Nan Song looked at her son's wolf-like head and thought he was so handsome. He turned around and asked the stylist, "How is it? Is it okay?"

The stylist gave her a thumbs up and said, "That's pretty good."

Nan Song looked proud and said to Nezha: "How about turning around and taking a look?"

Nezha turned around and looked at himself in the mirror, as if he saw his uncle.

Luo Junheng wears his hair in a slicked back every day. He has three-dimensional facial features and a long face. He looks particularly domineering and charming with his slicked back hair. But he doesn’t style it. When he is at home or after taking a shower, he is more casual, with his hair styled

The silk tends to be casually messy.

Just like what Nezha looks like now.

With a refreshing forehead-opening hairstyle and slightly casual hair above the head, he is handsome and handsome without losing his personality. Nan Song smiled and asked Nezha, "How is it? Are you satisfied?"

Nezha nodded, it smelled very good, "Yes, satisfied."

The bride is busy here, and the groom is not idle either.

The four groomsmen, Yan Yuan, Si Zhuo, Si Zhe and Yu Jiarui, dressed up early and went to Yu Jinwen to help him arrange the wedding car. Fu Yu and Zhao Xu also came to join in the fun.

Fu Yu raised his eyebrows and looked at Yu Jinwen, "How are you? You are getting married, are you nervous?"

Yu Jinwen was very honest, "Nervous."

Fu Yu teased him, "We are already an old married couple, but we are still nervous. Besides, this is not your first time getting married. Let me count on my fingers how many weddings you have held..."

This is a typical "whatever pot is not opened, which pot is picked up".

I said it just to be beaten.

Yu Jinwen shot the knife in the eye, and Zhao Xu strangled Fu Yu's neck, "I'll help you beat him... Can you have a guard with your bad mouth?!"

Fu Yu hunched over and struggled, "People are floating around in the world, and no one has made any black history. It's okay to mention it. I'm helping him with desensitization treatment. Besides, you usually mention my past romantic debts.

, did I say anything?”

"I don't."

Zhao Xu vowed, "My financial status is very clean."

"You are so innocent!"

Fu Yu stroked his strangled neck and looked at Zhao Xu with a pair of wicked peach blossom eyes, "Do you want me to tell you about your mortal past? Didn't you also like some policewoman before you got along with Fanyin?

It’s a pity that people didn’t take notice of you..."

One sentence made Yu Jinwen and the four groomsmen raise their heads.

Yu Jinwen looked at Zhao Xu and frowned slightly, "What policewoman?"

"There is no policewoman! Don't listen to him beeping blindly!"

Zhao Xu covered Fu Yu's mouth and gritted his teeth and said, "Do you want to die? That happened so many years ago that the old millet rotted the sesame seeds. Now you're telling me about it?"

Fu Yu whined and was dragged away by Zhao Xu.

"It's not easy to see blood on a big day, so I'll find a trap and bury him directly."

Plastic brotherhood is about exposing each other's shortcomings and poking at each other.

Yu Jinwen was a little depressed by Fu Yu. Yan Yuan came over and patted his shoulder, saying slowly: "It's not easy for you and Xiao Song to reach today. As for the past, whether it is black history or white history, it should be

Let the past be bygones."

"However," Yan Yuan smiled at Yu Jinwen, "You should know how good your wife is. There are wolves outside, we can help you guard, and we can attack at any time. I hope you don't let me find an opportunity to take advantage of you.

Otherwise, I won’t be polite to you.”

Such straightforward words would sound provocative to any man's ears.

But Yu Jinwen knew that Yan Yuan was reminding him.

As soon as Yan Yuan finished speaking, Si Zhe added, "Add me one more."

Yu Jinwen's black pupils swept over each of these love rivals, and his thin lips moved slightly.
Chapter completed!