The girls from the women's barracks and the art troupe all came forward.

Ye Jue said: "The unmarried girls will stay, and the others will go back." ”

When several married female soldiers heard this, they turned around and returned to their positions, Song Yan took the flowers in her hands and said to the girls: "When I throw the flowers in a while, if any of you catch it, you will definitely have good luck this year." ”

After Song Yan finished speaking, she turned her back to the female soldiers.

The female soldiers were very interested in the game, and they all wanted to be able to grab the bouquet in the bride's hand and get good luck.

It's best to be able to marry a husband as good as Ye Jue.

Some bold female soldiers jokingly asked: "After receiving the flowers, can I ask the groom for a kiss?" ”

Ye Jue's face turned dark, his hands were behind his back, he stood in the open space behind Song Yan, and said coldly with a serious face: "No." ”

"And what is the good luck that the bride speaks of?"

Ye Jue had a straight face, but he said an unexpected sentence in his mouth: "You can marry a handsome and excellent man like me." ”

The sound of people laughing suddenly came to the scene.

Ye Jue's direct questioning girl became embarrassed, so she didn't dare to continue asking.

When Song Yan heard the girl's words just now, she almost stuffed the flower into her mouth and ate it.

When she received a flower, she asked her husband for a kiss, how could there be such a good thing in the world.

Fortunately, Ye Jue gave her a long face.

She turned her head and winked mischievously at Ye Jue, then raised her hand and threw the flower she was holding back in her hand.

The eyes of many people at the scene followed the flower.

The girls immediately followed the direction of the bouquet, and they all rushed to catch the bouquet, hoping to marry a husband like Ye Jue.

But the bouquet suddenly swiped in the direction of the male soldier, and Wei Zhibing, who was sitting at the dining table with An An, suddenly jumped onto the table, raised his right leg high, and kicked it!

The bouquet flew high again, towards the eighty-seven regiment opposite.

A male soldier of the 87th Regiment caught the bouquet of flowers, looked at it twice, then raised his hand and laughed hahaha: "I caught the flowers, I caught the flowers, so can I marry a daughter-in-law who is as good-looking as Battalion Commander Ye." ”

"!" Wei Zhibing scolded unceremoniously, then stretched out his hand and pointed at the rookie egg and said, "If you don't have long eyes, throw the flowers here immediately, otherwise I will beat you to death in minutes." ”

The other male soldiers of the 87th Regiment shook off the recruits' eggs one after another, and gave them a gloomy look.

It's really hard to open your eyes, you can say this kind of thing.

Even if they thought that Camp Chief Ye's daughter-in-law was good-looking, they couldn't say it so blatantly, this wasn't a clear disdain for someone else's new daughter-in-law.

The veteran immediately snatched the bouquet from the recruit, ran to Wei Zhibing, and sent the flowers back.

Wei Zhibing patted the veteran on the shoulder a few times with satisfaction and said, "It's still interesting for you." ”

Subsequently, Wei Zhibing came to Ye Jue with the flowers in his hand, and returned them with both hands: "Report to the battalion commander, the flowers have been snatched back." ”

Ye Jue took the flower from Wei Zhibing's hand with a dark face, and was about to turn around and hand it back to Song Yan when Wei Zhibing suddenly grabbed his clothes.

He turned his head suddenly, and a cold gaze fell on Wei Zhibing's hand, and asked sadly, "What else is the matter?" ”

"Battalion commander, let's discuss something."

"Hmm."

"Can we let the male soldiers of our regiment also participate in the flower grabbing, so that our regiment can also have the good luck of my sister-in-law, and marry a daughter-in-law next year."

"Heh......" Ye Jue stared at him, pulled the corners of his lips and sighed lightly, and then raised his foot and kicked it.

Wei Zhibing screamed a few times, and hurriedly fled.

"Let you male soldiers come to grab flowers, and the matter of female soldiers, let Lao Tzu get away......"