Chapter 811: Strong man, appointment? They are a shy and cowardly widow 21

Zhang Han and Xia Liang, in this life, have no parents. Therefore, this marriage is very simple, and it is not extravagant.
Even so, flower bridges, matchmakers, suonas, and banquets, etc. are still indispensable.
Coupled with this buddy, the neighborhood came to congratulate, but also busy for a long time, in the evening, this wedding can be regarded as lively and lively, the perfect end.
For the little widow Xia Liang, being able to marry Zhang Han, or marrying in such a beautiful scenery, this neighbourhood has to say a few gossips.
Said she was also a good life, finally boiled her head, burned high incense in the last life, only to meet such a good person like Zhang Han.
For these, Xia Liang didn't care at all, but Zhang Han listened to the psychology, but he was very unhappy.
Xia Liang's good, and her talents, these people don't even know!
In this life, being able to marry Xia Liang is the blessing he has cultivated in many lives!
Therefore, when the guests were almost ready to eat, Zhang Han raised his wine glass and said to all the guests loudly,
"Today is my day when Zhang Han is overjoyed. You wo n’t understand how lucky I was to be able to marry Xia's wife! I do n’t want to hear any words that would discredit my wife, otherwise, Don't blame me for not showing face to the folks! "
After speaking this call very aggressively, no matter who was in the seat, he was shocked by his words. Zhang Han drank the wine down, dropped the glass, and said, everyone is free.
Then left the crowd and went directly to the room to accompany Xia Liang.
Although Wang Feng was not among the guests, she was most concerned about the wedding of Xia Liang and Zhang Han except the parties.
So, hiding in the crowd, Wang Feng saw the wedding from beginning to end, and heard Zhang Han ’s last call, naturally, Zhang Han cares and cares about Xia Liang.
Although Wang Feng lamented in her heart that the hostess was also a person who loved her, but because of Zhang Han's blacksmith status, Wang Feng's heart was still sneered at this wedding.
From the bottom of her heart, she thought that Zhang Han was just an incompetent blacksmith, even if he loved the heroine again? !!
There is no power, no power, and no money. In the future, the hostess will follow this rude man who beats iron, and lead a poor life, really nothing.
Compared with the previous time, the heroine married the male protagonist Sun Rui, married into Hou's house and became his wife's life. This time, the hostess is much miserable.
Thinking of this, Wang Feng felt that she had already done a complete blow to the heroine.
However, when I asked the system, I realized that her task of hitting the heroine was not completed at all. The heroine was happy, and she was not miserable at all.
Wang Feng was also a little speechless about this result. She felt that the heroine really had nothing to pursue. This psychological requirement was simply too low.
However, she does not have the time to deal with Xia Liang now, because she can find that there is something wrong with Gong Sun Rui in the past two days.
In addition to working on the small restaurant, she has to stay by his side all the time, trying to figure out what's going on with him, and seeing if she can brush some good things.
It seemed that three days had passed, but Gongsun Rui not only did not increase her favorability, but even fell many times to 60 points.
She coaxed and coaxed at Gongsun Rui, made a low-key, very careful to please, only to increase his favorability, and once again increased 70 points, but also stopped there.
Wang Feng was extremely depressed about this result, and she also had a little bit of grudge against Gongsun Rui.
The emotion of this male lead is too unsteady, just because of some small things, it will shake the affection for her, which makes people extremely crazy!
While thinking about these things, Wang Feng saw that the bride and groom were no longer there, and they were not staying here anymore, and returned to their small restaurant.
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After Zhang Han released his ruthless words, he returned to his courtyard, looked at the sky, and fell directly on the chain.
Don't bother with the candlesticks in the cave today! !!
Pushing open the door, Zhang Han stood at the door and saw sitting on the bed, wearing a red wedding dress, waiting for Xia Liang, his heart was full of sweetness and happiness.
"Zhang ... Zhang Brother ... You are ... come here, uncomfortable and dying ..." Xia Liang sighed with relief when he saw him return.
"How uncomfortable?" As soon as Zhang Han heard her say that, she rushed forward without thinking about it, and lifted the hijab on her head, and asked anxiously.
Xia Liang raised his little face, bit his lip, smiled shyly at him, and whispered, "Now, I've been covered with that red cloth, it's really annoying ..."
"Hehe ..." Zhang Han heard her words, and couldn't help but lose sight, looked at the red cloth in her hand, and said helplessly and distressed, "Cool, you don't like it, just take it down and throw it away."
"I'm afraid Brother Zhang will be unhappy ..." Xia Liang stood up, glanced at him, and hugged him no longer, saying, "I think you should like the feeling of lifting my hijab ..."
Zhang Han hugged her, and she was made to laugh and cry, thinking that she had just said she was uncomfortable and died. He was worried about what else was going on. Only anxiety remained.
"Then I'll cover it again, and you lift it up again?" Xia Liang heard his words, looked up from his arms, blushed, and said embarrassedly.
Zhang Han lowered his head, looked at her, shook his head, stretched out his hand, and couldn't help but slowly touch her eyes, rubbing his hands gently.
Her eyes were his favorite place and the one that attracted him most.
On the first night, it was also because of these eyes that I couldn't control the urge to express my anger.
Then, his hand slipped a little, stroking her ruddy little face, with an obsession in his eyes and an undisguised desire.
Xia Liang was staring at his fiery eyes and stroking him silently, feeling that his body was about to get angry. Such a tease, even more so than a fiery kiss, was a bit more overwhelming.
"Zhang ... Zhang Brother ..." Xia Liang raised his hand, wrapped his neck, red face, and screamed coquettishly.
The next second, Zhang Han picked her up, and threw her onto the bed with a force, and then pressed it up.
Xia Liang, "...".
So wild and domineering? !!
Is there something wrong with this style of painting?
"Zhang ..." Xia Liang raised his body slightly and just wanted to call the exit, but the man on his body pressed her, lowered his head, and kissed enthusiastically, whispering with a smile,
"Baby, I still prefer you to tell me to smell people ..."
Xia Liang, "... !!!"