"I'm not young anymore, I'm already eighteen years old!"
Beibei took a few steps forward, mustered up the courage to puff up her chest, "Look, I've really grown up."
Nangong Leshan couldn't help but look at her breasts.
She has indeed grown up a lot. She looks small and exquisite, and her body has the curvature and slenderness that a woman should have.
But he only regarded her as a child and a sister.
He looked away without warmth, "You are still young and don't understand what liking is. You will know when you grow up a little bit."
Beibei said anxiously, "I know what liking is, I like you very much, I just like you!"
"Look, you sound like a child when you say this." He patted her shoulder and tried to say softly, "You will understand in the future that you only like me like a younger sister does to an elder brother."
"I'm not..."
"Okay." Nangong Leshan interrupted her. Over the years, he was used to being indifferent and always spoke very calmly. "No matter what you like about me, it is impossible for you and me. Today is my wedding to Leng Xin.
, you should bless us."
Beibei was so sad that she almost cried, "I don't want to bless you, I hate her, she took you away from me, I hate her..."
Nangong Leshan frowned, "Beibei, don't say such things! Leng Xin didn't steal anything from you."
Beibei cried: "She did! She used me to get close to you, and she just snatched you away from me!"
As she talked more and more, Nangong Leshan lost her patience.
"If you keep making trouble like this, you won't go to the wedding soon."
After saying that, he was about to leave when Beibei suddenly hugged his body from behind.
"Brother, I really like you, please don't marry her, okay?"
Nangong Leshan grabbed her wrist and tried to pull her away, but he didn't pull away all at once.
The girl hugged him tightly, her soft body pressed against his strong back, and he could smell her unique girly fragrance in his breath.
Nangong Leshan was irritated and pulled her away again, then strode away without looking back.
The girl was left crying alone.
…
The wedding will start soon.
All the guests have taken their seats.
Nangong Leshan stood at the end of the red carpet, waiting for the bride to arrive.
He is tall and straight, 186 centimeters tall, and handsome with a bit of cold facial features, which makes him look particularly attractive.
In addition to his noble status, people looked at him with all kinds of envy.
Everyone present was curious about which girl was so lucky to marry him.
At the other end of the red carpet, the bride held her father's arm and walked slowly towards him.
The guests turned their heads to look and couldn't help but marvel.
The bride is very beautiful. Although she is not a peerless beauty, she has a gentle and elegant temperament that makes people feel very comfortable.
The two of them seemed to match each other very well, they were like a golden boy and a girl.
Nangong Leshan looked at her with a smile, and the bride also smiled and looked at him.
The two of them seemed to only have eyes for each other.
Beibei, who was sitting in the second row, was dazzled by the sight, as if his heart was being cut with a knife.
Sitting next to her is her mother, Nangong Wan.
Nangong Wan sighed softly, "I thought you would definitely marry him in the future, but I didn't expect that you two would not be destined to be together after all..."
Beibei felt even more uncomfortable after hearing this.
The bride approached, and Nangong Leshan stretched out his hand to catch her extended hand.