"Marriage, of course."

The king lowered his eyes and looked down at Mu Ningfu.

Mu Ningfu was stunned for five seconds, and then ......

Use all your strength to move in the opposite direction.

But fortunately, King's Landing used to be a big dog, and the chain was in his hand, which was easy to retract.

The attention of the surrounding melon-eating crowd was all diverted, and they all looked sideways at such a pair of men and women, and walked to the marriage registration office of the Civil Affairs Bureau while scuffling.

To be exact, the man forcibly dragged the woman in, and the woman kicked and kicked, obviously unwilling to marry him.

"Your Excellency!!" All around erupted in exclamations, and the women were all dissatisfied when they saw King's Landing himself.

It was simply the gods of the Pantheon.

"Your Excellency, the President!" When a girl saw Mu Ningfu again, her face immediately changed, and she shouted in despair: "The president is holding Mu Ningfu!" Your Excellency the President...... Announcing your singleness? Don't! ”

"Your Excellency, you really want to marry Mu Ningfu!"

The crowd was like a tide, following all the way, watching, taking pictures and uploading.

At the gate, there were 7 staff officials who had been waiting for a long time, and the summer palace police also rushed to hear the news, led by the chief of staff of Rongde, who came to escort them, in case of any cup incident because King's Landing was about to break away from singleness.

"I don't! You want to pull a marriage certificate without negotiating? King's Landing! You respect my wishes no, I don't want to get married. ”

Mu Ningfu was now damaged by the blue spots, and she didn't want to get married at all, so she suddenly twisted forward, and then hugged a big tree next to her.

Rongde couldn't help laughing, and saw that jumping on the flower platform, Mu Ningfu quickly ran up to a long white pine tree at the gate of the Civil Affairs Bureau.

Rongde walked up and asked King's Landing, "Do you want us to help get her down?" ”

"No!" King's Landing was in high spirits, and he took a leisurely stroll, and shouted to her in front of the crowd that gathered more and more to watch the excitement: "What did you say? Not married? ”

"Yes! Don't marry! I'm not 19 yet, so I'm too early to marry. ”

Mu Ningfu has a hard mouth, and when she thinks of having to eat and live together with the two of them in the future, she feels uncomfortable.

"Rongde, Sima Yi beats Ma Yan."

Rongde was puzzled: "What do you mean?" ”

"Fire attack, smoke her down for me."

As soon as the order of King's Landing was given, Rong still held back his laughter, and led the people to the willow forest on the periphery to find a bunch of dead branches.

The onlookers were addicted: "Sima Yi beats Ma Jian and attacks ...... with fire"

Proposal of the Year!

Jun Lin Tianqiang married Mu Ningfu, and attacked with fire!

When Mu Ningfu heard this, she immediately shuddered, and took two steps up, but unfortunately the top of this tree was only 3 meters high.

Mu Ningfu grabbed the crown of the tree with one hand, and pointed at the man's fierce shouting with the other: "I tell you, if you dare to set fire to me today, I will turn around and castrate you, believe it or not!" ”

The 100-odd crowd next to him began to coax together: "Burn!" Burn! We've got your back! ”

The girls at the scene immediately took videos with their mobile phones while spreading news everywhere.

There are also good people who began to coax blindly: "Mu Ningfu, you are really a dog sitting in a sedan chair and don't know how to lift, our president wants to marry you, what are you still pretentious!" ”

"That's it! If you don't marry, you can only marry a dwarf and ugly frustration in the future. ”

"The first lady is at your fingertips, Mu Ningfu, you are the object of the eyes of women in half the world!"

The words of the eldest ladies in the crowd were even more envious, jealous, and hateful, adding sweets and sorrows.

The mother-in-law who set up a stall to fry potatoes added fuel to the fire while peeling potatoes: "Such a good blessing has been cultivated in eight lifetimes, if you don't marry, the old lady will marry!" ”