Song Qiaobi looked back at the flower first.

It was the bouquet she had just thrown out blindly, and the person holding the flower blinked his eyes and turned his gaze back to the flower, and there was a doubt at the moment, he was here to deliver the flowers?

Zhou Chonghan was much calmer than Song Qiaobi, and he could still glance sideways at Song Qiaobi, and then fixed his eyes on the one in front of him, and said calmly: "I'm sorry, who are you?" ”

"Your surname is Xiao, and your single name is far away, which is Abi's ......"

"He's a friend of mine from before." Song Qiaobi immediately made up the second half of the sentence for him, and Zhou Chonghan glanced at her sideways again, and found that her powdered face seemed to be whiter than just now.

Unexpectedly, Xiao Yuan smiled, looked around, his voice lowered, and the words were crunchy one by one: "Abi, why can't I find the "ex-boyfriend" table ......"

As soon as these words came out, Song Qiaobi was speechless, and could only stare at Xiao Yuan with a smile, but Zhou Chonghan on the side only raised his eyebrows slightly, and then said lightly: "It seems that Mr. Xiao always sits at his ex-boyfriend's table when he attends weddings, so it's better to arrange an ordinary table for you this time." ”

Xiao Yuan was stunned for a moment, then smiled again, touched his chin and looked at Zhou Chonghan inquiringly: "Ordinary table, I don't go to it, because it's very simple, I'm not ordinary with Abi...... I just want to toast today, Abbie, you won't even reward me with a glass of wine on such a grand day, right? Saying this, he hooked his neck forward, put his face under Song Qiaobi's nose, looked at her carefully with black eyes, and smiled again: "Tsk...... Don't cry...... I know you can't bear to ...... me."

"Who's crying?" Song Qiaobi's jaw trembled badly, it wasn't to cry, it was angry!

"Zhou Da Designer ......" Xiao Yuan turned his head again and stared directly at Zhou Chonghan's face: "Our Abi is holding the heart and liver in the palm of his hand, how many people want it...... She, little pepper, peach, take a bite, sweet ziz, spicy crispy, haha...... But she likes others to bite her, and the more she likes it, the more she likes it! ”

"Xiao Yuan! Are you finished?! Song Qiaobi was so angry that her body trembled, it was not appropriate to beat people, and it was not appropriate to scold people, she was really angry and crying.

At this time, Zhou Chonghan spoke, still in a light tone: "Didn't Mr. Xiao just want to have a glass of wine?" But I don't have chili pepper and peach juice in my wine......" He turned around, took a glass of white wine from the best man and handed it over: "The wine is yours, how to respect, you are free." ”

"Is it okay to have a glass of wine?"

Song Qiaobi couldn't help but stretch out a leg and kick Xiao Yuan's foot, the skirt was too long, which hindered her from playing, and she didn't kick it, but she was almost angry, but she could still lower her voice: "Xiao Yuan, you'd better get out of here for me immediately!" You're not welcome here! ”

Xiao Yuan shook his wine glass with a smile: "Look, I'm joking with you, you can't stand it, hehe, you don't want to drink it, this glass, I respect Designer Zhou...... Long admiration, long admiration...... Sure enough, he is a charismatic and suave character! No wonder women come forward to give them hugs! Xiao Yuan turned his eyes to look at Zhou Chonghan again, and the latter also picked up his cup: "Thank you for your support." ”

Xiao Yuan crooked the corners of his mouth and smiled, and then dried the wine in the cup, and Zhou Chonghan over there also dried it. Almost at the same time, both men stopped looking at each other, one calm and a little decadent irony, the other a little proud.

"Alright, alright, let's go to the next table, don't bother with him!" Song Qiaobi took Zhou Chonghan's arm and went in the other direction, and Xiao Yuan didn't follow, just smiled slightly and looked at their backs.

When it was a little later, Song Qiaobi looked at her father, stopped him, and asked with a face: "Okay, you old Song!" It's annoying enough to come by yourself, and you have to bring one, you say! Did you sue Xiao Yuan about my wedding? ”

Song Chengbin drank some wine, bragged, and calculated the lives of the Zhou family's parents for a while, and felt fluttering. So when Song Qiaobi found him, he was still a little impatient: "What if you sue him?" Don't you still have to deal with the surname Zhou? ”

"He's sick! You don't know he's sick? ”

"What disease?" Song Chengbin was really stopped by Song Qiaobi.

"Brain disease!"

"Oh, yes, people are kind enough to send you money, and you also say that people are sick, I think you are sick! Oh yes......" Song Chengbin lowered his voice and asked: "I heard my mother-in-law say, these red envelopes are all yours today...... It seems to me that the red envelopes that Bing took were quite thick...... Hehe, you can make tens of thousands of dollars this time, right? Don't give your dad two flowers? ”

Song Qiaobi was so angry that she really wanted to use the money to smash her father to death, but unfortunately, she knew that the old guy couldn't smash to death, so she could only be happy to die.

"Who asked you to get Xiao Yuan here! I don't want to take a penny! Song Qiaobi turned around and left, and after walking a few steps, he didn't forget to turn around and say: "Talk to my in-laws, you give me a little care!" Don't talk nonsense! ”

There were already a lot of things, and when he caught up with such an episode, Song Qiaobi couldn't find Zhou Chonghan, dragging a long gauze skirt with pink lace and asking everywhere - Hey, did you look at my husband?

