The big guy who passed through quickly took the scumbag script

Xihe looked at the staff member with a narrow smile on his face, and suddenly couldn't hold back his face, and pulled him away: This is not allowed outside in the future.

After getting the marriage certificate she had been thinking about, Nan Cen happily coaxed her and nodded: Okay.

Then this guy took Xihe's mobile phone and called Qiao Kuan over, saying that it was to celebrate their marriage, Qiao Kuan suddenly felt a thunderbolt from the blue sky, and he looked at Xihe in disbelief: Qianqian, is it true?

Of course, you see.

Nan Cen didn't wait for Xihe to speak, and directly threw out the marriage certificate.

Qiao Kuan took the small book with trembling hands. On the red book, the handsome men and women were as beautiful as the most suitable lovers, and the red seal was covered on it.

She is indeed married.

Qiao Kuan's throat seemed to be blocked for a while, and he couldn't say anything.

Afterwards, he drank a lot of wine, and when his drunken eyes were hazy, this man who is now waved by countless beauties is crying very sadly, but he tried his best not to let himself be embarrassed: Qianqian, I will always wait for you.

Nan Cen's face darkened instantly.

He looked at Xihe, and sure enough, seeing his daughter-in-law's pity on her face, he immediately hated him secretly, feeling like he was lifting a rock to shoot himself in the foot.

Xihe handed Qiao Kuan a glass of water: Qiao Kuan, you will meet better ones.

She knew that his sincerity at this time was true, but she also knew that he would meet his wife in the future, and he would love her and their children very much.

He will have a happy family.

Qiao Kuan cried sadly: No, no.

How did it happen? No more, she is his salvation, and his heart and eyes are all about her.

He won't meet anyone.

But Xihe just smiled and asked the culprit to call a car to take him back. Nan Cen didn't dare to delay, so he called Qiao Kuan's assistant directly.

After the people left, Xihe tapped the boy's head with his fingertips: Do you dare next time?

Nan Cen immediately shook his head.

He will never let his wife have contact with Qiao Kuan again.

The young man leaned over and flattered him: Honey, shall we go home?

He misses her.

Xihe's face was ashamed, and she instantly remembered the absurdity of the past few days. She couldn't figure out how he could have so many tricks?

After the National Day ended, Nan Cen went back to school.

Brother, what are you talking about? Married? The roommate yelled strangely.

Well, I have time to take you to have a meal together. Nan Cen casually said while looking at the computer.

After being affirmed, the three roommates exploded in an instant, their faces full of disbelief.

Why can't you think about getting married so much? We are only freshmen, and we can still play for many years, and we have entered the grave of marriage so early... You are now a school grass, a school grass, do you know how many girls want to fall in love with you? Roommates chatter.

That's right, as far as I know, Yang Sheng, the campus belle of the Department of Foreign Languages, wants to chase you.

Nan Cen's face was very indifferent: No one can compare to my wife.

The three of them choked, and immediately remembered the girl they saw last time. Among other things, that face and figure are really rare, and she looks better than a movie star.

The three of them suddenly became sour.

If they had such a girlfriend, they would probably be more impatient than Nan Cen.

The dinner was set for Friday night, with a barbecue.

Seeing Xihe again, the three of them were very reserved and just buried their heads in eating. Xihe looked amused and asked Nan Cen to say hello.

Li Liang, you are here too, what a coincidence. A few girls came over suddenly.

Li Liang, who was full of food, raised his simple and honest face, still a little dazed, wondering when the always proud Xihua would talk to him, he said in a daze, Yes, yes.