On the flower rack of the wedding dress, ah ze and Mo Wen sat on it, scattering flowers as they stared at it. They had not expected that the affectionate confession would eventually become a passionate kiss.
"What's going on?" Mo Wen had not been listening just now and had lowered his head to look! He felt that he must be blind.
A 'ze was squinting. When he heard mo Wen's words, he also stretched his head out to look down.
"Damn, he kissed me? A person like him was actually worthy of having relatives? F * ck, didn't Ouyang say that she wasn't going to marry? Break his legs and throw him out! Why did he kiss you?" Ah ze was indignant.
When the two of them raised their heads, their heads hit each other and they covered their heads.
"Bang!" Mo Wen's feet slipped and he fell from above. The flower basket was thrown into the air and all the flowers fell.
