Chapter 779
The only bad thing is his excellent mother. After all, his mother is well-known from all over the world. She has several daughters just by selling her daughters. How can An Qiao rest assured that he can marry such a person with peace of mind.

But at this moment, although An Qiao didn't like it, he wouldn't refuse. He just avoided the question. After all, Huang Tian and Li Guicai were kicked out in front of everyone's face. Who would dare to propose marriage in the future?
Although she no longer wants to marry at this moment, the family still has An Youcai and the little girl. After all, if these two little babies grow up, because of being an older sister, no one will come to propose marriage. It's not that I'm still blaming my sister.

But at this moment, when Huang Tian and He heard An Qiao's words, they said, "An Qiao girl, who doesn't know that An's family is in prison, and it's still very face-saving for my son to propose a marriage. Don't say these words to perfuse us. You just say a word, whether to marry or not, anyway, the elder sister is like a mother, now you open your mouth, are you afraid that the girl will not marry?"

As she said that, she looked down on An Qiao and said, hum, if her son hadn't taken a fancy to that girl, she wouldn't have come here. She hates that cheap girl, but it doesn't matter if she hates waiting for her son to marry her. After living at home, I slowly cleaned up by myself.

But at this moment, when Li Guicai heard his mother's words, he quickly said, "Mom, what are you talking about? I really want to marry An Xin, so don't talk nonsense."

Speaking of this, Li Guicai looked at An Qiao, and then his face turned red and said, "Sister, I really like your sister, just promise me that I will treat her well and not let people bully her, you Believe me,"

As he said that, his face turned red, and at this moment Li Guicai was only fourteen or fifteen years old, his head was not high, about 1.5 meters six, standing in front of An Qiao, he was only a little taller than him, after all, some boys are In the last few years, he grew up, but this child is shorter than Qin Yihan by more than a head.

When An Qiao saw Li Guicai's appearance, he was slightly taken aback, and when he saw the excited expression on the young man's face, An Qiao was puzzled, how did his little sister lure him back?
"But..." When An Qiao saw Li Guicai's serious face, she opened her mouth as if to tell him that An Xin already had someone she liked in her mind.

After all, if Li Guicai's attitude was as bad as Huang Tian's at this moment, this Anqiao would not be so difficult to deal with. It's just that this is someone who likes his sister at this moment, and looks full of admiration, if he said something wrong at this moment, Isn't it very hurtful.

And just when An Qiao was in a dilemma, this An Xin's voice came from outside the gate, "You said you want to marry me? Why?" Because in a place like going to the countryside, it's you and me who talk, and there's nothing Such elegant words as a little girl.

And when Li Guicai heard An Xin's voice, his face immediately turned redder, and soon he saw An Xin, who was wearing a blue jacket, walked in, his face was still pink and tender. , the smile on his face is also very charming, because he likes that girl.

"Because I like you, I want to marry you as my daughter-in-law. Don't worry, I will treat you well and will never bully you," but she murmured in her heart, even if she wanted to bully, it would be her bullying herself.

And when An Xin heard Li Guicai's words, the corner of her mouth froze slightly. Is this a confession?Damn, she actually let a child who is a generation younger than her confess that this damn old cow has eaten tender grass, and it is still tender and tender.

Especially when she saw the child's blushing and shy appearance, An Xin immediately felt it was funny, of course it was not ridicule but simply wanted to laugh.

(End of this chapter)

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