Being petted by the old attack as a little cute

These were made up by two people, they didn't check the answers, and they said what came to mind.

In terms of playing hooligans, Zhang Ziyu is still far behind Jing Qiao.

The corner of Jing Qiao's mouth was smiling, full of pampering, which seemed to be the case in the eyes of others.

Except for Luo Ming and others in the audience, they all knew it well.

You know, before this, the few of them had never heard from Jing Qiao that they were going to get married, nor had they met Zhang Ziyu.

To be honest, they had to admire Jing Qiao's ability to open his eyes and tell lies.

"Do you think that? Jingqiao looks at Ziyu in a strange way." Gao Mingming took a glass of white and drank it down in one gulp. He couldn't taste the taste of red wine.

Xu Feng looked at the two people on the stage who were silent. To be honest, he had never seen Zhang Ziyu showing such a shy look, like a cat being held by the back of the neck and unable to move.

Xu Feng and Zhang Ziyu have known each other for many years. In the past, Zhang Ziyu was like Xu Feng. He smiled symbolically at funny things.

If marrying Jing Qiao can make Zhang Ziyu more cheerful in this marriage, Xu Feng doesn't think this marriage has been annoying for many years.

"When Jing Qiao wants to tease someone, he will look like this." Gao Mingming looked unpredictable, "But I haven't seen him tease anyone before."

Zhang Mengmeng said lightly: "Then how do you know he's flirting with kid Yu?"

Gao Mingming shook his head, expressing helplessness to this group of old-fashioned men who didn't understand the style: "Don't you think that Jingqiao looked at Xiao Ziyu with a hook in his eyes before?"

After speaking, he made a hook action.

Yue Yang nodded: "Don't you really say it, I also feel that way when you say that."

"You have the feeling of a fart, you are an old virgin among us, what can you tell?" Gao Mingming scolded with a smile.

"Are you discriminating?"

"No, it's crowding out." Zhang Meng was serious.

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The ring is for men, with a simple and elegant style, revealing a faint aristocratic air.

"Put on the ring, and you are mine." Jing Qiao whispered in Zhang Ziyu's ear, and put the ring firmly on his left ring finger.

Zhang Ziyu took the ring from the little flower girl and put it on for Jing Qiao.

Jing Qiao looked at the ring on his ring finger very satisfied: "From now on, you can call me Mr.

Zhang Ziyu panicked after hearing this. He didn't expect Jing Qiao to remember what he said casually when the two families met that day.

gentlemen……

After the wedding ceremony, Zhang Ziyu and Jing Qiao had to sit next to each table to toast, the people who came were either rich or expensive, Jing Qiao could have skipped it, after all, few of the people who came could afford Jing Qiao Toast, but this is the process passed down by the old man, Jing Qiao still held Zhang Ziyu's hand, holding a wine glass, and went to toast next to each other.

How could Jing Qiao take the initiative? Before Jing Qiao came to the front, the people at the table who were being toasted all stood up in an instant, wishing each other well, for fear of falling down.

When Jing arrived at the tables of Jing's relatives, Jing Qiao took Zhang Ziyu and introduced them to him one by one.

"This is uncle." Jing Qiao said.

"Hello, uncle." Zhang Ziyu called out obediently.

"This is the second uncle."

"Hi, uncle."

"This is the eldest cousin."

"Hello, big cousin."

"This is my second cousin."

The second cousin is the son of Jingqiao's mother Su Ziyin's elder brother. He is a graduate student in physical education. He looks quite cheerful, and he looks like a boy who is good at making friends.

I looked Zhang Ziyu up and down, picked up the wine glass, drank it down, and said, "Jing Qiao is my brother. From now on, Ziyu, you can just call me by my name. My name is Su Zhou."

Zhang Ziyu nodded, and was led to another place by Jing Qiao.

After a round of respect, it was Yue Yang and his group's turn in the end. They were so bored waiting that they had already asked people to remove the food from the table, and they were fighting landlords on the table.

Xu Feng drank some wine, fell asleep on Luo Ming's lap.

Jing Qiao pulled Zhang Ziyu to sit down and poured him a glass of water. Zhang Ziyu looked at the water blankly, not knowing how to drink it.

Yue Yang looked up and asked, "What's wrong with Kid Yu?"

Jing Qiao: "I drank some wine."

