Chapter 747: Grab the hydrangea

This middle-aged man is the owner of Huang Tiancheng, Huang Bingye, who is going to marry her daughter.
Facing Huang Bingye, who is very likely to be his father-in-law, those sons and sons don’t have any excitement: "Where the city owner said, we want to thank the city owner for giving us a chance."
"Yeah, yeah, the city owner is polite."
Naranger saw that he didn't even have a chance to speak. He couldn't help but snorted: "A group of flatterers."
The son of the son is busy with flattering, and there is still time to pay attention to Nalanjie’s sourness, even if he heard the words of Nalanjie, everyone did not hear it.
Where is Huang Bingye's swaying because of the sneak peeks of these few hairy boys, he just replied with them on the surface, and then regained the right to speak: "Everyone, the squad is starting now, please ask the sons." Sit well and listen to the rules of the recruit."
As soon as I heard the rules, those sons and brothers were like students who studied hard and stood back to their positions with serious faces.
"It won't be the same rule as I used to go to Zou's last time." When I think about Zou's recruiting, Ling Xiao can't help but think of Zou Wei's crazy head. I don't know where she is now and Li Yuanchong.
The soul stone they used to contact is very weak in the soul of the heavenly realm. It seems that it can only be sensed if it is close enough, hehe.
After sorting out the thoughts a little, Ling Xiao listened carefully to Huang Bingye’s rules of recruiting relatives. People who stood outside the square circle with Ling Xiao’s people were pushing each other on the third floor and the third floor. They also stretched their ears. Listen, live and listen to the wrong rules.
These guys don’t even have the rules to enter the market. They are so enthusiastic. It seems that as long as there are people, the good things are everywhere.
"The little girl believes in fate, so after a while she will throw a red hydrangea. After three minutes, who is the hydrangea, who is her husband."
Huang Bingye made it clear, but it made everyone feel wrong. One of them is: it is as simple as that.
"Of course it's not that simple." Huang Bingye went on to say: "In three minutes, everyone can grab, but it is not allowed to hurt people, nor is it allowed to break this hydrangea. If one of these two rules is violated, it will be eliminated on the spot."
Everyone took a breath of air: it was not that simple.
If you don't hurt, you may still be able to do it, but the process of scrambling does not break the hydrangea, and the difficulty is too great.
Huang Bingye saw the hundreds of sons and sons in the face of a dignified color, and secretly smiled: "Autumn is really interesting. In this way, the winner is not an ordinary person."
Others don't say that this luck alone must take the first place.
The guy who has luck, even if it is worse in other aspects, the overall difference can be where to go.
Besides, the son of a son who can enter this field, which is not a family with a facade, the conditions are good and the difference is not too much, and her daughter will not lose anything.
Of course, if one person is perfect, it will be better to be able to repel all the sons and children without hurting them.
"Everyone, are you ready?" Huang Bingye thought as he smiled.
"Well, I am ready." The son of the son nodded, and the seriousness of his face was like a big enemy.
Ling Shiyu from the field suddenly said: "Ling Wei, you are so blatantly let Nalanjie go to grab the hydrangea. What if he really grabs it, can we still let the daughter of the homeowner follow us to take risks? Besides, we Isn't it supposed to be low-key now?"
Ling Xiao smiled and caressed Ling Shiyu's head: "Shantou, you are right, but Hao Nalanjie risked to come out with me. When his marriage came, I couldn’t watch him. So wasting a great opportunity."
Ling Shiyu’s eyes widened:
Ling, you mean...

"Yes, I promise you that the Hydrangea will be Nalanjie." Ling Xiao said calmly.
Although Ling Shiyu did not doubt Ling Xiao’s statement, how did she think that she felt that this kid was weak and could have won other brothers.
"Qiuer, throw hydrangea." Above the square, Huang Bingye shouted, sitting on the bamboo bench and covering his face with a cloak, Huang Yanqiu stood up and showed her graceful figure.
Even if I didn't see my face, this figure alone is a boutique.
Men, both on and off the court, couldn’t help but swallow.
The men in the field were all grappling, their eyes staring straight at the pair of jade hands on the bamboo platform, and the red hydrangea held in the pair of jade hands.
This red hydrangea is made of a special kind of silk in the heavenly world. Its flexibility is much higher than that of ordinary red cloth, and it is not so easy to be torn.
