Huang Xin, who turned around on the stage, was stunned. Brother Zhen, who was snatching flowers from the stage, was stunned. Even Ling Xiaoxiao, who was standing there at this time, was stunned.

Yao Manni looked at the bouquet in Ling Xiaoxiao's hand and laughed out loud: "Xiaoxiao, you really have to be careful. Look, your wedding rhythm can't stop it."

Ling Xiaoxiao looked at the bouquet in her hand and didn't know what reaction should be appropriate. What did she give birth just now...

Huang Xin got off the stage and saw Ling Xiaoxiao's stupid look, and patted her shoulder with satisfaction: "I didn't expect you and Zizhuo to be so anxious."

Who is anxious? Ling Xiaoxiao wanted to refute, but she opened her mouth but didn't know what she could say. She threw Hua into Brother Zhen's arms in depressedly: "It's all your fault. You're robbing me if you're okay? Are you anxious to get married?"

Brother Zhen was vented and felt a little aggrieved: "Someone hit me just now, otherwise I wouldn't have caught him. This is obviously a blessing."

Knowing that Ling Xiaoxiao's face was thin and she couldn't help making fun of her, Huang Xin held her hand: "Let's go, accompany me to change my clothes, it's time to toast."

Ling Xiaoxiao picked up her skirt in depressedly, followed her like a little maid, went out from the front door, and walked towards the dressing room.

"Son, you have a good attitude. This girl is so beautiful, but she always feels familiar, as if she has seen her somewhere." Mother Jiang came out from somewhere and rubbed against Jiang Zizhuo again.

Jiang Zizhuo has always been indifferent to his mother's behavior of being off-line, so he glanced at her and turned around and prepared to walk out.

"Hey, son, don't leave. If you don't talk to me, I'll go to the dressing room to catch people now." Jiang's mother's words effectively made Jiang Zizhuo, who was turning around and leaving, calmed down again.

He sighed, really disgusted with being threatened, so he turned around and looked at his mother helplessly.

When Mother Jiang saw that her son was obedient and did not leave, she was a little surprised. She didn't expect that the most useless threat on weekdays would be effective. It seems that the girl's position in her son's heart is not low.

"Son, are you kidding that girl?" Jiang's mother thought about it and asked, but she couldn't find the right word for a while.

Jiang Zizhuo raised his eyebrows and looked at his mother: "Do I look such a boring person?"

Although there was no positive answer, there was a slight dissatisfaction in his tone. He seemed to be unwilling to pay attention to such a question. When Mom Jiang heard her son say this, she immediately laughed and said a few crow's feet: "It's great to be serious. The girl looked like a lucky child. She just received a bouquet. It's probably not long before I can be a grandma. Oh, I must have very few grandmas as young. When I take the baby out, will others think I am the mother of the baby?"

Jiang's mother had already begun to fall into inexplicable joy, and her face was full of dreamy colors as she spoke. Jiang Zizhuo didn't want to pay attention to her mother's disconnection, but when she heard that Ling Xiaoxiao received a bouquet, she said she wanted to be a grandma or something. Although her earlobes were red with a little shyness, he still couldn't help but smile and bent the corners of his mouth.

Ling Xiaoxiao followed Huang Xin to the dressing room dizzyly. She still couldn't accept the fact that she received the bouquet. As she floated all the way, she forgot about finding a reason to hide back into the room. After changing her clothes, she followed her all the way back to the hall.

Then, at the entrance of the hall, he was blocked by Jiang's mother who had been waiting at the door.

"You are Xiaoxiao, right?" Jiang's mother excitedly stepped forward and grabbed Ling Xiaoxiao's hand, and looked up and down intimately. The more she looked, the more she liked it: "I just got far away and didn't look carefully, but now I'll look better when I get closer. Our Xiaoxiao face looks lucky and likeable."

Ling Xiaoxiao froze. She turned her head and looked at Jiang Zizhuo with her eyes asking him what was going on. Jiang Zizhuo looked at Ling Xiaoxiao apologetically. According to what they had agreed in advance, he thought Ling Xiaoxiao had already returned to the room and would not come again, so when Jiang's mother was about to come to the door to block people, he did not stop him.

Jiang's mother watched them flirting in front of her, and she was so happy. She was different from other mothers. Jiang Zizhuo grew up in a free-range manner. She and Jiang's father were busy with work and no one had time to take care of him. So she especially hoped that someone could take care of him for the couple. She hoped that his son would find a girlfriend precociously since he was in junior high school. After waiting for many years, he finally hoped that this day...

"Xiaoxiao, right? I am Zizhuo's mother. You can call me whatever you want, but if I call me mother just like him, I will be happier." Mother Jiang took Ling Xiaoxiao's hand, and her kind tone and expression scared Ling Xiaoxiao to cry.

Who can tell her what the hell is going on? Why did everything happen this night just like she expected.

Ling Xiaoxiao's pitiful appearance made Jiang Zizhuo feel a little distressed. He pulled Ling Xiaoxiao's hand back from Jiang's mother's hand, then pulled her hand behind her, then gently pinched her a few times to remind her to come back to her senses.

"Xiaoxiao, this is my mother. Just call him Aunt Song." Jiang Zizhuo coughed lightly and introduced solemnly.

Ling Xiaoxiao came to her senses and looked at the joyful and flattering smile on her mother Jiang's face. She always felt very disagreeable. She tried hard to pull the corners of her mouth and squeezed out a smile that was even worse than crying: "Hello Aunt Song, Aunt Song."

Mother Jiang was obviously dissatisfied with this title. She glared at Jiang Zizhuo depressedly, then looked at Ling Xiaoxiao and said kindly: "Xiaoxiao, our Zizhuo is a dull man. He doesn't speak a lot at home on weekdays, and his personality is not likable at all. It's rare that you don't dislike his personality and are willing to like him. My father and I are relieved."

It's rare? Ling Xiaoxiao's chin was shocked. Didn't she know how popular her son is on campus? She turned her head and looked at Jiang Zizhuo unacceptably. Without saying anything else, Jiang Zizhuo could attract a lot of little girls even with that face alone.

She didn't know how to answer this. Maybe she liked to suppress her son first and then raise her. Ling Xiaoxiao secretly leaned behind Jiang Zizhuo and could only laugh dryly.

Mother Jiang seemed to be unable to notice Ling Xiaoxiao's embarrassment and discomfort at all, and still said to herself: "But I always think you look familiar with me. Have we seen him somewhere?"

Mother Jiang looked at Ling Xiaoxiao's face seriously. After a long time, she turned to look at Jiang Zizhuo in surprise: "I said, son, she is not the little girl you met when you were a child who said she wanted to marry you when you grew up?"

Marry him? Ling Xiaoxiao was so shocked that she opened her eyes wide and looked at Jiang Zizhuo. She saw him blushing, looking at Jiang's mother with a little ashamed and annoyed, and then nodded her head uneasyly.
Chapter completed!