Let the Mei family class become popular and become one of the best troupes now, two of the 'Four Little Flowers' are from the Mei family class, and they are only different from themselves for so many years, "This is probably the power of love mentioned in the book, I must not live up to Xiao Hongying's heart" Zhang Jinshu looked at Armang with a firm face.

"Chinese" Armand looked at Zhang Jinshu, who didn't know where he was, and said lightly.

"Oh. Oh. Yes? Little Hongying, what did you say? Can you say it again" Zhang Jinshu looked at Armang in disbelief, and wondered if his ears had heard it wrong.

"Chinese" Armang handed the wine glass in his hand to Zhang Jinshu's arms, repeated it lightly, walked to the beauty and closed his eyes to recuperate, leaving Zhang Jinshu alone holding the empty wine glass, digesting Armand's words just now.

Zhang Jinshu showed a silly smile on his face, "Hey, hey, hey, Xiao Hongying likes Chinese", Zhang Jinshu put the wine glass in his hand on the table next to him, followed behind Armang like a fart, and looked at Armang, who was about to fall asleep, with a sincere face, "Then I will carry the sedan chair eight times, and marry you with red makeup for ten miles"

Hearing Zhang Jinshu's whisper, Armang couldn't help but secretly repeat Zhang Jinshu's words in his heart, "Ten miles of red makeup, eight sedan chairs", surprisingly Armang had some expectations in his heart, after all, it was the first time to get married.

Zhang Jinshu looked at the glamorous and vulgar Armang, his eyes were full of spoiling, how could he still be full of calculations ten years ago, Zhang Jinshu thought back to wanting to use Armang to take revenge on his father, and felt that he was really stupid, "Hongying is so good, it's too late to love, how could you think of hurting her, not in the future, I will keep my promise in the future, love her and protect her for a lifetime" Zhang Jinshu lay on the edge of the beauty collapse, looking at Armang obsessively, his face was slightly red, and he couldn't help but secretly rejoice in his heart, "I and Xiaohongying are also childhood sweethearts, right, Fortunately, I got the red tassel since I was a child, otherwise ,,,, or ,,,," Thinking that Armang might become a biological child with someone else in the future, the tyranny in Zhang Jinnian's heart rose suddenly, his eyes were scarlet, and when he thought of that scene, Zhang Jinshu had the idea of destroying everything in his heart, "Little Hongying can't afford anyone except me"

Armang felt that the breath on Zhang Jinshu's body was wrong, so he opened his beautiful eyes and Zhang Jinnian's evil and tyrannical eyes were facing each other, Zhang Jinnian looked at Armang who opened his eyes, and quickly closed his eyes, and his mouth was nervous and didn't know how to explain "Little,, little ,,, Hongying, you listen to me,,, listen to me,,,," Zhang Jinshu was afraid that Armang was afraid of his dark side, and he was at a loss to grab Armang's hands, but he was afraid of hurting her.

Armang looked helplessly like a child who had done something wrong, and he was the old father who found out that the child had done something wrong, Armang looked at and listened to Zhang Jinshu's faint crying voice, his voice slowed down, and he took the initiative to hold Zhang Jinshu's hands, "Come up, sleep with me for a while, I'm so sleepy."

"Huh? Ah,,, well, well" Zhang Jinshu opened his eyes suddenly, seeing that Armang was not afraid and disgusted with himself, and took the initiative to invite himself to sleep together, Zhang Jinshu was happy in his heart, and with a smirk on his face, "Still Xiao Hongying feels sorry for me", looked at the beauty, and then looked at Armang, his white face was covered with redness, like a monkey's ass, and said hesitantly: "Small, ,,,, little Hongying, you go inside" and took Manhan Chunguang's eyes and quickly looked at Armang's face, and his heart settled down a lot, "Look, Little Hongying is so inseparable from me, hehehehehe".

Even if Armand didn't listen to Zhang Jinshu's heart, seeing his expression at this time, he knew that he wouldn't think of anything good.