When everyone saw the red hydrangea thrown out of the pair of jade hands, their hearts were all raised.
There is absolutely silence on the field, even if someone's heavy breathing is clear and audible.
However, this silence only lasted for less than two seconds. When the hydrangea fell into the air, finally a son couldn't help it.
Huh, I saw him jump, his arms raised high and reached for the hydrangea.
When the other sons saw it, it was so easy for the guy to get the hydrangea.
Within a second, dozens of people followed the first guy, pulling his arm or dragging his foot.
The more exaggerated guy put his hands on the little belt above the first guy's back buttocks and pulled his waistband down.
"Oh,." A very harsh piece of cloth shattered, and the first guy who jumped up was pitifully robbed of his pants, revealing the white flower's ass.
The guy jumped so high, but also showed his ass, as long as people with good eyesight can see this scene.
"Haha..." This scene not only attracted a lot of laughter, but also some people whistled, but some aunts and grandmothers looked at the place where they looked at the white flowers.
"Ah,." The guy shouted screaming and immediately fell back to the ground, quickly taking out a blanket from the storage space and wrapping his naked lower body.
"Oh, it's interesting." Ling Xiao smiled very arrogantly, and Ling Shiyu was not a "female hero" who was mixed up in Xihe City. He stared at the guy and said to himself: "If he is a woman, There is no difficulty in the birth of a baby."
As soon as this sentence came out, fortunately, Ling Xiao’s attention quickly turned to the field, and finally it was not directly killed.
Nalanjie on the field looked at the melee in front of him, stupidly squatting in the spot: whether this is a move, or a tear-off contest.
Above the square, the group of brothers who participated in the recruitment of the parents could not hurt people because of the rules, and saw the first guy immediately fell back to the side because the pants were smashed, so they began an extremely shameless tearing of each other.
These guys are almost the same, who wants to push others apart and can't hurt people, this method is fast and not hurting, of course they all choose this method.
Huang Bingye did not expect that the match-up game he had prepared for his daughter would become such a farce. He almost didn't have a three-litre on the spot.
But since the rules have been settled, he can’t stop now.
Then, on the scene, the screams and the clothes were torn apart, and the pieces of clothes and the trousers flew together.
"Aridly, ridiculous." Huang Bingye looked at a large group or the sleek or sleek son of the son, and his beard trembled, and he did not lose his beard.
However, Huang Yanqiu, the quiet and gentle throwing hydrangea girl, felt the funny situation on the field at this time. She laughed and screamed, and accidentally lost the hijab on her head, revealing a stunning face.
Everyone was stunned, including the brethren who were still tearing the clothes and tearing you up.
Ling Xiao and Ling Shiyu also stunned, and Nalanjie took a sigh of sorrow: God, this is the wife we ​​are robbing.
To say that Huang Yanqiu's figure is the devil's figure, then her face can also be called the face of an angel.
However, this angel is unfortunate, the face is first landed.
The face of Huang Yanqiu's face is also good. The standard beauty is the face of the melon. However, the beauty of the face is destroyed by several weird plum-shaped scars.
The mouth, the left and right cheeks, the corners of the eyes... There are such plum blossom scars in several places, which makes people feel that a woman is pregnant.
Silence is a dead silence.
Time is like solidifying there, no one knows how long it has been, especially Naranger.
Until Huang Bingye suddenly shouted "Time to", Nalanjie responded.
Later, Naranger found that the hydrangea was in his own hands and was scared to scream: "Ah,."
Instinctively reacting, Nalanjie wanted to throw away the hydrangea, but it was frightened by the cold words of Huang Bingye: "To ruin the marriage, leave your hands, or your feet, you can go away."
The sons and sons of the sons were still robbing you of their lives, and now they are hiding aside, re-dressing, and changing from a bare-boned "bird" to a "coated animal."
They didn't know what it was like in their hearts, they were secretly glad that they shot quickly and threw the hydrangea to Naranger.
But they still have to put on a very pitiful look, went to Nalanjie, lamented: "Oh, our luck is not as good as this brother, life is not good."
Naranger did not drop his eyes on the spot, and screamed in the bottom of his heart: Your sister, your group of joined hands to hang your Nalan son, and your Nalan son is not finished with you.