Chapter 490

"It's Yuan Shao." Han Xiaojing looked at him coldly, frowning at the smell of his perfume.

Yuan Zong chuckles and sweeps Cheng Xudong's hand on her waist.

"Good dogs don't get in the way." Cheng Xudong bears the impulse to beat him.

As soon as Yuan Zong's arm closed, he hugged her more tightly: "Cheng Xudong, if you are sick, you have to be cured. Can you run here?"

Last time there was a bar fight, he had been lying in bed for more than a week. He couldn't swallow anything.

"Hold Han Xiaojing, do you treat her as a woman or a brother?"

"Yuan Zong, if you want to fight outside, I will accompany you at any time."

As soon as Cheng Xudong's hand left Han Xiaojing's waist, Han Xiaojing held his hand quietly.

"Fight? This is a place to have fun. What kind of fight? Oh, I almost forgot that you are a pervert. You like that. There is nothing you like here, right? Come on baby, let me tell you something. Do you know who he is? Cheng Xudong, great red man! I was divorced on my wedding day some time ago. Ha ha, do you know why? Because the bride finds that he likes men! "

Cheng Xudong's face is dark and frightening.

The more angry he was, the better yuan Zong was.

"Why? You want to hit me? It's not a secret. Who doesn't know the whole capital now! If you have the ability to beat everyone down, are you afraid of being told? ha-ha! Cheng Xudong, I didn't expect you to have today, did you? Han Xiaojing, you are brave. You two are together again. This kind of man dares to ask for it and is not afraid of being laughed to death! "

"What the hell are you looking for?"

Cheng Xudong strides forward and grabs yuan Zong's collar, but his fist hasn't touched him yet. Han Xiaojing, who hasn't spoken, finally says, "Cheng Xudong."

be triggered at any moment.

He is just like a wild animal about to run wild. Yuan Zong's female companion stepped back in fear and couldn't help looking at Han Xiaojing, whose face didn't change.

Just when she thought that this posture was inevitable, Cheng Xudong actually released yuan Zong. Although her face was still ugly, she returned to Han Xiaojing.

Han Xiaojing held out her hand to hold him firmly.

Seeing this, Yuan Zong laughed: "Han Xiaojing, you are really with him! You're brother enough. That's OK. Han Xiaojing, say something. "

Han Xiaojing looked directly at Yuan Zong and said with a smile, "what can I tell you? What can I talk about? Ah? Talking about business, talking about stock market, talking about capital, talking about management? Or literature, geography and history? I want to talk. Can you talk to me, the second generation ancestor who only knows how to pick up girls and play with women? What do you want me to tell you? "

Yuan Zong's smile was instantly stiff.

"You'd better have a good chat with this young lady."

Han Xiaojing chuckled twice, leaving yuan Zong with a face like a palette.

At the parking lot, Cheng Xudong hugs Han Xiaojing.

"What are you doing?" Back warm a little hot, but Han Xiaojing smile, did not push away, with him.

Cheng Xudong kisses her cheek: "Xiaojing, I adore you so much. You make yuan Zong so angry without moving a finger. How can my wife be so powerful? Xiaojing, how can you be so powerful? "

"Because I'm your wife."

"Yes, such a powerful woman is my wife!"

Look, Cheng Da's tail is up in the sky!

The smile on Han Xiaojing's face became more and more brilliant: "that's right, didn't you say you wanted to marry me? Then you are my bride, the new lady is to wear a beautiful wedding dress, which I specially made for you from abroad. "

"But I'm a man!"

"I know. What happened to the man? Who stipulates that men can't wear wedding dresses? "

Cheng Xudong's face collapsed: "Xiaojing, I'll go home and wear it for you, OK? Close the door. I can do whatever you want, but now... "

Han Xiaojing's expression became cold and hummed: "Cheng Xudong, didn't you say you would do anything for me? Or are you just lying to me? You said you wanted to marry me, didn't I force you? If you don't want to, you can go to find Zhu Ying for the wedding. "

"Xiaojing..." Cheng Xudong almost cried, holding Han Xiaojing's hand.

Han Xiaojing shakes off her hand, with a look of your own.

Cheng Xudong wants to die.

It's unheard of for a man of 1.8575 kg to wear wedding dress!

He didn't even dare to think about the expression of the guests when they opened the invitation and saw the wedding photos. It was killing him.

"Cheng Xudong, are we going to take this wedding photo today?"

"Xiaojing, can't we really discuss it again?" Cheng Xudong tries to save his male dignity with a sad face.

Han Xiaojing gave him a smile that he didn't smile.

Can give her life, don't you just wear a wedding dress? What is it?

At most, his wedding scene is full of laughter. Eighteen years later, he is still a man... Bah, he will live another 80 years!

Chengda's heart was full of tears. He clenched his teeth with tears and said, "OK, I'll wear it!"

An hour later, Han Xiaojing, who changed his white men's dress, knocked impatiently on the door of Cheng Xudong's dressing room: "Cheng Xudong, are you well?"

"Horse, right away..."

Half an hour later, Han Xiaojing knocked on the door and asked, "what's the matter with you, Cheng Xudong?"

"Soon, soon..."

Han Xiaojing waited patiently for half an hour, but Cheng Xudong still didn't come out. This time, Miss Han was so flustered that she just kicked open the door of the rest room. At the moment when the door was kicked open, the voice of surprise went into her ears. Meanwhile, Cheng Xudong hurriedly covered her chest and looked at the door in a panic.