"Brother, you look so good-looking, just be my groom!" The fat girl's round eyes narrowed into crescents, and her ruddy round face was full of joy.

"No!" Feng Jiu refused directly.

"Okay! That's okay!" The fat girl coquettishly, holding Feng Jiu tightly in her hands, smiling and bending her eyes to look at the person in front of her.

"call!"

Feng Jiu took a breath and shouted: "Let go! You are strangling me!" She stretched out her hands, grabbed the girl's hands and pulled them out.

"what?"

The fat girl blinked a pair of round eyes, and looked at Feng Jiu in surprise and joy: "Brother, you are so amazing, you can actually open my hands."

She has a lot of strength, and people who are hugged by her generally can't walk. He didn't expect his strength to be so strong, and he pulled her hands away with a single pull.

The corner of Feng Jiu's mouth twitched, and he glanced at the fat girl, secretly thinking: This girl's strength is not normal, and her strength is a little bit stronger than those who practice profound strength. If it hadn't been for her to have this strength in cultivation. Here, where can I open her hands?

When she was about to turn around and exit the sedan chair, her thighs were suddenly hugged, making her stiff, and she turned her head angrily and glared at the fat girl: "Let go!"

"Brother, where are you going? Take me!" The fat girl smiled flatly, holding Feng Jiu's thigh.

Feng Jiu crossed a few black lines on his forehead and stopped talking to the girl. Instead, he turned to look at the middle-aged man who was staying outside the sedan chair: "This is your daughter?"

"Yes, yes!" Patriarch Yang met the young boy's quiet gaze and couldn't help but nodded.

"Since it's your daughter, why don't you pull her away?" She didn't have a way to leave, but if she forced the person away, she would probably hurt the fat girl.

Family Master Yang looked at Feng Jiu, and for some reason he was a little bit afraid of this young man, and immediately shouted to his daughter: "Little Er, let go of this son, you can't hold him like this, let go. "

Xiao Er?

The corner of Feng Jiu's mouth twitched, and she glanced at the fat girl, what a unique nickname.

"Brother, where is your home? What's your name? How old are you this year?" The fat girl let go of her hand holding Feng Jiu's thigh, and she hugged her hand instead. Thrown away.

"Little brother?"

She was taken aback, blinked and looked at the boy who ran out of the sedan chair. Seeing the boy squeezing into the people outside, she was going to disappear from her sight in a while. She flattened her mouth and her eyes were full. After tears, the big teardrops burst out.

"Woo...Daddy, the little brother ran away, he ran away, you quickly get me back, I want little brother, I want him!"

The fat girl cried and cried, rubbing her teary eyes, rubbing the bridal makeup on her face. At first glance she looked like a big tabby cat, especially when the fat girl got out of the sedan chair, she was fat Huhu was one size bigger than an ordinary woman, and even the Ruan family took a few steps back.

Seeing this second girl Yang's figure and appearance, Patriarch Ruan's face also changed slightly.At this moment, I finally know why my son is escaping from marriage, and which normal man he replaced with, I guess I don’t like this oversized woman!

Patriarch Yang hurriedly stepped forward when he saw this: "Xiao Er Xiao Er, don't cry, Daddy asked you to get it back. It's okay, he can't run."