Mr.President: tease me!

What's more, she wore a long skirt with a hanging neck today. Her back was a little exposed, revealing her white skin. What did it look like to be held by her brother.

"Cough... Cough..." Yan chuxia gasped. After coughing, she raised her small face, glanced at Hua Feiyu, said to Hua nongying, "husband, this is your brother Hua Feiyu?"

"Well, yes, you should stay away from him in the future." Hua nongying sneered. He knew Xiaoxiao disliked his brother now.

Hua Feiyu: "..." with wide eyes, she scanned Yan chuxia from top to bottom.

Don't know him?

His brother also told him that she was not situ Xiaoxiao, but the daughter of some ghost in England. Her name was Yan chuxia. How could she look like situ Xiaoxiao? Damn it!

He thought situ Xiaoxiao was resurrected. Look what makes him happy.

"Early summer, let's go to see dad and mom." Hua Nong gave a white look and stood like a silly brother. He hooked his lips and hugged situ's small waist and left.

The new lady looked at the foolish bridegroom, came forward and took his arm, smiled and said, "my sister-in-law is very beautiful. You don't have to watch it for so long. I'll be fine today."

Hua Feiyu was stunned and giggled for a few seconds before he hugged the bride and went to the stage to offer tea.

When the flower mother saw the shadow of the flower standing in front of her, she couldn't help blushing her eyes. Tears blurred her vision, raised her hand and stroked her eldest son's face. She looked at her tears.

"You're back at last, son," said the flower mother, crying.

The flower mother thought she would never see her son again in her life. Fortunately, he was still alive, and her heart was finally at ease.

Although Huafu was very happy that his eldest son came back, he didn't like the old woman. He just smiled at him and said to the women around him, "today is Feiyu's wedding. Can you stop being so emotional and pretentious? What are you crying about?"

The tone was not angry, but helping the flower mother wipe her tears.

Yan chuxia said politely, "Hello, mom and dad. My name is Yan chuxia. Call me chuxia."

That mouth is as sweet as honey.

Hua nongying simply said hello to her parents, then hugged Hua Mohan and Hua Xiaoqi.

When they saw such a lovely dragon and Phoenix fetus, the one was so happy that he wanted to kiss them.

"Good grandpa and grandma, good uncle and aunt." the two small milk bags were so creamy that they made the flower parents happy.

Hua Xiaoqi looked at the handsome groom dressed today, stretched out his short hand and wanted to hug him.

"Uncle, hold ~" Hua Xiaoqi tooted his mouth. Today he wore a white fluffy skirt, like a flower fairy, with long hair in braids.

Hua Feiyu looked at her niece and didn't straighten the arc on her face. She picked up Hua Xiaoqi and directly kissed her little face.

"What's your name ~" Hua Feiyu asked, learning from a woman's beauty.

But he didn't faint the people standing next to him. The man learned from women. Anyway, Yan chuxia was a cold.

I got goose bumps all over and couldn't see it.

But Hua Mo was cold in the arms of the flower mother and put his arms around the neck of the flower mother.

"Grandma, your eyes are as blue as mine. They are very attractive." Hua Mohan smiled and looked at the flower mother with crescent moon.

The happy heart of the flower mother was almost melted by the little grandson.

Yan chuxia couldn't close her mouth until she found that her son's eyes were the same as those of Hua nongying and grandma Mo Han. They were blue.

Genetic genes are too powerful, but the flower feather didn't inherit such a good gene.

After half a ring, the wedding was lively.

Yan chuxia was bored and walked around.

Suddenly, a man came in.

Wearing a dark suit, he is slender and strong, healthy wheat complexion, thick eyebrows, tall nose, thin and light lips, angular outline, handsome, cold and arrogant, and domineering like a prince.

Walking slowly towards her.

Closer and closer.

Yan chuxia looked at the handsome guy. He looked at dementia and swallowed his saliva.

Although her husband is also handsome, handsome to make public, but in front of this is abstinence handsome, different.

No, I was stunned all at once.

Jue Yanxi looked at this man with the same face as situ Xiaoxiao, with the same body and height.

The only difference is that there is no embroidered butterfly on her back.

White and snow-white skin, no trace at all.

But he was sure she was his little girl.

As like as two peas, the wind told him that the flowers were still alive and brought back a woman who was just the same as Stuart.

He felt his breathing stop in an instant.

He rushed over and saw the beautiful shadow. He couldn't believe there were two people who looked so similar.

"Small!" Jue Yanxi grabbed Yan chuxia's hand and dragged her into his arms.

Situ was stunned.

"This gentleman, do we know each other?" Yan chuxia looked at Jue Yanxi suspiciously. She admitted that he was very handsome.

Handsome can't hug people. She has a husband.

Yan chuxia hurriedly pushed the man away.

"Don't you know whether men and women give or receive, sir?" Yan chuxia saw that the man had been looking at himself and didn't speak.

Jue Yan Xi's eyes sank and his strength increased: "situ Xiaoxiao, don't you dare not know me!"

Although she didn't have the embroidered butterfly on her back, he could be sure at a glance that this was situ Xiaoxiao.

He felt his dead heart alive again.

"I'm sorry, sir. I'm not situ." situ's hand was so painful that he frowned. "Sir, you've got the wrong person. My name is Yan chuxia."

"Say it again!" Jue Yanxi's face was calm, but the wind surged in her dark and deep eyes. She dared not know him!

How dare she!

Or is she really not her, but his feeling is that she is!

She is situ Xiaoxiao!

Yan chuxia's clear and innocent eyes looked at Jue Yanxi's eyes and tried to recall to make sure he didn't know the man in front of him.

Then he pulled out his hand and smiled: "Sir, I really don't know you."

Yan chuxia's expression is natural and pure, and it doesn't look like pretending.

Jue Yanxi locked her eyes in doubt.

Yan chuxia was hairy when the man looked at him, and then stared at him coldly.

Are you sick?

I said I didn't know you, but I still saw a piece of wool!

Handsome is great!

MMP！

According to her violent temper, it's almost rude.

However, today she wants to be a lady. Wearing such a glittering long skirt with a neck and a lady's hair, her temperament has all risen.

She shouldn't be angry about it.

Yan chuxia turned her head and didn't look at the man.

The man looked at situ's small back and was silent for a moment.

Hua nongying took a panoramic view of everything, pulled his lips, put the cup on the waiter's tray and leaned slightly, "Feiyu, I'll leave."

Hua Feiyu nodded.