Outright Favoritism Chapter 1265: : I bet that Luoyu will get married at the end of the year

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For a long time, Nan Yu finally adjusted his mentality and was forced to accept the reality.

She played with the exquisite little pistol in her hand and greeted Shang Yin, "Yibao, do you like this? If you don't like it, I will give you an atlas, and you can choose a style yourself?"

The little cub hugged Colt and turned back to her, "Third aunt, this is so young."

"Of course, my aunt customized it specially for you. You make gestures to see if it fits."

The small pistol that Nan Yu gave to Shang Yin was half the size of an adult's slap.

Of course, there are no bullets inside. Nan Yu's original intention was to familiarize the little guy with the structure of Rewu first, and then give him more objects when he grows up.

But now it seems to be superfluous.

The collection of money in her small closet directly killed the children's money she gave.

……

At eleven in the morning, Li Qiao returned to the mansion.

Nan Yu enthusiastically stood waiting for her at the hallway, "Bao..."

Before speaking the last word, the woman behind Li Qiao waved her head, "Oh, isn't this little rose."

Nan Yu has no expression on his face, "Siluo, you really make me easy to find."

"What's the matter? You have something to do with me?" Silo's pale face was covered with a sly smile, "I heard that you have had a good harvest in your love career recently? I would like to say goodbye to you?"

Li Qiao stepped away silently, reminding casually: "Fight out and fight."

Nan Yu and Xi Luo said in unison, "She can't beat me."

Li Qiao walked into the living room without looking back, not intending to mix things up at all.

At this moment, the eyes of the two women met. Three seconds later, they all laughed. Shi Luo opened his arms and said, "Hug?"

Nan Yu pretended to take a step forward reluctantly, "Just a moment."

Siluo and Nan Yu embraced each other with a smile, and patted each other's backs in unison.

"This time I come back with Li San, is it right?"

The two crossed their shoulders and walked towards the living room, Nan Yu pouted, "Who knows."

"Then when will you settle my money?" Shi Luo looked sideways and raised an eyebrow: "So that we can communicate with each other in courtesy."

Nan Yu immediately hit her with a shoulder, "You are ashamed? You didn't let me get married back then."

"No matter, check out quickly, or I won't go if you get married."

Although it was a joke, Nan Yu couldn't help but laughed and said: "The eight characters haven't been written yet."

Siluo moved crookedly again, "How can I teach you?"

"No need, you'd better save it to Zong Sanye."

Si Luo and Nan Yu joked a few words, and soon came to the sofa area in the living room.

Luo Yu brought a few cups of hot tea in good time, and Shi Luo teased her with sour plum slices, "Cuiying, when are you getting married?"

Cuiying replied: "Next life."

"I bet you will be married at the end of the year." Xi Luo rolled up his sleeves, turned his head to look at Li Qiao and Nan Yu, "make a bet together?"

Li Qiao looked down at the phone and said, "One million."

Nan Yu is grabbing the sour plum slices in Xi Luo's hands, "One million."

Liu Yu, who became the focus inexplicably, glanced at Shi Luo faintly, "Ten million, bet I won't get married."

She still has this confidence.

Siluo smiled tremblingly, "Okay, Cuiying, if you get married at the end of the year, remember to give us 10 million each, not a single cent will do."

Luo Yu Yangmei accepted the betting agreement, "No problem, Luo, Sister."

After Luoyu left, Nan Yu held the sour plum box in his hand and asked absently, "Luo, are you pregnant?"

"Cough—" Silo was choked, "I look like a mother?"

Nan Yu shook the sour plum box, "I remember Qiao Qiao loved eating this stuff when she was pregnant."

"Not pregnant yet." Silo regained the sour plum and sighed sadly, "I just quit smoking and I am preparing for pregnancy."

Nan Yu looked at her suspiciously, and then unceremoniously mocked, "No wonder you are a lot fatter than before."

Si Luo didn't want to talk to her anymore, she turned to look at Li Qiao who was playing with her mobile phone, "My child, how many people will come to Xiaobao's birthday party?"

After Li Qiao sent the message, she slightly raised her eyes: "It should be a lot."

Last year, Shang Yin’s first birthday, the couple took him back to Pama’s old house and caught Zhou by the way.

And this year's cub's two-year-old banquet, it is estimated that... many people will come back to join in the fun.

Siluo pondered for a few seconds, "Will Bai Yan come?"

"Come on." Li Qiao put the phone on her leg, "Is something to do with him?"

Silo touched her chin, "No, just a friend asked me to ask him something."

Li Qiao noticed the vibration of the mobile phone, picked it up, and made a call directly, "Liuyun, Shanglu is at the airport, and arrange for someone to pick him up."

Siluo slapped his tongue, "Here is the sick brother? Your little treasure really has a face."

……

One day before Shang Yin’s birthday, relatives and friends from all over the world gathered again in the Mansion Around the Island.

Celebrating the cub’s birthday is the second thing, mainly because everyone hasn’t seen each other for a long time, so it’s just a matter of getting together.

In the afternoon, the sun is scorching thousands of miles away.

In the backyard of the villa, Li Qiao and San Ge Li Cheng strolled and chatted deep in the lawn.

"Completely reconciled?"

"That's it." Li San's fingertips held a cigarette, his eyes faintly, "He Chen is indispensable."

Li Qiao smiled slightly, "You can invite him to have a meal to show his thanks."

Li San snorted, "It's better to give him a batch of arms."

Eating with He Chen, he was afraid of choking to death.

"Follow you." Li Qiao paced forward with her hands in her pockets, "Nan Yu has not been easy these years, just treat her well."

Leisan stepped, looking at the distant buildings, "If I marry her, what do you think?"

Li Qiao said: "I am happy to see it happen."

"Qiao, do you think I am suitable for marriage?"

Li San always hesitated. Regarding marriage, he didn't think it was necessary to get married, but everyone around him seemed to be waiting for them to get married.

At this time, Li Qiao stood sideways, staring at Li San's cheek, "Fear of marriage?"

Li San pressed his lips and said nothing, but silence was the default.

Li Qiao shook his head clearly, "What are you afraid of? Marriage is nothing more than a red book. It is essentially the same as love."

"Really?" Li San licked his lower lip and sighed for a few seconds, "Don't you find it troublesome?"

"If you don't like it enough or half-hearted, you will find it troublesome." Li Qiao asked calmly, "Which one are you?"

Li San gave her a squint, "Why chase her back if I don't like me."

Li Qiao's light flashed, and she caught a glimpse of the convoy coming from a distance, and said indifferently: "Go to the hospital when you have time."

"What? Do you think I am sick?"

Li Qiao gave him a despised look lukewarm, "Pre-marital syndrome, what is the disease?"

She really didn't expect that Li San, who is usually arrogant and decisive, would change into premarital syndrome.

Li Qiao didn't give the third brother a chance to refute, and went straight back along the same path.

In front of the main house, a black man leaned forward, and the first to greet him was still Shang Yin, who came with a little white tiger.