Don't be too sweet

Chapter 1302 Extrusion Deformation ([-])

Chapter 1302 Extrusion Deformation ([-])

He Shanshan put the food on the round table in the center, picked up the chopsticks and started eating, finishing the bowl of rice she made herself.

She had a good appetite and ate one third of the food, then she put the chopsticks she had used next to another rice bowl on the top of the hill, and walked to the bed without saying a word.

Yang Jiu understood, walked to the table and started eating.

That bowl of rice made by Zhang Qiao is really important!Her mother squeezed three-tenths of the food for the whole family into one bowl, and it was estimated that He Xiangqian would not have enough for them.

Yang Jiu sat at the table to eat, when he opened the rice bowl, he was stunned for a moment, but then he took the chopsticks to eat calmly.

Although He Shanshan was standing by the bed watching little Zhu'er, she also followed Yang Jiu's movements from the corner of her eyes.

Watching Yang Jiu eat that terrible big bowl of rice that was so compressed that the rice grains were deformed, watching him eat all the dishes on the plate, I couldn't help feeling a little worried.

How Yang Jiu's appetite is, she still knows that she will eat and live with him when he is married, and also knows that the amount at this time is huge for Yang Jiu, and he can't bear it, but he stuffed it all into his stomach.

She knew that he didn't say anything, but did something that made her feel distressed, and now that she looked at him like this, she really felt distressed, so angry!But more is full of helplessness.

How could Yang Jiu do this? !
He Shanshan pursed her lips, unwilling to look at Yang Jiu, but she couldn't help but glance at Yang Jiu's belly. Under the big wedding robe, it was hard to tell if she was full.

It was rare to find a quiet and serene atmosphere in the room.

At the same time, the discussions on Mr. Jiu's marriage on the streets of Fengyun Villa were almost as lively as heaven.

The reason is also simple.

The welcoming team suddenly quickened their pace and entered the owner's mansion, and then fell silent. There was no worship, and the bride was just sent to the bridal chamber to stay!

so……

"Does Master Jiu really care about this wife? Or doesn't he care?"

"Does it matter whether you can worship or not?"

"But if you don't care about the bride's petty temper during the reception, Mr. Jiu completely ignores it or marry another one. Look, aren't there four brides waiting for him?"

"Is Mr. Jiu's wife his weakness?"

"Do you think Mr. Jiu's marriage to his wife is just a sword shield, but who is he actually trying to protect?"

The voices of the discussion became more and more intense, and gradually began to have their own ideas.

"Young Master Jiu marries a wife as a sword token. He must have someone to protect! That's why he made such a move."

"No, Mr. Jiu must know that the bride is very powerful in the street, so he deliberately didn't make a move and let the matter develop! So Mr. Jiu cares about his wife now, otherwise, why would Mr. Jiu kneel to the bride when we welcome the bride? "

"Then tell me, why is there no etiquette of worship?!"

Everyone has their own understanding, but they also insist on it, arguing endlessly.

In the house where the He family lived——

Yang Jiu and He Shanshan, the two parties under discussion, had a rare good rest at noon.

Towards dusk—

There was movement again in the owner's mansion, and it was once again surrounded.

It was a rare opportunity to enter the owner's mansion to watch the ceremony, and crowds rushed in one after another. Naturally, there were many people who wanted to take the opportunity to kill Mr. Jiu, the owner of the owner, and they were lurking in secret.

Mr. Jiu, wearing a mask and groom's wedding dress, stood in the hall, and opposite him was the bride in a red hijab and bride's wedding dress.

(End of this chapter)