High cold male god, sweet and warm

Chapter 2219 Prosperous wedding should be luxurious

"Noisy?" The little princess was really dissatisfied with Elotto's description, she snorted, "Elotho, your description is not good~ This princess is clearly here to attend the wedding! Didn't you see Is it? I have prepared a box of presents!"

Elotto couldn't laugh or cry.

Gift?

That's right, a box full.

But no matter how you look at the appearance of the little princess, she is aggressive, and she looks prepared.

It didn't look like they came to participate in a wedding at all, but more like... to mess things up!
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In front of me are the blessings of many people, and everyone is a familiar smiling face.

Even the air in this area seems to be exuding a sweet and greasy breath.

When the slender palm rested on the warm and dry big palm, Lin Zhaoxia couldn't help pursing the corners of her lips.

Time flies a little fast.

It was almost there, but she still hadn't responded. It turned out that the two of them had been walking hand in hand for such a long time.

but.

Lin Zhaoxia looked around, and finally pressed her forehead against Yang Moyan's arm.

Yang Moyan raised his hand to adjust the hem of her long skirt. The touch of his arm made him look sideways, and asked in a low voice, "What's wrong? Are you uncomfortable?"

"No," Lin Zhaoxia pressed twice more, and then said with a smile, "Peter pressed the castle, you are really luxurious."

Yang Moyan raised his eyebrows, "I can afford ten miles of red makeup, why isn't the wedding in the prosperous age extravagant?"

In the entire city of A, the number of people who can succeed in Peter's castle can be counted on the palm of one hand.

But today, Yang Moyan threw a lot of money for Lin Zhaoxia, and became one of those who can be counted on the palm of one hand.

Lin Zhaoxia curved her lips and smiled.

The two stood in front of the wedding car, at this moment Lin Zhaoxia could no longer move forward.

The two need to separate here, and then wait for a while for the wedding to officially start, and go through another part of the process to get married.

During the speech, Lin Xuanchen came over.

He looked horizontally and vertically, no matter how he looked at Yang Moyan, he was not pleasing to the eye.

This kind of feeling is almost the same as, obviously it is his raised younger sister, who is juicy, white and tender.

The results of it?
In one day, he was overwhelmed by a certain pig named Mo Yan named Yang.

That mood is simply terrible.

He snorted, stretched out his hand, made a gesture of a knife in his hand, raised his hand and slashed at him without hesitation!

Fortunately, Yang Moyan and Lin Zhaoxia reacted quickly, and they separated immediately.

Otherwise, Lin Xuanchen's hand didn't show any pity, it really hurt.

"Brother, your hostility is a bit fierce~" Lin Zhaoxia smiled foolishly.

Lin Xuanchen snorted, "Are you embarrassed to say? The household registration book can be routine. She is really a raised younger sister. Her wings are hard and her courage is fat."

Lin Zhaoxia burst into laughter.

To be honest, because the household registration book was tightly controlled by Lin Xuanchen, even Mrs. Lin couldn't get it here.

In the end, there was no other way, Lin Zhaoxia could only use various routines to go into battle, and Lin Xuanchen was stunned by the godlike routines, and finally gave the hard-won household registration book to the routines.

Otherwise, let alone a wedding, nothing will be included.

Yang Moyan cupped his hands: "Brother Meng is merciful."

"Fart, bro, you're in a hurry to snatch my sister away before the process is over? Good idea!" Lin Xuanchen glared back immediately.

But it's a pity that Yang Moyan calmed down, bowed his hands again, and said politely, "Brother, it's because you are older than me."

Eh, that would be embarrassing.

(End of this chapter)