"Marry, definitely marry!" Feng Shengyi emphasized the question, and Luo Yangyang immediately affirmed without thinking about it, "But ......"

In their current situation, how can they say that they will marry.

"Where do you get so many but?"

Feng Sheng looked at Luo Yangyang with no approval at all.

As long as she dares to marry, he will definitely dare to marry, and if he doesn't want to marry, he has to marry him forcibly, it's as simple as that.

"It's not much, but, I just have to tell the elders in the family, right?"

Getting married is a big deal, and you have to get the steps right.

Tell the family first, and then go to register the marriage after the family agrees, this is the correct process.

If you register first, if the family does not agree, it will be another big storm.

"We can also register first, and then I will go to the Godwin family to propose."

The canonization proposed.

If the little things agree, when they go back from the base, they can register and go back.

"Propose first, then register."

Luo Yangyang insisted on retorting what he meant.

She didn't want Lancelot to think that she was disrespecting him.

He is a father, and he must discuss such a major event as marriage first.

"......" Feng Sheng stared at Luo Yangyang for nearly ten seconds, and after seeing that she still did not waver, he had to retreat and said, "If you don't register now, you will have to go to run laps to practice physical fitness." ”

“…… Is there a third option? ”

When Luo Yangyang heard this, he felt tired and weak.

The running thing really tormented her.

"Nope." Feng Sheng said ruthlessly, "Registration or running circles, you choose." ”

Luo Yangyang looked at the canonization cautiously, and after confirming that he was so ruthless, he reluctantly pouted: "Run in circles." ”

"I don't like your answer at all."

Feng Sheng rubbed his big hand on Luo Yangyang's arm muscles again, and couldn't help but increase some force.

You have to register sooner or later, what's the bad about registering early?

"It hurts!" Luo Yangyang frowned and snorted, looking at the little eyes of the saint even more dissatisfied, "I still don't like the two options you gave!" ”

"Don't like it? Go lap now! ”