The third lady of the Jiang family, Jiang Mingzhu, returned to Binhai.

The Jiang family picked up the wind for the third lady and held a banquet.

There were a lot of people invited, but they didn't see Jiang Mingzhu, and the Jiang family secretly searched around but couldn't find anyone, so they had to deal with the guests by themselves.

At this time, Jiang Mingzhu was holding a glass of rum, shrunk behind the bay window of the small balcony, and looked at the staggered bargains in the room with a smile.

Unexpectedly, a hot hand climbed on his waist, Jiang Mingzhu subconsciously shook and hissed.

Before she could look back, the man was pressed up to her waist.

"I heard that you found an old man in Jiangxia, and this time you came back to get married. ”

Jiang Mingzhu tilted his head, dodging the burning breath in his ears, and slammed his elbow back, turning around while the man was retreating.

"Xue Er, are you a ghost?"

She kept her eyes on the house, and she didn't see anyone coming, when did he hide here?

The second young man of the Xue family is named Xue Rong, but Xue Rong doesn't like this name, so he calls him Xue Er if he is familiar with him, and he is called Er Shao if he is not familiar with him.

The second young man of the Xue family, who retreated, did not step forward again, nor did he speak, but just leaned on the guardrail and looked at Jiang Mingzhu with a smile.

Jiang Mingzhu didn't speak, and the two froze on the small balcony to blow the wind.

After a long time, Xue Rong spoke.

"Eh, you're really looking for an old man?"

Jiang Mingzhu rolled his eyes, "What old man, people are a little older than you." ”

Xue Rong glanced into the room, "What about Xue Xingzhi?"

......

The small balcony is easy to hide by one person, and the two people are conspicuous.

Jiang Mingzhu and the second young man of the Xue family were both arrested in the house.

Looking at the people standing beside the Jiang family couple, Xue Rong bit Jiang Mingzhu's ear and said, "Well, Xue Xingzhi is here in person, didn't you come back to get out of the marriage?"

Jiang Mingzhu glared at him and pushed him away a little more.

Standing beside the Jiang family and his wife, Xue Xingzhi, who had not spoken, looked at the intimate movements of no one beside them, raised his eyebrows, approached the two, looked at Jiang Mingzhu and asked.

"What are you talking about?"

Xue Rong's eyes rolled, "I'm talking about a man older than you that our family Mingzhu knows." ”

After Xue Rong finished speaking, he ran away without waiting for Jiang Mingzhu's kicked leg to fall on him.

Jiang Mingzhu calmly withdrew his legs and looked at Xue Xingzhi lazily with a cup.

"Brother Xingzhi. ”

Xue Xingzhi stretched out his hand, took her wine glass, and drank the rest of the wine.

"When did you learn to drink?"

Jiang Mingzhu replied lightly: "I forgot." ”

Xue Xingzhi patted her head, "I've learned to be perfunctory." ”

It was an intimate action, but the coldness on Xue Xingzhi's face did not dissipate.

Jiang Mingzhu lowered the corners of her mouth, "You all like to move your hands and feet." ”

Xue Xingzhi's eyebrows raised again, "Who else?"

Jiang Mingzhu: "Your brother, you touched my waist just now." ”

Xue Xingzhi was silent for a moment, "We are different, I am your fiancé, if he does anything to you in the future, I will clean him up." ”

Jiang Mingzhu sighed, "The one who can't be counted, he played around when he was a child." ”

Xue Xingzhi's hand clenched the cup, "Kidding?

Jiang Mingzhu wanted to marry someone when he was a teenager, and the person he wanted to marry was naturally Xue Xingzhi.

It seems that the marriage that the two old men decided at random was also begged by Jiang Mingzhu with Mrs. Jiang.

Marrying Xue Xingzhi, Jiang Mingzhu thought about it for a long time, until she left Binhai.

This time she came back and wanted to uncover this marriage contract that did not belong to her, and the joke of the youth.