"I'm not young anymore, I'm done!"

Beibei took a few steps forward, mustered up the courage to puff up her chest, "Look, I've really grown up."

Nangong Leshan couldn't help but look at her chest.

She has indeed grown up a lot, looking small and exquisite, her body also has the curvature and slenderness that a woman should have.

But he only regarded her as a child, a sister.

He withdrew his gaze without warmth, "You are still young, you don't know what liking is, and you will know when you grow up a bit."

Beibei said anxiously, "I know what liking is, I like you very much, I just like you!"

"Look, you sound like a child when you hear this." He patted her on the shoulder and tried to speak softly, "In the future you will understand that you are just like a younger sister to an older brother."

"I'm not……"

"Okay." Nangong Leshan interrupted her. Over the years, he was used to indifference, and he always spoke calmly, "No matter what you like about me, you and I can't do it. Today is my wedding with Leng Xin , you should bless us."

Beibei was so sad that she was about to cry, "I don't want to bless you, I hate her, she snatched you away from me, I hate her..."

Nangong Leshan frowned, "Beibei, don't say such things! Leng Xin didn't steal anything from you."

Beibei cried: "She has! She used me to get close to you, she just snatched you away from me!"

Hearing her talking too much, Nangong Leshan also lost his patience.

"If you keep making trouble like this, don't go to the wedding in a while."

After he was about to leave, Beibei suddenly hugged his body from behind.

"Brother, I really like you. Don't marry her, okay?"

Nangong Leshan grabbed her wrist and wanted to pull her away, but he didn't pull her away all at once.

The girl hugged him tightly, her soft body pressed against his strong back, and he could smell the unique fragrance of girls on her body in his breath.

Nangong Leshan was agitated, pulled her away again, and strode away without looking back.

Only the girl was left crying in place.

……

The wedding will start soon.

All the guests are already seated.

Nangong Leshan stood at the end of the red carpet, waiting for the arrival of the bride.

He is tall and straight, 186 cm tall, handsome with a little cold facial features, making him look particularly attractive.

Coupled with his noble status, people looked at him with all kinds of envy.

Everyone present was curious as to which girl was so lucky to marry him.

At the other end of the red carpet, the bride took her father's arm and walked slowly towards him.

The guests turned their heads to look and couldn't help being amazed.

The bride is very beautiful. Although she is not a peerless beauty, she has a gentle and elegant temperament, which makes people feel very comfortable.

The two of them looked like a perfect match, they were like golden boys and jade girls.

Nangong Leshan looked at her with a smile, and the bride also smiled and looked at him.

The two of them seemed to only have each other in their eyes.

Bei Bei who was sitting in the second row looked dazzling, as if her heart was being cut by a knife.

Sitting next to her is her mother, Nangong Wan.

Nangong Wan sighed softly, "I thought you would definitely marry him in the future, but I didn't expect you two to have no fate after all..."

Beibei felt even more uncomfortable after hearing this.

As the bride approached, Nangong Leshan stretched out his hand to catch her little hand.

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