Hearing this, Wan Chuer narrowed his eyes and mused. She and Xiaobai knew about the price of the wedding dress. Xiaobai also said it when boasting with her. At that time, there was no one except her and two small steamed stuffed buns outside the court. How could anyone below know unless she was there. Wan chu'er turned around the bride below. He turned and observed. When they turned to the table of old Zhong, the old man said directly, "my granddaughter can't drink. Let's use tea instead." Everyone here agrees. The big Buddhas at this table have done so. Who in the back dares not to embarrass the bride with eyes. Always love yourself like this. As soon as Wan Chuer was moved, he flew to the old man, snuggled up on his shoulder and choked: "Grandpa, you must live a long life." The smiling Zhong suddenly turned his head and looked at his shoulder, but he didn't see anything. He turned to the bride suspiciously. A few seconds later, he unexpectedly shouted, "chu'er, come here."“ Ah? " The bride was frightened by the old man's momentum and hid behind Jiang Kechu. Wan Chuer, who didn't understand, suddenly felt a strong suction, and the next second she entered her body again. This novel has been translated by www.novelhall.com and if you are reading this somewhere, they have stolen our translation.