"Sister Duo'er, you should eat quickly."
Da Niuer looked at Qiao Duo'er with an expectant face, hoping her efforts weren't in vain and that her hard work would be appreciated.
Unable to withstand Da Niuer's gaze, Qiao Duo'er could only stuff the red dates into her mouth.
"Zheng Hong, congratulations, you'll definitely be holding a big fat boy next year!"
"Both you and your wife are good-looking; if you have a child, they'll surely be like the little golden boy next to Guanyin Dashi!"
Tan Zhenghong, pulling a face, responded to the congratulations, and when he got the chance, he shot a glare at Qiao Duo'er, thinking how this little woman always gave him something to worry about.
But as long as he drank his medicine on time, she would have no chance to make any fuss.
After a hurried dinner, the Women Army led by Chen Yiling and Qiao Duo'er entered the bridal chamber.
For them, playing pranks in the bridal chamber was the main event.
