Abduction of love and marriage: wrongly provoking the black emperor

Chapter 90 The Royal Wedding
"Are you threatened..." Realizing this question, Ji Fengwu was about to speak, but was suddenly interrupted by Feng Sumo, "I am willing."

"Su Mo!" Ji Fengwu couldn't understand her behavior.

Wanting to continue asking, Feng Sumo interrupted him again, "Go and sit at the guest seats, everyone is watching us."

"If you dare to treat this girl badly, I will definitely not let you go." Ji Fengwu looked at Moxiluo next to him coldly, turned around and walked towards the guest seats, every step he took, his footsteps were as heavy as if they were filled with lead .

Everyone is watching, he can't let Feng Sumo become the focus of the topic, but is the relationship between him and her over like this?

"The wedding can begin." Looking sideways at Moxiluo, Feng Sumo's voice was indifferent.

Mesilo nodded lightly, and returned to the altar again.

Feng Sumo was held by Jia Ye, and when he walked to the red carpet, the music of the wedding march suddenly sounded.

From walking the red carpet, taking oaths, exchanging rings, tossing the bouquet, to the end of the whole ceremony, Ji Fengwu's eyes were locked on Feng Sumo's face, hoping to read some of the reasons for agreeing to attend the wedding from her expression.

However, from the beginning to the end, Feng Sumo only smiled lightly. Although the smile was very faint, it would not make people feel her rejection of the wedding.

Prince Kanoqi sat at the front of the auditorium, his face was always cold and tense.

His grandson got married, and the bride met him for the first time at the wedding ceremony, which is ironic when he thinks about it.

During the guests' banquet, there was another pair of eyes that kept looking at Feng Sumo.

Seeing her decent demeanor, her smiling face, and even her every move, the man's eyes dimmed...

……

The banquet in the evening was another important part of the wedding. Feng Sumo changed into a more simple dress, and his hair simply fell to his shoulders, adding a hint of laziness to the demureness.

"Sister!" The small body occupied the position that should have belonged to Moxiluo. Ian called "Sister" to the left, and said "Sister" again, walking around her, his voice was very sweet.

"What's your name?" Feng Sumo squatted down, rubbing his hair lightly.

"My name is Ian, and I'm Brother Xiluo's younger brother." Ian smiled sweetly.

Feng Sumo looked at his smiling face and smiled too.

In fact, she really likes children, and she likes this kind of child with rosy skin and clever and weird personality.

"If you like it, give birth to one yourself?" Behind him, a voice full of teasing suddenly sounded.

The unfamiliar voice made Feng Sumo slightly startled, his head slowly turned sideways, and his eyes fell on the person who appeared behind the two of them at some point.

A very young man with golden hair and the same blue eyes as Ian, the two seem to have some similarities.

His brother?
"This is my brother born to a mother, Lance." Ian took Lance and introduced him to Feng Sumo attentively.

Feng Sumo nodded slightly, as a greeting.

Lance thought for a while, and then said, "If you do it all night tonight, you might have a baby."

It is too normal for Westerners to talk about love at the age of seventeen or eighteen. When Lance mentioned this, he spoke as naturally as if he was discussing what to eat today.

On the other hand, Feng Sumo, whose face was so red after those words, lowered his head, sipped the cocktail in his hand, eased his uncomfortable chest, and secretly began to greet Lance in his heart.

Sure enough, birds of a feather flock together, and those who are close to Mexilo are not good people!

(End of this chapter)