As soon as someone replied that he didn't see it, as soon as he pushed open the door of the hotel's safe passage, he saw a person standing behind the door, silently smoking with his back to his back, wasn't that Zhou Chonghan!

"Hey, your daughter-in-law is looking for you, didn't you hear?" The man asked.

Zhou Chonghan raised the cigarette in his hand: "I'll go back immediately." "Why didn't he hear it, he just didn't pay attention to it.

"Oh...... Oh, don't make the bride wait too long! The man went downstairs along the passage: "Damn, the elevator won't come up for a long time, I'll go down and reverse the car, blocking others." ”

"Oh." Zhou Chonghan didn't know who this person was, but his words lingered in his ears - blocking others, the corners of his mouth twitched, and he felt that his heart was out of touch, and he fell down with a grunt, not good, probably ate something indigestible, and his stomach hurt.

Originally, he advocated sex/love separation, just like most men, but later he saw a little more and gradually advocated the separation of marriage and love. Love is really too complicated and heavy thing, exhausting his efforts, and he can't help but have the final say, at his age, he can afford sex and marriage, but he may not be able to afford love.

However, does that Xiao Yuan necessarily love Song Qiaobi? Not necessarily, Zhou Chonghan looked at him, but he was just a child who was robbed of a lollipop.

In the end, life has to go on, and it is said that the marriage of Chinese is improvised, and the marriage of foreigners is not improvised? In the final analysis, human beings are nothing more than swinging in boredom and *, and marriage is the rumination of the evolution of human intelligence.

He had to admit that he also suffered from this contradiction, half in the bright light, half in the dark sea, half wise and half foolish.

When the smoke ran out, Zhou Chonghan felt as if he had been outside for a long time, so he pulled the door and entered the inner hall of the hotel.

It seems that half of the people are missing at this time, maybe it is his delusion, it is his hope, I hope that at this time, everyone will disappear, only he will be left, and he will slowly move forward into the trap of marriage.

"Did you see my husband?" It was Song Qiaobi's voice, Zhou Chonghan couldn't help but stop, turned his head, and looked at the dressing room on the left, Song Qiaobi was mentioning this skirt, and asked someone anxiously, that person was hiding behind the half-hidden door, and he couldn't see who it was.

Zhou Chonghan was about to push the door in response, but he heard the voice of the person opposite: "Abi, my husband is going crazy if he doesn't look at it?" You all asked me about it...... Can it still be a duel with me and fight him to the death? ”

It's Xiao Yuan.

Zhou Chonghan paused outside the door for a few seconds, turned around and wanted to leave, but heard the man say again: "Don't think I didn't hear what you said...... Abi, Abi...... You're really ...... Hehe, it makes me feel distressed! ”

Song Qiaobi interrupted: "What are you talking about?!" ”

"Before the wedding, what did you say to Du Qin in the lounge...... What do you say that you lied to Zhou Chonghan and said that it was a safe period, but in fact it was a dangerous period, that is, to gamble to see if you could conceive...... Sure enough, I'm pregnant, and the position of your main room has also stabilized......"

Song Qiaobi's face changed, there was ash in the white, and the powder couldn't cover it, and he couldn't speak for a while, as if he was stuck in his throat.

Zhou Chonghan outside the door could only see her side face, but he understood a little in his heart.

"Baby, Abbie, look at you, you look like you're in a hurry...... It seems that he finally caught a good person, climbed up hard, and tied it desperately, for fear that others would snatch it, hehe, aren't you tired? Don't you have a headache in your calculations? You don't hurt...... I'll hurt you for ......."

"Shut up!" Song Qiaobi trembled again, this time a little scared.

"Hey, don't be afraid, how can I tell Zhou Chonghan this? Even if I did, he wouldn't believe it! But, Abi, have you thought about your children? In the future he will ask you how he came, and how will you answer him? Is it for the blood to bet on? Ha ha...... Are you delusional about tethering a man with a child these days? Then you are too naïve! Abi, don't sue me, you don't know how bad men are......"

"Hmph, that's enough for you, you're the worst!" Song Qiaobi's voice was cold and resolute.

"Am I bad? I'm bad at least let you know and confess to you...... What about him? What he thinks in his heart, you know? Hmph, pretending to be an intellectual, but just a well-dressed beast, a hypocrite is not as good as a real villain! ”

"You confess? Hmph, Xiao Yuan, this is the biggest joke I've ever heard, since I met you, I haven't thought you are reliable...... You might as well be Zhou Chonghan! He's at least more responsible than you......"

Xiao Yuan seemed to be silent, and finally sighed: "Abi, Abi, sometimes I don't want to get too close to you, I'm afraid of your way...... Now it seems that the more I am afraid of something, the more I will ......"

Song Qiaobi didn't quite understand what he said, and glared at him in confusion: "Xiao Yuan, what do you want?" ”

As soon as he asked these questions, it seemed to bring people inside and outside the door into a real situation, and for a while, there was still silence.

Zhou Chonghan couldn't see Xiao Yuan's face, and he didn't dare to get too close, so he had to hide aside and watch carefully, but he guessed that Xiao Yuan was playing Song Qiaobi's idea.

Sure enough, after a while, he said, "Abi, come with me." ”。