Military marriage 100 points: Chief spoils deeply

Yes, tomorrow's Christmas is also su Zixi's wedding.

Luo Yin sat up straight and crossed her legs. She looked at Shen Wu, "brother, what are you going to do? Just say a word."

"Forget it, people don't intend to go at all." Yu Fanjia shook his head as he said.

I've known Shen Wu for so long. It's the first time to see him so counselled.

Hearing the speech, Cheng Zijun gently frowned, "Shen Wu, what do you mean? You want Zixi to give you an invitation, but you don't go and tease her?"

When Shen Wu approached Su Zixi, he didn't care much. He didn't think Su Zixi would be fooled.

Shen Wu would not have the patience to chase for a long time. Su Zixi ignored him and naturally gave up.

Who would have thought that Shen Wuyi pursued for two years.

After all, he was also a brother and sister related by blood. He teased Su Zixi again and again, and Cheng Zijun was a little angry.

He didn't want Su Zixi to marry Yan Lang, but Shen Wu didn't think about it at all, so he didn't bother to say it.

Why don't you even go to the wedding now?

Facing Cheng Zijun's question, Shen Wu didn't speak.

Other people in the hall also made a sound. About a minute or two later, Cheng Zijun spoke again.

"You don't satisfy her with the last little wish? You have to go if you don't go tomorrow."

Su Zixi gave Shen Wu an invitation to prove that she wanted him to go.

Therefore, even if it is tied, it will tie Shen Wu!

Seeing Cheng Zijun's words, the others looked at Shen Wu. They didn't know why, and inexplicably entered the theater mode.

Cheng Zijun is the same to me.

He said he could tie it, so he could tie it.

What is this feeling of expectation?

Luo Yin's concern is that Cheng Zijun and Shen Wu are more powerful. What if they can't fight?

Cheng Zijun, as the boss of a group, has strong strength. She should be able to compete with Shen Wuyi. If she can't, she can help fight!

The words in Cheng Zijun's words darkened Shen Wu's eyes.

Last wish

Shen Wu got up and said, "let's go."

Let's go. They didn't react for the moment.

Yu Fanjia's eyes lit up. Why, did he figure it out?

Then, Shen Wu added two words, "hot pot."

“……”

Pull it down. Forget this. It's important to eat hot pot.

Luo Yin put down his fruit plate and put on his shoes.

Mo Yang saw that she was so thin, his eyebrows slightly twisted, "wait for me."

After that, Mo Yang went upstairs.

Luo Yin and Shen Wu are waiting downstairs.

Three or four minutes later, Mo Yang came down.

He had a cotton padded jacket and a scarf in his hand.

He walked to Luo Yin, his thin lips gently opened, "reach out."

Luo Yin did it.

Mo Yang put on his cotton padded clothes for her, wrapped his scarf around two or three circles, wrapped Luo Yin into a koala, and then showed a satisfied look at the bottom of his eyes, "let's go."

Luo Yin refused. She had never worn so many clothes.

Although it is cold in winter, she is used to it.

It's inconvenient to dress like this. I feel like I've pressed a few kilograms of quilt on my body.

Luo Yin opened her mouth and was about to say that she didn't wear so much.

In front, Yu Fanjia's voice came, "king, what are you doing? It's too exaggerated."

Luo Yin himself wore a sweater, a woolen coat and a bread suit. Now he looks very bloated.

Mo Yang took care of Luo Yin's scarf in disapproval. His tone was light, "what do you know? It's so cold outside. It'll freeze my baby for a while."