At this time, the lion dance team walked in from the door of the community, followed by the groom and the bride with their heads covered.
Then there was a bang. It turned out that several young people standing in the street opened the hand cannons and sprayed colorful strips all over the sky. The scene suddenly became lively.
Feng Nanshu was standing upstairs, holding the window sill with both hands, resting his chin on the back of his hands, watching intently.
Jiang Qin was leaning on the dining table, drinking water, and walked over to feed her: “Would you like to go out and take a look?”
“want.”
“Take another sip and then go change.”
Feng Nanshu took a sip of water and immediately went back to the room. Then she changed into a pair of black short-sleeves and white shorts and came out. Her legs were slender and her skin was as fair as gel: “Jiang Qin, let’s take a walk.”
Hearing this sentence, Jiang Qin suddenly felt a little nostalgic. This seemed to be the beginning of their friendship, but he hadn’t heard it for a long time.
Because I don’t know what happened later, it turned into an elder brother holding me, an older brother hugging me, an older brother kissing…
Feng Nanshu may not understand what liking means, but Jiang Qin knows that she must be greedy for her body because she sees him as handsome.
Then, he took the little rich woman to the unit door opposite. The bride and groom had already entered the corridor, and the lion dance team was still walking around the door.
The third uncle was sitting on the stone pillar smoking a cigarette. When he saw them, he wanted to laugh: “Are the young couple here to study again?”
Jiang Qin showed a surprised expression: “Third uncle, why are you here? I just went out to have breakfast and found that your canteen was open.”
“Holy shit, is it true or not?”
“Really, don’t you remember whether you locked or unlocked the door when you left?”
“Yo…”
The third uncle’s expression changed, and he ran towards the gate of the community with a cigarette in his mouth. His old figure was moving faster than Jackie Chan in the furniture city.
Jiang Qin grinned, thinking that these old men and women, even if they closed the door, would always feel that they had not closed the door, so they were easy to deceive.
He was enjoying himself for a long time when he suddenly realized that Feng Nanshu was planning something, so he bluffed and said, “You can’t just think that the third uncle is a good person and just buy things. Do you understand? The third uncle is used to living a hard life. He will not be happy after making money.” .”
“…”
Feng Nanshu raised his eyes and looked at Jiang Qin, thinking that my big bear is so smart.
Then the two of them followed the pick-up team and entered the living room of Dajun’s house.
There were many people in the wedding room, and there were videographers and photographers around. The little rich woman grabbed Jiang Qin’s hand, stretched her head and looked inside, and then kept standing on tiptoe, with long and curly legs. The curled eyelashes trembled slightly.
She saw the groom holding a long black stick, lifting his hijab, revealing a face full of joy, so she was a little happy.