shengmei is still looking in that direction until the other person’s shadow is gone, and she doesn’t sit back in her seat.
This is not the most romantic and common situation.
You, Mr. Fish, you explain
I’m sorry. I shouldn’t talk nonsense
Anyway, Mr. Fish said what is the most romantic wedding car? Shengmei looked at me relentlessly.
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Just say it.
I’d like to think of a wedding that is so happy that people can explode.
Don’t speak hesitatingly
I covered my head and asked Miss Shengmei who you hate the most and who you don’t want to get married the last.
She didn’t hesitate to answer Han Chengwan.
I was brave at once, so who is the most married person of Miss Saint-Mei, that is to say, who is willing to marry?
Shengmei blushed too much. Such a question is not for people like you to ask.
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I’m sorry, but if Miss Saint-Mei wants to know the wedding that can make people explode with happiness, she must know who this person is.
She thought and thought, and her face was uncertain.
When the green light is on, she simply pulls over to see if she can’t drive until she hears the knot.
Her eyes rolled around my face as if looking for traces of conspiracy.
I sighed. Let’s assume it’s me first, okay?
She compromised. Okay, let’s assume it’s Mr. Fish.
Now tell me what the most romantic wedding is like. She looked at me with burning eyes.
I looked at her, and you, Han Cheng, sat in the wedding car at night and ran forward in the wind. You wore a white wedding dress and black wood on your chest, and the wedding car was on the highway, surrounded by continuous green grass as soft as carpet.
She bit her lip and her hands were clenched into fists.
Fish plowed in the field and saw your wedding car float past like a gust of wind. Then the fish lost his hoe and coughed and ran to the expressway.