Forced Pampering: Haughty Husband, Please Restrain Yourself

Chapter 817: Chapter 827: Should I Just Make Do and Let You Carry Me Over?

Looking at the person on the ground covered in flour, An Ran speechlessly turned to Mu Xingfeng.

Could it be that she really had to wait for this guy to blow out some piece of jewelry for her to wear? What if it was a ring?

Mu Xingfeng directly walked up to the two of them, bent down, took out a bracelet from the flour, and personally put it on his young wife’s wrist.

His wife would never rely on another’s hand.

As for the ring An Ran was thinking about? If he knew what his wife was thinking, he would directly tell her she was overthinking. How could he possibly prepare a ring for another man to put on his wife?

With the game over, it was time to carry the beauty away.

In the midst of everyone’s blessings, Shen Wenxuan picked up Mu Wanxin and headed downstairs to offer tea to the four elders of the Mu Family.

After the ceremony, he once again picked her up and headed for the wedding car.

The groomsmen behind began to pick up the corresponding bridesmaids.

Gu Haoyu picked up Lin Ruonan in a princess carry before she could react.

Lin Ruonan was so startled that she reached out to hold Gu Haoyu’s neck, her face flushed.

Sun Wangbei carried Lina without any pressure.

Chen Yankun looked at He Ziyu, slightly blushing around the ears, ”Xiaoyu, Brother Kun is going to carry you now.”

He Ziyu nodded shyly, reaching out with both hands.

Seeing everyone picked up one by one, Xiao Xiao, with bright eyes, looked at Lin Junyang expectantly.

Three black lines appeared on Lin Junyang’s forehead. Why was he always paired up with this silly woman? Could he switch bridesmaids?

Then he looked at the only one left, An Ran. He decided to carry this silly person after all.

When Lin Junyang finally walked over, Xiao Xiao happily opened her arms, hugging the man’s neck as he picked her up.

”Xiao Xiao, are you really a woman? Putting aside the lack of modesty, how can you be so heavy?”

”Nonsense, I’m only over ninety pounds. Haven’t you heard that a good woman doesn’t weigh over a hundred? This weight is just right, how can it be heavy?”

”You’re the one talking nonsense. With your weight, you must be at least sixty kilograms. There’s no way you’re under a hundred pounds.”

”I’m slim where I should be and only have flesh where it should be. You must be blind to see me as a hundred and twenty pounds.”

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Watching everyone leave, Chen He cautiously stepped forward and negotiated, ”Miss An, why don’t you let me carry you over?”

He really didn’t have the guts to carry An Ran. That was Young Master Mu’s wife. Back then, his sister got into a fight with Miss An and was forbidden by Young Master Mu from ever setting foot in the Imperial City again.

But those were the game rules. If he didn’t carry her, would it make Miss An feel embarrassed?

If Miss An felt embarrassed, wouldn’t Young Master Mu be unhappy?

If Young Master Mu was unhappy, would his days in the Imperial City be numbered?

For a moment, countless thoughts flashed through Chen He’s mind, almost making it explode.

Just as he hesitated about whether to take another step forward, a figure flashed in front of him and directly scooped An Ran up into an embrace.

An Ran nestled in the man’s arms, smiling like a cat that had gotten the cream.

”Mu Xingfeng, are you doing this on purpose?”

This last sequence of games, one set after another, really impressed An Ran.

Not only did Brother Wenxuan carry away his beauty, but Brother Gu Haoyu, Fifth Lin Junyang, and even himself did as well.

Perhaps the groomsman standing opposite her was also intentionally arranged by him.

Mu Xingfeng kissed the girl in his arms, curved his lips, and didn’t deny it, ”Whatever my wife says.”

He was indeed doing it on purpose. On such a joyous day, when everyone finally gathered together, wouldn’t it be a waste not to make the most of it?