Gao Mingming took off his suit jacket, the fat man was not heat-resistant, and was still sweating profusely: "You didn't help to block it, how much can he drink from a piece of young grass? Those old fritters just don't want to bully you, bully bully boy Yu can too."

How could it be possible that Jing Qiao didn't help to block it, but it couldn't block everything, and Zhang Ziyu's personality was such that he didn't like to be replaced by others. He drank a glass of wine one after another, and didn't eat breakfast. If he wasn't drunk, there was something wrong.

Ignoring Yue Yang and the others who were crying and howling at the side accusing Jing Qiao of not loving his wife, Jing Qiao patted Zhang Ziyu's face: "Are you really drunk?"

"Hmm." Zhang Ziyu nodded and admitted.

Zhang Ziyu's skin was slightly pink, and his long eyelashes were covered with a layer of golden light under the dazzling and gorgeous lights. His eyes were blank and innocent, and he was much cuter than his usual expressionless face that refused to be seen thousands of miles away.

Jing Qiao inexplicably felt a little hot, raised his hand to tear off the bow tie and threw it on the table, unbuttoned the two buttons of the shirt inside, unbuttoned the suit outside, leaned on the chair, and put one hand on the back of the chair where Zhang Ziyu was sitting. , quite a yuppie taste.

"Yueyang, ask the waiter to bring you a bowl of white porridge." Jing Qiao squinted his eyes, and his voice was light and light, but it had a certain deterrent effect.

"Zhang Meng, don't look at my cards!" Yue Yang put the cards in his hand on the table, and called the waiter over.

The white porridge was brought up, steaming hot, Luo Ming filled three bowls out, Jing Qiao and Zhang Ziyu were both empty stomachs, Xu Feng didn't take two sips just now, and drank a lot of wine.

Jing Qiao took the porridge, stirred it slowly with a spoon, and said with great interest, "Mr. Luo, do you want old cows to eat tender grass?"

Luo Ming looked at Xu Feng who was sleeping soundly on his lap, and said, "He's still young."

Jing Qiao laughed: "Then, Mr. Luo, when are you going to put him back?"

"Let's talk later."

"Don't blame me for not reminding you." Jing Qiao straightened his expression, "If you don't have that plan, don't tie people by your side."

Jing Qiao spoke lightly, without any other emotions. Who would have guessed that this Mr. Jing, who can cover the sky with one hand, is actually a gentleman who cleans himself up and has his own emotional principles?

Zhang Ziyu's head was dizzy, and he was about to fall on Jing Qiao in a daze.

Jing Qiao supported him, and said softly, "Eat something before going to sleep, huh?"

Gao Mingming touched his arm: "Brother, I'm not used to you being so gentle all of a sudden."

Wang Wei said coldly: "It's not that you are gentle with you. What are you not used to?"

Zhang Meng laughed and said, "Don't worry, Jing Qiao is still the one who can beat you with one hand until you call him Dad."

Gao Mingming: "..."

He has a group of friends who will die if they don't break the stage.

Zhang Ziyu's stomach felt a little uncomfortable, he drank too much wine, his head seemed to weigh a thousand catties, and his eyes were wobbly and blurred.

After eating a bowl of porridge, I felt more comfortable, and my drunkenness disappeared a lot.

"Tired?" Jing Qiao asked looking at Zhang Ziyu's tired eyes.

"Fortunately, it's my first marriage, so I don't have any experience." Zhang Ziyu's head was in a daze, and he said what he thought without being directed by his nerves.

Jing Qiao laughed: "Then you will have experience in the future?"

Zhang Ziyu nodded solemnly.

"It's a pity..." Jing Qiao tapped his fingers on the table lightly and regularly, raised his head, his voice was soft but possessive, "You have no chance."

Zhang Ziyu's brain was slow to react just now, and he couldn't understand what Jing Qiao's words meant. Why was there no chance?

The author has something to say: Zhang Ziyu: "Why is there no chance?"

Jing Qiao: "Tell me, how many times do you want to get married?"

Happy Valentine's Day!

Revise the essay, everyone understand.

If there is a cutie who asks in the comments, can I get the certificate?

My answer is yes, marriage between men and women is legal, and age is a trivial matter

Tomorrow will be updated at 09:30 in the morning, the top ten comments, 50 Jinjiang coins for each person, the little angels I know are probably just a few, 100 Jinjiang coins for each person, not much, just a little heart

Regarding Song Qi, he is not Bai Yueguang, he is just an ex, and he broke up peacefully