Chapter 1372 Wen Orange received a bouquet!

  In the end, Lianzhen was still drawn to the team grabbing flowers by Yan Shiqi.

  He smiled at her joyful brows, and there was a place in his heart that was sour and soft.

  His little seventeen, happy, just fine.

  Yan Shiqi stood at the front of the crowd, looking back at the cheeks full of smiles and eagerness.

  She turned around and looked down at the sea-blue bouquet in her hand. After taking a deep breath, she forced the bouquet over her head.

  The bouquet flew out, and she turned around anxiously to watch.

  The first to jump up was Qiao Mu.

  He was thinking about grabbing a bouquet for the little girl, but he hadn't touched it yet, and the countless old men around him all jumped up.

  Bouquets are jumping in the air, and men and women stretch out their hands to fight for me.

  "Bouquet, my!"

   "Second Uncle, grab it for me!"

   "Get out of the way, I'm going to make this bouquet!"

   "Shanglu, do you have a fart for holding flowers? Go away, it's mine."

  Everyone scrambled to chase the bouquet, but the scene was chaotic due to too many people.

  Yan Shiqi's heart also fluctuates with the bouquet.

  Later, someone jumped up and wanted to grab the bouquet, but with too much force, he accidentally took the bouquet far away.

   Seeing the bouquet falling from the air, when they were chasing, that bunch of sea-blue flowers accidentally landed in a person's arms.

  Wen Orange, confused!

  She looked down at the bouquet in her arms, a little at a loss.

  She didn’t grab it!

  Why did the bouquet still fall on her? !

  Just now, she felt that something had fallen off, so she subconsciously raised her hand, and immediately embraced the bouquet.

  The crowd's scramble for the bouquet stopped one after another.

  They watched Wen Cheng's gesture of holding the bouquet, each beating their chests.

After all,    is a fun and interesting game, and everyone is not really disappointed.

  At this time, Yan Shiqi passed through the crowd, and at a glance he saw Wen Orange holding a bouquet.

   Seeing joy, she paced forward, "Orange, congratulations!"

   "Wow, sister Wen Cheng, you got it! It seems that the next one to get married is you!"

  Ling Zihuan applauded, and also said the meaning of the bouquet.

  Wen Cheng shook her head in surprise, and when she saw Yan Shiqi coming by, she held the bouquet and handed it over, "Hey, it was an accident that I received it, do you want to throw it again?"

  Yan Shiqi cheerfully pushed the bouquet back to her, "Even if it is an accident, it may be a beautiful accident!

  Throw the bouquet, even if you succeed, there is no reason to throw it again! Orange, congratulations! "

  Wen Cheng shook his head and sighed, feeling that the bouquet in his hand was a little hot, "I would not have come to join in the fun if I knew it!"

   "Don't say that, maybe it's God's will!"

  Yan Shiqi smiled and looked at Wen Cheng's dress today. The tube top dress set off her shoulders with a beautiful and exquisite line.

  She stepped forward and hugged Wen Cheng, unavoidably grateful, "I didn't expect you to come back too, sister, thank you!"

  Wen Cheng raised her eyebrows, holding a bouquet in one hand, and hugging her in the other, "The big thing is not as important as your marriage! It feels good to be a bridesmaid for the first time in my life."

  Yan Shiqi let go of her, don’t tease her deeply, "Then when you get married in the future, I will also be your bridesmaid!"

   "Me? Forget it, in this life... there may be no chance!"

  Yan Shiqi looked at her calm and indifferent expression, smiled slyly, but didn't say much.

  I don’t know if it’s her illusion, it seems that Orange is a bit fatter than a few months ago.

  Her sister is too pessimistic about love, and I hope that unfortunately this will end, and she can start her happiness as soon as possible.

  (End of this chapter)