Seeing the old man's scrutiny, Xu Anran prevaricated on the grounds of the recent joint entrance examination.

But the old man is not so easy to fool, as soon as he looks at her face, he knows that she has something hidden in her heart, and since she doesn't want to say it, he doesn't ask any more.

Leaning on the head of the bed, the old man excitedly took Xu Anran's hand and said happily:

"Ran Ran girl, I have chosen all the days, tomorrow is a good day June 16th, the third day of the fifth lunar month, it is appropriate to get married, and it just so happens that you have three days of vacation, you young people can sit together!"

Ha? What the hell is it that should be married?

Didn't you say that it was good to have a holiday? Why did it start now, besides, what is three days enough?

"Grandpa, have you forgotten, we said that we would ...... the holidays?"

"How could I forget, tomorrow is just an engagement banquet, and the wedding is scheduled for August, you see, grandpa is thoughtful!"

"Haha, yes, good, so thoughtful, hehehe......"

Nima, this is the first time she has been married in her life......

and the original owner's hidden marriage, she didn't participate in it, so I won't talk about it.

But once she was Mao, she still didn't have the right to participate.

Oh, oh,

Although the old man smiled with a wrinkled face, she was still angry......

Mo Shaochen, your uncle, why don't you even let out a fart? Can't she even ask about her wedding?

MMP, this Miss Qiu Ben has written it down for you, and it is unforgivable to dare to assert herself again.

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In the room,

When Mo Shaochen came out of the bathroom after taking a shower, he saw that his pillow was 'ruthlessly' thrown onto the sofa.

But he just glanced at it lightly, and walked straight to the side of the bed.

"Sleep on the couch."

"I don't like it."

"I'll go."

"Don't explode into foul language."

“……”

"Don't touch me."

"I like it."

"Believe it or not, Miss Ben bites you to death?"

"The Nine Emperors will protest against you stealing its tricks!"

Nima's, who is this? Can you have a good fight? Otherwise, it's okay to fight.

In other words, how can a cold man be like this?

Scoundrels, scoundrels, shameless......

In the face of Mo Shaochen's 'stalking', Xu Anran expressed despair.

Can't I see that I'm in a cold war with him?

"Mo Shaochen, we need to talk." With sincere words and earnest wishes.

"You say, I'll do it, it doesn't matter!" The face is full of sincerity.

Hell, where do you put your hands......

Not surprisingly, a conversation that had been prepared for a week was drowned out in a harmonic of 'Uh-huh, oh-oh,'.

Next

Xu Anran was awakened by a series of rapid knocks on the door.

Looking out the window at the dim sky, she opened the door with a stomach full of anger......

Shocked......

"Hello Mrs. Mo, I'm the makeup artist ...... Na"

"Good morning, Mrs. Mo! I'm David the stylist......"

"Mrs. Mo early! I'm here to get your nails done, just call me Sasha......"

"Mrs. Mo is early!"

“……”

Who will tell her where these people came from?

It's not dawn yet, she hasn't woken up yet, she wants to sleep......

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When Mo Shaochen finished the work at hand and rushed home to pick up his wife, he saw such a scene......

Xu Anran was lying on the sofa, the nail technician was doing her nails, the stylist was struggling to arrange her hair, and the makeup artist was half squatting and half kneeling, carefully painting makeup for her......

And the woman with a big heart is breathing evenly...... Sleep soundly......

Seeing this scene, the corners of Mo Shaochen's mouth hooked up a sweet and delicious smile......

Yes, you read that right, it's sweet and delicious......