Pampering cool and thin beloved wife

Chapter 67 The Grand Wedding (1)
Zhuo Hui was the first to pick up a piece of lily, and while Jian Yunshang was not paying attention, he closed his eyes and gave it to his mouth with an awe-inspiring appearance.After chewing two whole mouthfuls, the ecstasy almost made him cry!
At this time, Jian Yunrong also held a piece of crab claws, and his handsome and attractive young face instantly became tear-filled and distorted.

Only Jian Yunshang seemed to have a good appetite, and tried the same thing over and over again.

It has to be said that the level of this culinary skill is simply the best of the five scum of war.

It's just that most people can't eat the food cooked by the young master of the Jiang family.For the sake of his hard work, Jian Yunshang didn't say anything to ridicule after all.

After finishing half a bowl of half-cooked rice, Jian Yunshang put down her chopsticks, and inexplicably felt a sense of happiness for the rest of her life after the catastrophe.

Jiang Muchen, who used to be talkative and cheap, was surprisingly quiet tonight, eating silently from beginning to end without saying a word.

Feeling guilty, Zhuo Hui tried his best to eat half a bowl, then pulled Jian Yunrong who didn't move his chopsticks very much, and ran to the backyard as if fleeing.

Fortunately, he was smart enough to not listen to Jiang Muchen's bragging, and bought half a roast sheep outside the gate of the scenic spot in advance, and a lot of beer came in.

As soon as they left, the atmosphere in the restaurant immediately became delicate.

Jiang Muchen gently put down his chopsticks, his narrow and sharp black eyes, pretending to be calm, fell on that beautiful face, and froze.

Jian Yunshang's reaction was flat, as if she had long been numb to his gaze.

After a long time, Jiang Muchen leaned back on the chair and laughed at himself: "It's hard to eat, right, but you don't have to take care of my self-esteem."

Compared with his trying to cover up, Jian Yunshang's posture is extraordinarily graceful, her thin lips are opened and closed like rose petals in full bloom: "Fortunately, I just want to try, how unpalatable it can be. "

Jiang Muchen was dumbfounded, his sensitive nose accidentally smelled the smell of barbecue in the air, and couldn't help explaining: "I didn't make the barbecue."

Jian Yunshang stood up with a smile, her moist and bright eyes swept over, and she smiled charmingly and innocently: "I know."

The casual and unaffected smile, as bright as the bright stars in the night sky, hits straight into the depths of the man's heart.

Jiang Muchen froze for a second, as if his chaotic heartbeat suddenly missed a beat.

After regaining his senses, he stretched out his head to glance at the backyard, and once again made up his mind secretly in his heart that he would not show it easily until he had perfected his cooking skills.

With the dark dishes as a comparison, the roasted lamb, which tastes ordinary, is instantly delicious and makes people want to cry against the wind.Most of the roasted sheep, but after a while, half of them have been wiped out.

In order to maintain her figure, Jian Yunshang always eats less and more meals.So just a few sips and a can of beer.

Jian Yunrong's happiness and excitement were all written on his face.

He sat between two older men, asking all kinds of weird questions innocently and childishly.

The person being questioned was very patient, and he did not despise him because of his ignorance and youthfulness.

A tolerant and modest attitude is exactly what she lacks the most at present.

In her teenage years, she not only had to support a family, but also had to deal with Jian Weiwei's provocations from time to time.As a result, she is often irritable and restless, often vents anger for no reason, and never really relaxes.

Even at this moment, she was still worried subconsciously, worried that she would be squeezed out by several old directors of Jane's.

While chatting and laughing, Jiang Muchen noticed that her complexion was gradually revealing gloom, and she looked a little depressed.He took a sip of beer, got up calmly, changed his seat, and sat next to her cheekily: "Moved?"

"..." Jian Yunshang pulled back her thoughts, and looked at him mockingly: "Think too much!"

Jiang Muchen laughed, and sat beside her quietly drinking wine, occasionally chatting with Jian Yunrong.

After a while, seeing that Jian Yunshang was really not in the mood to talk to her, she got up gracefully and entered the room casually.

He went upstairs and randomly found an unworn coat from the closet. With a thought, he sent group messages to several of his buddies: "I'm getting married, two days from Mutian International Hotel, the best man's dress is ready .”

After posting, she called Shen Rumei with deep eyes, and said as soon as she got through, "Send the invitation, I'm going to hold a wedding at the Mutian International Hotel in two days. Tomorrow morning, Zhuo Hui will send out my guest list." Send it back, whoever you want to invite."

This Shen Rumei raised his voice in fright: "Mu Chen, what the hell are you doing!"

"I said I'm going to hold a wedding! Mom, you should be happy for your son." Jiang Muchen said seriously: "If my dad wants to attend, I won't force it."

Shen Ru frowned: "I have no objection to your marriage, but the time is so short, we have nothing to prepare."

Jiang Muchen smiled happily: "As long as I'm prepared, that's it."

After finishing speaking, he hung up the line neatly, followed by digging out the battery of the mobile phone, and returned to the backyard nonchalantly with his coat in his arms.

The temperature in the valley is no better than that in the urban area, and the wind blows at night is even more chilly. Jian Yunshang doesn't wear much, and he doesn't want to see her catch a cold and have a fever.

Putting the coat on her body, Jiang Muchen didn't say anything, and joined Zhuo Hui and Jian Yunrong at ease, continuing to eat meat and drink.

Jian Yunshang still had no reaction on the surface, but the bottom of her heart was full of turmoil.

She admitted that at that moment, her opinion of Jiang Muchen was shaken again...

At the end of the night sky, the bright neon lights render the bustling and hustle and bustle of Kyoto to the fullest.

Amidst the traffic, the low-key and luxurious door lintel at night, illuminated by the radiant lights, is majestic and majestic, exuding the noble atmosphere like a king.

Song Yue was dressed in a sexy attire, with thick, dark, wavy long hair, casually draped over one shoulder.The neck is smooth and white like porcelain, with a delicate and soft powder, and every move is so hot that it is fascinating.

She parked the car and flung the car to the parking boy flirtatiously. She winked at him, twisted Xiaoman's waist, and entered the lobby without looking sideways.

Every guest who enters the night has his own identity card.Because of Song Qingshan's relationship, every time Song Yue went to the platinum layer directly at night.

The pattern of this floor is quite special, and the corresponding design like a maze often makes the first-time guests go in the wrong direction.Song Yue is a frequent visitor to Ye Shi, she never goes wrong.

The coquettish red lips curved freely, Song Yue pushed the door open without looking at the door number.

As soon as the footsteps were taken, the lights in the private room suddenly dimmed, and there was an inexplicable smell behind him, which was unique to men.Nervously closing her eyes, her heart was pounding, and she yelled tremblingly, "Let me go!"

(End of this chapter)