The Young Master's Bride Chapter 793 - Chapter 793:1 really don't want to leave, I'm too tired

Chapter 793 - Chapter 793:1 really don’t want to leave, I’m too tired

Chapter 793:1 really don’t want to leave, I’m too tired

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Compared to the flames, the small-muzzled weapon’s level of praise really needed to be improved.

Usually, his mouth was particularly sharp and noisy, but at the critical moment, he would drop the ball.

The flame rolled its eyes at her. It had practiced at home for nothing. It had forgotten all the words it had said to her.

“And then?”

This segment was right. Praise. Next, it should be like, right?

then, the conclusion is that you two are very compatible, a perfect match. Then, you will be very happy…

The little trumpet realized that it had forgotten its lines again. Why did it say something that was not beautiful at all?

“And after that?”

Huo qingge walked and stopped. She really didn’t want to walk anymore. She was too tired.

then, we said that we like you very much. We like you very much. We like you so much that we can’t even express it.

The small-muzzled weapon didn’t care about its words anymore. It just said whatever it wanted to say.

Every time flame opened his mouth, the small-muzzled weapon would beat him to it. He had no chance to speak at all.

And she didn’t follow the script, she just did as she pleased.

I also like you guys very much … Come on! Give me a hug and then disappear. I’ll see who’s next.”

Huo qingge stretched out her arms and made a hugging gesture. She was already familiar with this routine.

sister GE, you know this. Let me tell you, the next person to appear is …

The small-muzzled weapon was so excited that it wanted to say who the next person was, but it was stopped by the flames.

“Shut up!” She really felt that her head was getting bigger. She had repeatedly told her to be careful, but she forgot everything when she was happy.

It was useless to say anything to her. She was simply hearing things in one ear and hearing things in the other.

Flame hugged Huo qingge gently and said,” my third brother is really great. You two will definitely be happy until you grow old, third sister-in-law!

Flame’s words were very heavy and serious.

“We will all be very happy.”

This was Huo qingge’s wish. She wanted everyone to be happy.

“Let me, let me hug…”

The little trumpet began to jump around anxiously again. It reached out and hugged Huo qingge. Sister Song, you’re the best sister Song in the world. You’re the best, so everything about you is the best!

The little trumpet was like her own little sister. Huo qingge would talk about her, worry about her, and feel sorry for her.

All of this happened so naturally because they were one family.

you’re going to be a mother soon. Don’t be so impatient. Don’t worry about blazing. Taking care of a child isn’t as tiring as you.

Huo qingge had said this to the little trumpeting many times, but it had no effect.

Every time she promised, she would forget about it and continue doing what she was supposed to do.

yes, yes. I’ll listen to you, sis GE. I’ll make sure he doesn’t have to worry about me. I promise.

This was what the little trumpeting would say every time.

The conclusion he came to was that it was not credible.

“Alright, you can all disappear!”

Huo qingge waved at them, signaling that they could leave.

She was waiting for the next person to appear and was counting who had yet to come out.

Feng Yan? It shouldn’t be. He should still be “fighting” with li beixiao.

Gu Jue? She was probably at home looking after the twins. The twins were more annoying than when they were quiet.

Ming Xiu? Ren said that he didn’t come, but now it seemed that the credibility was not high…

Her brother? Well, that was the most likely possibility.

However, if it was really a wedding, her brother would be the last one to come out.

Huo qingge took off her shoes. She was really too tired.

Li beixiao had prepared all this, but he had never thought that she would be tired from walking in high heels. They walked on the gra.s.s again..