"Zong Zhenglie, why did you always bully me when you were a child?" Sheng Xin was walking and suddenly remembered what happened when he was a child.
At that time, Zong Zhenglie always liked to take the opportunity to provoke her, because he was taller than his classmates since he was a child, so Sheng Xin could not beat him every time.
His face would be hurt every time.
Having said this, Zong Zhenglie touched his hair in embarrassment, "Who told you to always disobey me when you were a child? Everyone in the class is afraid of you, just one person. Even if I hit you once, you won't accept it, and even if I hit you twice, you won't accept it.
I’m not convinced either…”
"Is this a reason?" Sheng Xin rolled his eyes, "You are using strong words! Why do I have to obey you? Do you think you are the Jade Emperor?"
"I asked you, can you please stop telling me about the old millet and rotten sesame seeds?" Zong Zhenglie quickly changed the subject, "Can't you tell me about the time when I was good to you? Ouch, you were beaten by me when you were a child.
It’s true, but when I grow up, I have to work hard to chase you!”
This is considered even, right?
"I didn't ask you to..."
"A heartless woman." Zong Zhenglie's big hand shook Sheng Xin's hand in his pocket, "You have been living in your own world. No one can walk in. I finally understand! What are you going to say?
I think you are that kind of person who can emerge from the mire but remain unsullied."
Sheng Xin frowned, "Why doesn't it sound like you're complimenting me?"
"I didn't say I was praising you at first!" Zong Zhenglie admitted generously, "But I'm not afraid of your personality. If you're too soft, I'll attack you with force! What I'm most powerful about right now is scheming!"
"..."
The two of them walked and talked until they arrived in front of An Ran's wedding room.
Red lanterns were hung in the courtyard, red lights were shining on the ground, and everything was joyful.
Before I even entered, I heard a lot of noise inside.
"An Ran must be very busy today. He probably won't even bother to talk to me." Sheng Xin smiled. Although he was complaining, he couldn't hide the smile on his face.
Zong Zhenglie shrugged, "What's this? When we get married, all the colleagues in our work unit will make trouble for our three-day wedding!"
"..." Sheng Xin swallowed and thought silently in her heart: Who dares to marry you?
"Let's go, let's go in and join in the fun. Don't leave any regrets. By the way, I can also learn the tricks of making trouble in the wedding room." Zong Zhenglie walked forward and opened the door, then took Sheng Xin's hand and walked in.
"Ah, please let him go, he's drunk too much!"
As soon as Sheng Xin stepped in, she heard An Ran's pleading.
He raised his head and saw An Ran, wearing a red dress, being forced to the corner and waving his hands repeatedly.
An Rante saw Sheng Xin and quickly exclaimed, "Hurry, Sheng Xin, save me!"
"Me? I won't save you!" Sheng Xin snorted coldly and looked up at Zong Zhenglie, "You two conspired to deceive me, how can I let you go? Come on, come on, everyone lets her drink! I
Let me tell you a secret, our An Ran drinks very well, don’t look at her pretending to be innocent here!"
As soon as everyone heard what Sheng Xin said, they all swarmed to block An Ran.
Watertight.
Sheng Xin's treacherous plan succeeded, and he was laughing so hard.
Zong Zhenglie looked at her from the side, slowly lost in thought.
He was imagining... what it would be like when they got married...