Chapter 868 - I Was Trapped Again by My Nephew (1)

"That... I didn't say you didn't say you, I just said that you are lucky to marry such a beautiful and gentle wife!"

Doubting the man's ability, this matter is a bit serious, Zhao An'an doesn't want to fight Zheng Jing again, after all, he and Zheng Lun are getting married soon, if she hurts Lun Lun, Lun Lun will be angry.

It was rare that Zhao An'an spoke soft words, and Zheng Jing didn't bother with her anymore.

After picking out the wedding dress, Shangguan Ning was picked up by Jing Yichen, and Zhao An'an was also picked up by Mu Qing. Zheng Jing drove Zheng Lun back, and he saw that Zheng Lun's fair face was still wearing the wedding dress. Excited and happy, can't help but smile softly.

When they got home, both Zheng Qinan and Pei Xinhua had gone out and hadn't come back yet. The recent wedding made both of them busy, and there was hardly any time for them to be idle.

If there is no one at home, Zheng Jing will be more unscrupulous.

He directly picked up Zheng Lun and walked upstairs.

Zheng Lun was taken aback, thinking that he minded what Zhao Anan said, and wanted to do something to prove himself.

She blushed and said, "Brother, what An An said was just a joke, don't take it to heart, I know you It's okay."

For the next three words, the voice is as low as a mosquito.

Zheng Lun was really embarrassed to say something like this.

Zheng Jing smiled brightly and teased her: "Oh? Really? You haven't even tried it, so how do you know whether I can do it or not? If it doesn't work, won't you lose all your sexual blessings in this life?"

Zheng Lun buried his face in Zheng Jing's chest in embarrassment, and refused to speak.

How can she say this!

Does it mean that every time he holds her tightly in his arms, every time he is emotional, she can feel his high-spirited and firm?

This is so embarrassing!

Seeing that she was too shy to lift her head, Zheng Jing laughed loudly, carried her into the bedroom, and pressed her all over her.

Shocked and shy, Zheng Lun stretched out his hand and pushed him hard: "Brother, get up quickly, don't do this, mom and dad will be back in a while!"

If his parents saw the two of them in this posture, Zheng Lun would probably find a crack in the ground and slip in.

Zheng Jing grabbed her two little hands, pressed his forehead against Zheng Lun's, and said in a low voice, "Lun Lun, I will want you again after we get married..."

He felt that this was the greatest respect for Zheng Lun. The two of them were a little sensitive about their identities, and unlike others, they could fall in love and get married without any hindrance.

He and Zheng Lun have been brother and sister for twenty years, and now that they are going to get married, some people will still look at them with strange eyes.

Experienced old people can tell whether a girl is still a virgin from her walking posture and the subtle differences between her brows.

Now Zheng Lun is still a complete girl, the elders in the family and those outside will think that she is a good girl, not someone who messes with her brother.

This is her best protection.

Zheng Jing didn't want her to suffer a little bit of grievance, so he would rather bear it by himself than have that kind of thing happen to her before marriage.

Zheng Lun didn't know what Zheng Jing's intentions were, but she could feel the protection and respect from the deepest part of her brother's heart.

Her face was blushing, but this time she did not avoid Zheng Jing shyly, but looked at Zheng Jing with big foggy eyes, and said softly: "Brother, you are so stupid."

If Zheng Jing wanted her, she would definitely not refuse.

Because her desire for Zheng Jing is no less than Zheng Jing's desire for her.

Love is mutual. She and Zheng Jing have been in love for so long, and they can clearly feel each other's heart with a look in each other's eyes.

Zheng Lun's body is soft and warm, with a girl's unique light fragrance, Zheng Jing's whole body is pressed on her body, and there is always an urge to eat her.

If this continues, his body will react soon.

Zheng Jing took a deep breath, kissed Zheng Lun a few times, then got up quickly and went to take a shower.

Time always passes by inadvertently, especially on busy days, you will feel that time passes quickly.

August 18th is coming soon, Zheng Jing and Zheng Lun got married, and many relatives and friends from Zheng's, Pei's and Gu's families came.

The wedding was very lively. Shangguan Ning and Zhao An'an had been with Zheng Lun since the morning. The Zheng family had hired relatives to be the best man and bridesmaid. They knew Zheng Lun, but they were not familiar with each other, and the little girl had no similar experience. , she was a little nervous and dazed, Shangguan Ning and Zhao An'an were helping almost the whole time, she just followed along to join in the fun.

Mu Qing was helping Zheng Jing, and Jing Yiran was also here today, but he basically came to make trouble.

"Hey, hey, you have too few red envelopes, right? Don't be afraid of being laughed at!"

"Tsk tsk tsk, senior brother, your fingers were so nimble during the operation, why can't you even wear a corsage well now, shame on you!"

"Oh, the groom looks really ugly today. Where did he find the makeup artist? It's not as good as this son's makeup! Forget it, anyway, he doesn't look very good at ordinary times. No matter how handsome he is today, he can't compare to me! Yes! Right, bro?"

Jing Yichen didn't even look at him, his eyes were fixed on his son the whole time, and he just treated the nagging Jing Yiran as air.

Jing Yiran is getting closer to him now, he has never given him a good face, but Jing Yiran is too thick-skinned, he doesn't take his cold face seriously, and even said that he looks cold Very big brother style!

Jing Yichen really wanted to kick this chatter away to quiet his ears, but he couldn't kick it, because Jing Yiran was not as deadly as before, and his words seemed to treat him like his own brother. It's really not good to use violence.

Zheng Jing took Zheng Lun from the Gu family to the Zheng family, and the Zheng family was full of joy, with the sound of crackling firecrackers, and many relatives and friends of the Zheng family and Pei family were all joining in the fun to ask the bride for red envelopes.

Jing Rui walked around in the crowd, and soon came back with a thick stack of red envelopes.

"Dad, here you are."

Jing Rui gave Jing Yichen all the red envelopes, and asked his father to manage all the funds for him.

Jing Yiran quickly snatched a red envelope from Jing Rui's hand: "Give me one!"

Jingrui is a small person, so he will definitely not be able to snatch Jing Yiran. He looked at Jing Yiran indifferently, and said, "How old are you, and you are still grabbing red envelopes from children, it's really a good face for nothing."

Jing Yiran immediately returned the red envelope, staring at him and said: "Stinky boy, I'm your uncle, why do you talk so nonchalantly!"

Jing Rui retorted: "You also know that you are my uncle, which uncle would snatch a nephew's red envelope?"

As he said, he stretched out his small hand towards Jing Yiran: "Bring it!"