Chapter 411: I love it, I grow old.

People, being boasted, is better than being sprayed.

Moreover, she is really happy. Not only can I become Mrs. Cheng Shao.

Also because Song Wushou is not accompanied by a man who has always been with him.

"Where, I want to personally wish you to find your own happiness." Song Wuxi laughed, then looked at Cheng Junhua, "Cheng Shao, I wish you and Miss Song, love and add, whiteheads to the old."

Cheng Junhua sharply and sharply looked at Song Wushao with an understatement.

Eyes, with inquiry, and with hostility that is hard to detect.

Cheng Wanduo’s friend told him that she had beaten her at the hospital and almost lost her.

This woman has martial arts and is still so good?

This point makes Cheng Junhua incredible.

"Congratulations to you." She's handsome face, raised a fascinating smile, raised the glass in his hand and clinked with Cheng Junhua.

Cheng Junhua took a sip at random and said in a deep voice: "You are free, I am going to entertain other guests with Haoyue."

"Good." Mugo nodded.

When Cheng Junhua turned around, the smile on the face of Mumu suddenly disappeared, and a touch of coldness passed through his eyes.

Song has no worries, his eyes are sweeping at the scene.

The women on the scene, all dressed up in a dazzling manner, look dazzling.

Why didn't you see Cheng Wanduo?

On the highway, she saw her look very clearly.

The enchanting face and the temperament of the body is different from that of a normal woman. She is unforgettable.

Shemu looked at her and saw her sight scanning on the scene. Wen Sheng said: "It is estimated that the person you are looking for will not appear so early."

Song Wuyou smiled softly. "Do you know who I am looking for?"

"Cheng Wanduo. There is no aunt to accompany you, you will not participate in this kind of banquet. You must come, there must be a purpose." Shegu said.

Song has no worries, and he has no deep thought to see her.

She Gu Chong smirked her smile. "Let's go somewhere else."

"Oh, no worries, how is the young master of the pastor accompany you? Auntie kid?" Song Nan, a white suit, suddenly appeared in front of them.

Wearing a white suit on Song Nan does not seem to be young, but it seems to be more contemptuous than before.

Song Wuxi looked at him with a smile, with a hint of embarrassment in his eyes.

"Look at my memory, such an important thing, how can I forget it?" Song Nan made a look of ignorance and patted his forehead. "Auntie was seriously injured. I heard that I am still unconscious."

Song Nan looked at Song Wushang. "Hey, look at you, aunt is still lying in the hospital, you will come to the banquet with the other men, you will not wake up," Just stay with other men?"

"Do you think that everyone likes you to get out of the wedding?" Song Wushou smiled coldly. "Mr. Song Nan, you not only have a bad heart, but your eyes are not good. Which one of your eyes saw me and the pastoral Come together to participate in this banquet? We came to the scene to meet, can't talk together? Everyone knows that the young master of the pastor and the aunt is a big brother who played from childhood to the big brother. The young master of the pastor came to me to ask the aunt. The situation, how in your eyes will become with other men? Can only say that a person's heart is dirty, everything he sees is dirty."

Song Wuzhan lifted his chin and looked through Song Nan to Song Haoyue, not far behind him. He smiled and said: "Look at your prospective bride. Is she considered to be the face of the prospective groom? ?"