80s: Little Sweet Wife

Ning Chenxuan looked at He Lianqing, who was so shy with jealousy, God really didn't open his eyes, why didn't he accept this old bastard?

"Helianqing, decades have passed, why can't your legs move? I know a bone-setting master. Would you like to introduce it to you? Maybe you can walk a few steps before you die!"

Ning Chenxuan's venomous tongue is no less than Helianqing's. ? www.suimeng.lā

The smell of gunpowder smoke in the air made many guests dare not let out the atmosphere.

The two are not easy to mess with, the great gods quarrel, and these little devils just look at them from a distance.

Legs are one of Helianqing's deadliest points, especially when Ning Chenxuan brought it up, Helianqing was about to burst out, Yan Mingshun hurriedly accelerated a few steps and stood beside Helianqing.

"Mr. Ning is overjoyed, why didn't the groom's house come out to welcome the guests? I still want to hand the gift to him!"

Yan Mingshun interrupted He Lianqing, his adopted father and Ning Chenxuan were enemies of the ninth generation, as long as they quarreled, it would be dark and dark, and the land would collapse.

No matter what you say today, it is Heliance's big day, and the big boss will also come to the wedding banquet.

He Lianqing snorted from his nostrils and said sarcastically, "There is an unruly old man who likes to pick up ashes, so he has to stay away!"

Ning Chenxuan's complexion changed slightly, his eyes became cold, and the other guests were even more silent, staying ten meters away, but their ears were pointed, and the fire of gossip was burning fiercely. ..

Yan Mingshun's mouth twitched helplessly. As soon as his adoptive father met Ning Chenxuan, his age and IQ dropped sharply, and Ning Chenxuan did the same.

"Helianqing, I remember that I didn't send you an invitation, what are you doing here?" Ning Chenxuan said sternly.

"Old man Ning, you have such a small mind. I haven't let you down on any weddings. Why don't you send me an invitation? Speaking of which, your Heliance still has my surname. By the way, he will be born in the future. My son should also be surnamed Helian, I have to think of a name, although I don't like this child too much, but it's not for nothing, I don't dislike it..."

Ning Chenxuan was extremely angry and shouted angrily, "Helianqing...don't even think about it, that's my grandson..."

It was hard to force Heliance to get back on the right track, don't even think about robbing him for his grandson!

"The son doesn't have your surname, how can the grandson belong to you?" Helianqing vowed to carry the ridicule to the end, watching Ning Chenxuan jumping with anger~www.wuxiaspot.com~ his heart couldn't be more happy, only a short No more humming.

Yan Mingshun hurriedly gave Xiao Meng a wink and told him to push He Lianqing away quickly.

"I haven't finished yet, why are you pushing me... Push me back quickly... I want to talk to old man Ning a few more words..."

He Lianqing's complaints came on and off, Yan Mingshun nodded at Ning Chenxuan, raised his eyebrows and went in. Heliance and Wu Yue received the guests inside. The distance is a bit far, and the intimacy between husband and wife is missing.

Wearing a red cheongsam, Wu Yue had an enchanting figure, but she was a little less dignified, but she was still charming enough to overwhelm the crowd.

The guests involuntarily looked at Meimei, and muttered to themselves, is this a deliberate attempt to smash the scene?

Wu Yue's face turned cold, Zhao Mei, this slut... deliberately opposes her, **** it!

Yan Mingshun walked over to Heliance with the gift box in his hand, smiling all over his face: "Congratulations, congratulations... A small gift is not a tribute..."