The Whole Internet is Waiting For Master Fu To Fall In Love

  Chapter 897 This marriage proposal is high-profile (2)

   Applause surged around.

  Fu Juncheng stretched out his arms to embrace the girl beside him, and put his thin lips against the tips of her ears, "How is it?"

  Gu Qingning looked up at him, "What?"

   "A wedding." He said.

   Facing his deep eyes, Gu Qingning suddenly understood something, and lightly curled her red lips, "Are you envious?"

  Fu Juncheng flashed a faint smile in his eyes, and said in a low voice, "I will give you a bigger and better wedding."

  Gu Qingning couldn't help laughing, "I think it's okay to be simpler."

  She is very lazy, and she can't bear it too much.

  Fu Juncheng knew what she was thinking, and there was a hint of a smile in his deep voice, "Don't worry, you don't need to do anything, just be my bride with peace of mind."

  Gu Qingning smiled and said lazily, "All right, then I will try my best to graduate early."

  The two were busy whispering, and the bride was already throwing bouquets not far away.

   A group of famous ladies and daughters swarmed up, but they were snatched away by a big hand with sharp bones.

  When they saw the person who grabbed the bouquet, everyone was shocked.

   There is no mistake, a big man followed to join in the fun.

  Gu Zhao looked at Gu Che who had snatched the bouquet, raised his hand to cover his face, couldn't bear to look directly at him, and asked, "Second brother, did he drink too much?"

   It is enough for him to grab bouquets with a group of girls.

  Gu Ying laughed lowly, "I think he is very sober."

   Ignoring the surprised gazes of everyone around, Gu Che strode up to Yang Keke with a bouquet of flowers.

   "Here." He stuffed the exquisite bouquet into Yang Keke's arms, with a yuppie smile on his lips, "I heard that the person who gets the bouquet will get married next year."

  Yang Keke caught the bouquet at a loss, recalling his words, her cheeks flushed slightly.

  Is he proposing to her in disguise?

Gu Che looked at her shy look, stretched out his hand and pulled her into his arms, looked at the surrounding guests with smiling phoenix eyes, and said loudly, "This year my eldest brother will hold a wedding, and next year I will do it. Please come and have a drink then." Wedding wine."

  As soon as these words came out, the scene erupted instantly, and the hearts of many ladies and daughters who admired Gu Che were broken.

  Why do good men belong to other people? It's not fair.

  Qi Xuan leaned against Gu Ying's arms and couldn't help laughing, "Yes, Gu Che's marriage proposal is quite high-profile, interesting, really interesting."

  Yang Keke hugged the bouquet, raised her head to look at Gu Che, the blush on her face remained, "Why do you..."

   Didn't they agree not to announce their relationship to the public for the time being?

  Gu Che stared into her eyes, with a rare serious tone, "I said it, I won't wrong you."

   Paused, he placed a kiss on her forehead, "It's official, we'll be together in the open and aboveboard."

  She is so nice, he didn't want her to sneak around on a date with him, that would be too wronged for her.

  Yang Keke's eyes were filled with moisture, and she slammed into his arms, with a slightly nasal voice, "Okay."

  With him in this life, she is already content.

  The eldest brother just got married on the front foot, and the second child was officially announced on the back foot, and everyone was shown.

   "Azhao, you are the only one in our family, you have to work harder." Gu Che hugged the beauty back, and glanced at Gu Zhao, arrogant and embarrassed.

  Gu Zhao looked at his tail almost up to the sky, and the corner of his lips twitched.

  He choked back, "Second brother, don't worry about it, old man, I'm proud of being single, and you can't experience the joy of being single anymore."

   Gu Che snorted and flaunted, "You can't imagine the joy of having a wife."

  Gu Zhao, "..."

  He is a big wronged person, and he doesn't know how to love children at all.