The Overbearing Chief Husband’s Favorite: Baby

After the two of the priests arrived, the priest said a lot.

Cheng Anning couldn't understand his language, but from his expression, she knew that she had not yet entered the oath.

Cheng Aning is talented and can't understand. However, from the other's eyes and movements, she can read the words of the other party, which is roughly the beginning of the game.

The pastor's opening is a bit long, and he said a lot, not only Cheng Aning, but also a lot of people who did not understand the guests.

The guest room has begun to whisper.

“Why not ask a domestic pastor?”

"Yeah, yeah, why don't you think about the sacred occasion?"

"Is the other party talking about the oath?"

"Who knows? The red carpet is still white. Is it a wedding today?"

The surrounding arguments were very small at first, and I don’t know who opened the head, and the back was slowly getting bigger.

The position of the guest seat in the center of the room spread to both sides, and then the whole scene seemed to be blasted, and all of them were discussed.

Cheng Anning was challenged by Luo Yibei again and again to endure the bottom line, and all of them were held back. However, in the face of so many people's arguments, her nerves collapsed a bit.

"Why do you want to do this?" Raised her face, her eyes looked at Luo Yibei.

"All this is your Su family! If you insist on marriage, things like this may happen every day." Luo Yibei did not look at her direction, his eyes still looked outside the wedding scene.

He said that it is an understatement, as if he had done it, something that is not enough.

Cheng Anning’s face was very pale, and his palm was buckled with his fingertips.

Staring at him for a moment, pressing all the emotions in her chest, she asked, "Can't you live together peacefully?"

"It's already late." Luo Yibei's tone is still very light, not too slight.

Cheng Anning did not know the meaning of his words. It was natural to understand that he meant that the Su family had done too much before, and now he wants to ask and be late.

Luo Yibei did not mean to communicate with her. He took a step forward and walked to the front of the altar.

Cheng Anning stared at his back, his ears echoing his words, and the blue ribs on the back of his hand were pinched.

However, after a while, the five fingers slowly extended.

It’s okay to be late, and I’ve already reached this step today. As long as the ceremony is over, she and he will have a lot of time to work together!

"Can we start?" She turned her head and raised her face. She asked the pastor faintly in English.

Westerners generally understand English, and she does not believe that the pastor can't understand.

However, this time, she was disappointed.

The priest seemed to really don't understand, and looked at her, the expression on her face was still a bit sluggish.

Cheng Anning’s face was slightly stiff.

The priest looked at her and turned his eyes to Luo Yibei.

Luo Yi turned around and gestured to his eyes.

The priest understood what he meant and continued to use the Provençal local language to say a lot.

Probably because of the fear of Cheng Anning, I finally gave her a gesture of "yes" and "no".

How is Cheng Anning smart, just relying on his eyes to understand his meaning, now the gestures are used together, naturally understand.

"Yes, I-Do!" greeted the man with a slight sigh, she returned to the other party in simple English.

The man understood her meaning of the simple three words, nodded, and turned to Luo Yibei, and he read a lot.