Chapter 879 Get Married (2)

Seeing the man, Cassie stood up tacitly, rolled up her long hair and said, "I won't be the third wheel. I'll go to see what Tim is doing."

Consuela watched her leave.

The man was wearing a white suit without any decorations on his body. There seemed to be only a watch on his wrist as an accessory.

He closed the door, hugged her from behind, looked at the mirror and smiled, "We are really a perfect match."

Consuela was amused by his tone. "It's the first time I've seen a person as shameless as you. How can you say such shameless words in such a serious manner?"

She wanted to touch his face, but her hand was grabbed by the man. "Don't be in such a hurry. When the wedding is over, you can do whatever you want to do, but not now."

Consuela's face darkened. "Don't you know what nonsense you are talking about?"

How could he say that? He was really shameless!

Holding her hand, Richie touched his face and smiled, "What nonsense am I talking about? I have always been very serious. "

Debbie rushed into the dressing room, but she didn't expect to see the two of them like this. She couldn't help shouting, "You two are enough. You still have to show off your love in the dressing room. Aren't you afraid of being discovered? Hurry up and entertain the guests."

Being disturbed, Richie's face darkened. He said to Baron behind him, "Can you discipline her?"

Baron shrugged his shoulders and said helplessly, "I'm really sorry, cousin. I'm a slave to my wife."

"Ha-ha, I'm so happy." Debbie hit him when he was down. She covered her belly with her hands and laughed uncontrollably. But Baron didn't say anything and just looked at her dotingly.

Hearing that, Richie's eyelids twitched. Consuela also smiled and said, "You should be very busy with the wedding. Is it really okay for you to be lazy here?"

"It is not lazy to stay with you."

s her mother?

But after all, she didn't know why she didn't agree with it. Was it because of the bad behavior of Richie? Was he too popular?

Not exactly. Anyway, it was just a feeling that the two of them were not suitable.

"Debbie, you always think that we two cannot get along with each other, but you never give me a reason. Can you tell me now?"

"There's nothing to talk about now. It's settled." Debbie didn't want to waste her time. She leaned back lazily, as if she didn't want to care about anything.

"Not necessarily. If I am suddenly persuaded by your words, I may immediately want to run away with you."

There was a smile in her eyes when she said this. It was obvious that she was lying. Debbie frowned. She didn't want to believe it.

"Humph! Come on! I saw your wedding bouquet just now. It seems to be good." Debbie said with some regret, "If only I hadn't been married, I could still be your bridesmaid."

However, Consuela said seriously, "Even if you are not married, I can't invite you to be my bridesmaid."

"You are so mean!"

Consuela smiled and turned the tide, "As a bridesmaid, you'd better be uglier than the bride. What if you become my bridesmaid and steal the limelight?"

"That's more like it."