Chapter 3122
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The two little buns shook hands and made peace. With this commotion, the atmosphere from before vanished into thin air. Shen Yan Xiao looked at Jun Wu Yao's deep affection for Jun Wu Xie, and although she was angry in her heart, she could only endure it. She could only warn Jun Wu Yao with righteous words that if he dared to treat Jun Wu Xie badly, even if he had been reborn, she would still fight him to the death.
Jun Wu Yao could only agree helplessly.
After the atmosphere eased, Jun Wu Xie and Shen Yanxiao introduced each other to their respective groups of relatives and friends. Tang Nazhi and others who accompanied Shen Yanxiao saw Qiao Chu and others and suddenly had a feeling of regretting not having met them earlier. They almost slapped the table and became sworn brothers on the spot.
The adults were happy and chatted happily.
Little Mo Ye and Di Jing, who had re-established their friendship, found their own fun.
Little Mo Ye, whose eyes were still a little red, had forgotten about Di Jing's' fierce 'attitude. She was surrounded by adults like Qiao Chu and no matter how cheerful he was, he was not a child. Little Mo Ye had never had a playmate of the same age and it was rare for her to have a big brother around her age.
In the Jun Family, Little Mo Ye was like a little master, pulling Di Jing to look around. Because of his previous guilt, Di Jing allowed Little Mo Ye to pull him around.
"This is Lord Meh Meh, it's so soft." Little Mo Ye found Lord Meh Meh hiding in a corner nibbling on leaves. Her eyes lit up and she reached out to grab it.
Lord Meh Meh immediately ran away, startling the Sacrificial Blood Rabbit hiding in the grass. When the two stupid rabbits saw Little Mo Ye, it was like they had seen a ghost and ran for their lives.
"Hey! Don't run, this is Brother Jing, he won't be fierce! "Little Mo Ye said anxiously as she looked at the two figures running away.
Di Jing: "…"
He felt that the two stupid rabbits were not running because they were afraid of him.
Xiao Mo Ye did not give up and wanted to chase after him. Her small body was about to fall but Di Jing quickly pulled her back.
Vermillion Bird, who was hiding at the side, silently looked at the baby that she had "raised with her own hands". Finally, he was sensible. She could not help but wipe her tears with great emotion. Taotie, who was holding a pile of snacks, was so disgusted that he almost vomited.
"Come on, isn't that great? You don't have to take care of me all day long. "Taotie stuffed a mouthful of peach cake and patted his flat belly in satisfaction.
Vermillion Bird sighed softly as he looked at the back of Lord Meh Meh and the Sacrificial Blood Rabbit fleeing in panic. He suddenly felt ….. that being a nanny was actually pretty good.
At the very least …
From the looks of it, he was treated a little better than the other two.
The wedding banquet of the Jun Family had just ended, but because of the arrival of Shen Yanxiao, the banquet was reopened, but the door was closed, leaving this moment for Jun Wu Xie and Shen Yanxiao who had not seen each other for a long time. Even Qiao Chu and the others, who had not left yet, also joined them for a meal.
"I say, brother, you're very pleasing to the eye. What's your name?" Qiao Chu, who had already drunk a few rounds, was a little tipsy. He held a handsome and wild looking man in his arms as he shook his wine glass.
"Burp ….. my name is Tang Nazhi. Brother, I see that you have a good temper too. Let's have another drink!" Tang Nazhi had also drunk a lot and drunkenly put his arm around Qiao Chu's shoulders.
Li Xiaowei looked helplessly at his brother who was drunk to the point of not recognising his own family. He shook his head helplessly and looked up at Hua Yao, who was sitting next to Qiao Chu. In each other's eyes, they saw a touch of helplessness.
They were both troublesome fellows!
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