Thinking of these things that Myungyeol might still be waiting for him at home, Myungjoon shook his head and didn't allow himself to think about it anymore, he pushed the shopping cart and walked forward quickly.

After buying the things and rushing over according to the address sent by Mingyeol, Mingjun worked hard to carry two large bags of things, rang the doorbell, Mingyeol came out of it and opened the door, and he didn't even take off his apron.

Seeing that Mingjun was sweating, he hurriedly took the things over and said with a smile: "Thank you for your hard work." ”

Although there is a little mother sandwiched between the two of them, their private friendship is still good.

"You take a break first, I'll go get you a drink in the fridge." Minglie carried one bag in one hand, and with great strength carried the two bags into the kitchen together, these things can be used tomorrow night.

Minglie put his things down, opened the refrigerator and took a bottle of drink from it and went out to find Mingjun, only to see him looking up at the huge wedding photos hanging in the hall with his hands behind his back, and hearing Mingyeol's footsteps coming over, Mingjun sighed with emotion: "Big brother, I really don't know what kind of dog = luck you have gone, you can actually marry Sister Ranran home, you are really the object of envy and jealousy of all men!" ”

"Say what?" Myungyeol looked at Myungjun, smiled shyly, and then handed him the drink.

Myeongjun glanced at Myeongyeol and smiled sheepishly.

He reached out and took the drink, unscrewed the lid, raised his head and took a few sips, before he said with a smile: "Congratulations, I can finally hug the beauty tomorrow, if I see Sister Ranran, I must ask how you are chasing her." ”

Minglie pursed his lips and smiled indifferently: "You can rest by yourself first, I'll go to the kitchen to tidy up things." ”

He went to the kitchen and took out all the contents of the two bags, neatly arranged them in the refrigerator, giving people a feeling of seeing them at a glance, Mingjun walked around the villa a few times, and finally came out to sit on the sofa again, remembering the car that he had rear-ended when he went out before, he felt that it was the fate between them.

Mingjun suddenly remembered something, and hurriedly took out the phone number of the male god, carefully and slowly entered it on the mobile phone, and saved the number after repeated confirmation, and the remark name read: male god!

Mo Mo bought a gift for Mo Ran and went home.

Gu Linxiao and Mo Qiangsheng were both sitting on the sofa, one looking at the magazine and the other at the newspaper, as if there was no communication, but the relationship between them was incomprehensible to ordinary people.

Momo walked over to the couch and sat down. The legs were elegantly superimposed together, his arms were clasped with both hands, and he hugged Gu Linxiao indifferently: "Mom, where is the old sister?" Why didn't I see her when I came back? Could it be that you forced her to marry, and she ran away from home, right? ”

Speaking of this, Momo himself laughed, as if he couldn't hold back.

After listening to his son's words, Gu Linxiao angrily threw the magazine on the coffee table and glared at him coldly: "What do you mean by forcing her to marry?" Obviously she was chased away by Mingyeol herself, okay? If the woman doesn't stay, what can I do? Won't I let her get married? ”

"I don't believe it's my sister who wants to get married." Mo Mo arrogantly lifted his legs out, put them on the coffee table, glanced at his parents lightly, and his handsome face was incredulous: "My sister is only twenty-four years old this year, I don't believe she is willing to marry so early." ”