Chapter 160: Propose, ask for forgiveness, pray to God

Sang Ying and Qi Jiashu were also notified.

If they finish their private chat, they can always go to the second venue to have lunch with other guests.

But the style of Lin Shang's painting is strange.

Lou Yanjing proposed to Li Zhi, Qi Jiashu and Sang Ying were forgiven, but Shang Xu was praying to Lin Rong.

In a romantic sea of ​​flowers.

Shang Xu and Lin Rong sat opposite each other with their legs crossed.

Lin Rong held Shang Xu's wrist, spread his palm, and looked closely. At first glance, it seemed like a very ambiguous gesture, but amid the audience's expectations.

But Lin Rong said, "I looked at your palm...it seems that you have the fortune of having a lucky wife and great wealth!"

Everyone: “…”

"Hahahaha God, may you have a lucky wife and great wealth!"

"The other two couples are so romantic that they moved me to tears, but you two are reading palms here!"

"I really admire Lin Rong's steel and concrete."

Shang Xu's forehead also jumped violently.

He squinted his eyes and glared at his palm: "How do you know this is a lucky wife? Where did I get this wife?"

"Then let me see your wife." Lin Rong traced Shang Xu's palm lines and accurately found his emotional line. Then he frowned and said, "It seems that I haven't seen my wife."

“Hahahahahahahahahahaha!!!”

"Lin Rong: I'm watching myself to death."

"Laughing so hard, they better not do it again, otherwise Lin Rong will dig a hole for himself when he looks back on this scene later."

"Your love life is quite bumpy."

Lin Rong analyzed it seriously, his eyebrows and eyes became serious: "Look here, the starting position of the line is later than others. It seems that your pursuit of your wife will not be smooth."

She raised her eyes and looked at Shang Xu very seriously.

There was another burst of laughter in the live broadcast room.

Shang Xu only felt the veins on his forehead twitching slightly, causing his temples to ache: "I feel it."

This damn girl.

If she doesn't open up, how can he go smoothly?

Lin Rong added: "But it doesn't matter. Although your love life is not smooth, your life is smooth. You live longer than others!"

Live room critical review——

"I see. Lonely old people belong to that category."

But Lin Rong added: "Be content, brother. Your love life is just not going well. Look at me."

She stretched out her palm to show Shang Xu.

Then he laughed heartlessly: "Haha! No!"

There was even a burst of laughter in the live broadcast room.

"There's no fucking romance."

"It's true. It seems that palmistry can reveal something. After all, the palm lines are complaining that Lin Rong is a straight woman made of reinforced concrete."

"Another day of feeling bad for business."

Lin Rong finished reading Shang Xu's palm.

I was afraid of being crawled by bugs because I hadn’t sat on the lawn for too long, so I simply stood up, patting the hem of my wedding dress.

She looked around and looked at the staff: "Are the two sides finished? Can we stay somewhere else?"

The staff was also very helpless.

Ji Tang deliberately created a romantic atmosphere for the three groups of guests, but this trick had no effect at all on Lin Rong.

She could only nod and say, "It's over. You two can go to the second site anytime to meet up with them for lunch."

"Go, go, go!" Lin Rong's eyes lit up instantly.

She immediately picked up her wedding dress, bare her legs and strode forward: "Why didn't you tell me earlier that we had lunch? I'm so hungry, so hungry, so hungry! Let's go and discuss!"

Shang Xu: “…”

He snorted in amusement.

Looking at Lin Rong, who still didn't have a single bit of romantic energy even in her wedding dress, he shook his head helplessly.

Afterwards, I could only stretch my long legs to catch up.

With a helpless tone: "I know, I'm coming."

The lunch scene was pure and romantic.

The blue sky and white clouds seem to be the best gift of the day. The breeze blows through the hanging branches and white gauze curtains, making it look like Monet's garden that captured the hearts of young girls.

Li Zhi arrived holding Lou Yanjing's arm.

Next to the heavily beaded skirt was a man's well-tailored black suit that wrapped around his slender legs.

The two arrived side by side.

Like the bride and groom arriving at their wedding!

"What a beautiful picture."

"I hope Kyoe and Tamae will be happy forever!"

"Although I wish this was their wedding scene, I don't want the beautiful Zhizhi to really get married like this! Our Swan Princess's real wedding will be countless times more luxurious than this!"

"It will happen, right? It will happen, right? It will definitely happen!"

"With Qi Jiashu, my sister's precious boy, there will be a chance! If not, he will directly encourage my sister to divorce."

"You also need to cooperate with Sang Ying to beat up both men and women/cover your face/ok"

"Hahaha, the good sisters of the past have now become sisters-in-law."

"I'm really looking forward to Zhizhi returning to Beijing to meet her parents after the show ends! It's a pity that there was no live broadcast at that time. The main reason is that her second brother has already reached this stage, so I think her biological parents must love her even more!"

The audience was discussing the matter in the live broadcast room.

Sure enough, the next second, the conspicuous Bao Mei Bao Nan's voice with a wanton smile rang out: "Zhi Zhi!"

Li Zhi put her hands on the hem of her skirt, turned around and looked back.

Then Sang Ying, wearing a fishtail wedding dress that looked very much like Sister Yu, came over holding Qi Jiashu's arm.

It was a rare occasion for Qi Jiashu to wear a suit.

The white suit, which has restrained some of his cynicism and exudes a sense of gentleness and dignity, makes him look even more handsome.

Sang Ying's wedding dress is a tube top style.

The waist-hugging design shows off her perfect figure. The black upper body of Sister Yu meets the holy white of the wedding dress at the hips, and the contrasting colors show her charm and sexiness.

She walked on the red carpet in high heels.

The fishtail skirt with irregular sides swayed slightly along the curve of her long legs: "Zhizhi."

"Second brother." Li Zhi's eyelashes curved slightly.

She turned to look at Sang Ying again, tilted her head coquettishly, and still addressed her as "Sister Sang Ying."

"Sister Sang Ying, what Sister Sang Ying?" Qi Jiashu raised his lips wantonly, "This is your sister-in-law!"

Li Zhi raised her eyelashes and glanced at Qi Jiashu.

She pursed her lips: "Oh."

But after tilting her head to look at Sang Ying, she still addressed her as Sang Ying, and continued to shout stubbornly, "Sister Sang Ying."

Sang Ying couldn't help but curl her lips and chuckle.

Li Zhi let go of Lou Yanjing and walked over to hold Sang Ying's arm: "We girls don't want to rely on men to give ourselves status. Whether Sister Sang Ying marries you or not, she is still Sister Sang Ying."