Outright Favoritism - Chapter 1265

Chapter 1265 I bet that Luo Yu will get married at the end of the year

For a long time, Nan Yu finally adjusted his mentality and was forced to accept the reality.

She played with the delicate little pistol in her hand and greeted Shang Yin, “Yibao, do you like this? If you don’t like it, I will give you an atlas, and you can choose a style yourself?”

The little cub hugged Colt and turned back to her, “Third aunt, this is so young.”

“Of course, my aunt specially made it for you. You make gestures to see if it fits.”

The small pistol that Nan Yu gave to Shang Yin was half the size of an adult’s slap.

Of course, there are no bullets inside. Nan Yu’s original intention was to familiarize the little guy with the structure of Rewu first, and then give him more objects when he grows up.

But now it seems that it is superfluous.

The collection of money in her small closet directly killed the children’s money she gave.

……

At eleven in the morning, Li Qiao returned to the mansion.

Nan Yu enthusiastically stood waiting for her at the hallway, “Bao…”

Before uttering the last word, the woman behind Li Qiao waved her head, “Oh, isn’t this Little Rose.”

Nan Yu was expressionless, “Silo, you really make me look for it.”

“Why? I have something to do with me?” Silo’s white face was covered with a sly smile, “I heard that you have had a good harvest in your love career recently? I would like to say goodbye to you?”

Li Qiao stepped away silently, reminding casually: “Fight out and fight.”

Nan Yu and Xi Luo unanimously said, “She can’t beat me.”

Li Qiao walked into the living room without looking back, not intending to mix up at all.

At this moment, the eyes of the two women met. Three seconds later, they all laughed. Shi Luo opened his arms and said, “Hug?”

Nan Yu pretended to take a step forward reluctantly, “Just a moment.”

Xi Luo and Nan Ying smiled and embraced, and patted each other’s back in unison.

“I’m coming back with Li San this time, isn’t the good news approaching?”

The two walked towards the living room with their shoulders on their backs, Nan Yu pouted, “Who knows.”

“Then when will you settle my money?” Xi Luo looked sideways and raised an eyebrow: “So that we can communicate with each other in courtesy.”

Nan Yu immediately hit her with her shoulder, “Are you embarrassed? You didn’t let me get married back then.”

“No matter, check out quickly, or I won’t go if you get married.”

Although    was a joke, Nan Yu couldn’t help but laughed and said, “The eight characters haven’t been beaten yet.”

Silo moved crookedly again, “How can I teach you a few tricks?”

“No need, you’d better save it for the third master Zong.”

Si Luo and Nan Ying joked a few words, and soon came to the sofa area in the living room.

Luo Yu brought a few cups of hot tea in good time, Shi Luo teased her with sour plum slices, “Cuiying, when are you getting married?”

Cuiying replied: “Next life.”

“I bet you will be married at the end of the year.” Xi Luo rolled up his sleeves, turned his head to look at Li Qiao and Nan Yu, “Make a bet together?”

Li Qiao looked down at the phone, and said without looking up, “One million.”

Nan Yu was grabbing the sour plum slices in Xi Luo’s hands, “One million.”

Liu Yu, who became the focus inexplicably, glanced at Silo faintly, “Ten million, bet I won’t get married.”

She still has this confidence.

Siluo suddenly trembled with a smile, “Okay, Cuiying, if you get married at the end of the year, remember to give us 10 million each, not even a single cent will do.”

Luo Yu Yangmei accepted the betting agreement, “No problem, Luo, Sister.”

After the rain left, Nan Yu held the sour plum box in his hand and asked absently, “Luo, are you pregnant?”

“Cough—” Silo was choked, “I look like a mother?”

Nan Ying shook the sour plum box, “I remember Qiao Qiao loved eating this stuff when she was pregnant.”

“Not pregnant yet.” Silo regained the sour plum, and sighed sadly, “I just quit smoking and I am preparing for pregnancy.”

Nan Yu looked at her suspiciously, and then unceremoniously mocked, “No wonder you are a lot fatter than before.”

Xi Luo didn’t want to talk to her anymore, she turned her eyes to look at Li Qiao who was playing with her mobile phone, “Child, how many people will come to Xiaobao’s birthday party this time?”

After Li Qiao sent the message, she slightly raised her eyes: “It should be a lot.”

Last year, Shang Yin’s one-year-old birthday, the couple took him back to the old house in Pama, and caught Zhou by the way.

And this year’s cub’s two-year-old banquet, it is estimated that… many people will come back to join in the fun.

Shi Luo pondered for a few seconds, “Is Bai Yan coming?”

“Come on.” Li Qiao put the phone on her leg, “Is something to do with him?”

Silo touched her chin, “No, just a friend asked me to ask him something.”

Li Qiao noticed the vibration of the mobile phone, picked it up, and made a call directly, “Liuyun, Shanglu is at the airport, arranging someone to pick him up.”

Xi Luo slapped, “Here is the sick brother? Your little treasure really has a face.”

……

One day before Shang Yin’s birthday, relatives and friends from all walks of life once again gathered in the mansion around the island.

Birthdays for the cubs are second, mainly because everyone hasn’t seen them for a long time, so they just get together for a while.

Afternoon, the sun is thousands of miles away.

In the backyard of the villa, Li Qiao and San Ge Li Cheng strolled and chatted deep in the lawn.

“Completely reconciled?”

“That’s it.” Li San held the cigarette between his fingertips, his eyes faintly, “He Chen is indispensable.”

Li Qiao curled her lips and smiled, “You can invite him to dinner to show her thanks.”

Li San snorted, “It’s better to give him a batch of arms.”

Eat with He Chen, he is afraid of choking to death.

“Follow you.” Li Qiao paced forward with her hands in her pockets, “Nan Yu has not been easy these years, just treat her well.”

Li took three steps, looking at the distant buildings, “If I marry her, what do you think?”

Li Qiao said: “I am happy to see it happen.”

“Qiao, do you think I am suitable for marriage?”

Li San always hesitated. Regarding marriage, he didn’t think it was necessary to get married, but everyone around him seemed to be waiting for them to get married.

At this time, Li Qiao stood sideways, staring at Li San’s cheek, “Fear of marriage?”

Li San pressed his lips and said nothing, but silence was the default.

Li Qiao shook his head clearly, “What are you afraid of? Getting married is nothing more than a red book, and it’s essentially the same as being in love.”

“Really?” Li San licked his lower lip, pondering for a few seconds before exhaling, “Don’t you find it troublesome?”

“It will be troublesome if you don’t like it enough or half-hearted.” Li Qiao asked calmly, “Which one are you?”

Li San squinted at her, “If you don’t like me, why should I chase her back.”

Li Qiao’s light flashed, and she caught a glimpse of the convoy coming from a distance, and said faintly: “Go to the hospital when you have time.”

“What? Do you think I am sick?”

Li Qiao gave him a scornful look, “Premarital syndrome, what is the disease?”

She really did not expect that Li San, who is usually arrogant and determined, would actually suffer from premarital syndrome.

Li Qiao did not give the third brother a chance to refute, and went straight back along the same path.

In front of the main house, a black man leaned forward, and the first to greet him was still Shang Yin, who came with a little white tiger.

(End of this chapter)