Chapter 879

He is the best man today. He is wearing grey trousers and white shirt. When the soup is poured over, the trousers and shirt are wet by the soup stains. What makes molucci's face black is that the soup stains also run down his waist to his legs and between his legs.

Yan Su covered her lips in panic and hurriedly held the bowl back. "I'm sorry, I didn't mean to."

"Do you think I'll believe you?" molucci gritted his teeth.

If it wasn't intentional, why did it just fall on his waist and make him wet there? Fortunately, the noodles have been finished. If it was hot soup, it might be destroyed.

Yan Su was staring at him, shrinking his neck, innocent, "who let you suddenly come out from behind, still so close, I was scared, just back..."

"I'm sorry, I don't believe you at all," said Maurice, with a cold face. "This is my best man's dress today. It's destroyed by you. What do you say to do? The bridegroom will come to pick up the bride in an hour."

Yan Su is embarrassed. When she tried the bridesmaid dress, she also went there and knew that the suit was extremely expensive.

However, this is the second. The two best men are all ordered before, and every detail of this marriage is highly valued by the annual ting. If a best man is missing, he will be very dissatisfied.

She looked at his waist, white shirt close to the curve of the waist, there are even muscle lines.

I can't tell.

Further down, his loneliness was outlined after his grey trousers were wet.

"What are you looking at," molucci warned, staring at him, blocking his vital parts.

Yan Su:

She really wants to say that you've stood in front of yourself, what's the block.

It's hypocritical.

It's cold on the outside and obscene on the inside.

"OK, you go and take off your clothes and trousers. I'll wash them for you and dry them with a hair dryer," Yan Su had to say.

Molucci squinted. "Are you sure you won't do other little moves?"

"Do you have delusion of victimization," Yan Su gritted her teeth. "I won't."

Maurice hesitated for a few seconds before he began to untie his shirt.

Although young, but the figure should have material place still have material.

Yan Su embarrassed don't face, molucci took off his shirt and threw it on her body, then went out with bare arms.

Mo Jin came over, Leng Leng Leng, "how do you still take off your clothes, all Ting is about to come."

"You ask her," molucci glanced coldly.

Yan Su felt full of apologies. He made himself seem to be a troublemaker by saying this, "I just poured the noodle soup on his body and soiled his clothes. I said to help him wash and blow it."

Mo Jin glared at his son, "it's not a big deal, you let him wash it by himself. If you have hands and feet, you should have spring like care and amiability to his sister. Do you understand?"

"I don't understand," molucci said coldly. "All I know is that people have to pay for their actions. In two minutes, you come to my room to get your pants."

He said that and went straight into the bedroom.

Mo Jin is really disgraced for her son. Which girl can stand this.

"Susu, don't mind. He didn't hate him so much before. Maybe Sang Sang Sang is going to get married today. He feels that someone is going to take his sister away. He is not in a good mood," Mo Jin apologized. "If you give it to me, I'll do it."

"No need not, auntie, you are also very busy, I have no problem," Yan Su waved her hand.

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