MTL - The Lady in the General’s Arms is a Bigshot in Mystic Arts-Chapter 342 : Ah Fu, tell me! Would you like to marry him
Mrs. Xie looked half-understood, squeezed her handkerchief and said, "What was the thing I was most anxious about before?"
"Hey, did I have anything to worry about before? It seems like I didn't."
"Mrs. Qin, I'm the most comfortable old lady in Yandu. I don't have anything to worry about."
Xie Cheng: "?"
real or fake.
Then who was the one who told him to kiss him as soon as he came back?
Every time he received a letter in the army, who was it that urged him to get married as soon as possible?
The letter urging the marriage last time is still in his room, so he turned his face and refused to recognize anyone?
"When did grandma become like this?" Xie Cheng raised his hand, wiped his forehead through Mrs. Xie's emerald, probed, and frowned, "I've been a little forgetful recently."
"How about letting Fu Ling..."
"Shut up!" Mrs. Xie opened her eyes wide, "What Ling Fu! Old women are not allowed to see doctors at this age, don't talk nonsense!"
Xie Chengluo's fingers in mid-air moved slightly, pursed his lips, and retracted: "It's my grandson who made a slip of the tongue."
The old lady Xie snorted softly, and stood up in an instant, "Get up, I'm in a hurry to go to Mrs. Liu's house to play cards."
Xie Cheng suddenly laughed, pulled her back, stopped beating around the bush, raised his head and said, "Grandmother, I told you before about my marriage with Ah Fu... Are you ready to give the dowry to Ah Fu. "
The old lady Xie stood in front of Xie Cheng with her sleeves pulled, and frowned at him without saying a word.
Her eyes still stayed on Xie Cheng, scanning him up and down, and finally met Xie Cheng's dark eyes with shattered light.
Xie Cheng raised his head slightly, smiled, and said with a good-natured appearance, "Grandmother, I have prepared the dowry, so you haven't prepared the dowry for Ah Fu, have you? "
"No way, didn't you say that you love Ah Fu the most? You really aren't ready yet?"
"If you are not ready, then the dowry grandson will be ready..."
The old lady Xie was pulled by her sleeves, looked down at him in shock, and the emerald on her forehead shimmered, "You can say ten sentences if I say one sentence, can you give me the time to say one sentence?"
She shook her sleeves, "Let me go."
Xie Cheng sat in the wheelchair and obediently let go, "Okay~ Grandma said, what dowry have you prepared for Ah Fu?"
Old Madam Xie sat down again, glared at him, and then turned to Jiang Fu.
Jiang Fu sat there, and for some reason it got to this point, she was almost a little restless, why did she go away for a while, sympathized with A Yao, and they talked about the dowry.
"Ah Fu, what do you think?" Mrs. Xie sat there, looking as if she wanted to support her, "Would you like to marry this kid?"
"If you don't want to, grandma will support you, and he can't force you!"
When saying this, the old lady Xie deliberately looked at Xie Cheng, raised her chin slightly, as if provocative, and she didn't know how old she was.
Xie Cheng smiled lightly and raised his hand, picked up the celadon teapot again, poured tea to Old Madam Xie respectfully, and then offered the poured tea with both hands, "I wish, I wish, she wishes."
The old lady Xie didn't take his tea, "I was asking Ah Fu, did I ask you?"
"Ah Fu, tell me! Are you willing to marry him?"
Jiang Fu's mind was buzzing, blank, she sat there watching them, Xie Cheng, who was holding a teacup, also turned his head, looked towards her, and slowly smiled, his black eyes curved into There are two arcs of crescent moons, and there seem to be thousands of stars in the eyes.
Her heart skipped a beat, as if something was taking root and sprouting in her heart.
Then, she heard her own voice:
"Yes, I am willing to marry the general."
