Xu Bo licked his dry lips and kept giggling. Dai Peishan herself was not bad looking and liked to wear makeup, but she only put on lipstick and eye shadow. But today, after Zhou Ailing's hands, and the cosmetics were all international brands, not inferior products, Dai Peishan seemed like a different person.
"What are you still standing there for? Let's drink from the wedding cup." Zhu Chunying brought two glasses of red wine and handed them to the two of them.
Xu Bo was a little fat, but he didn't look greasy. Instead, he looked strong. He took the wine glass handed over by Zhu Chunying, but did not rush to drink the wedding wine. Instead, he greeted Zhou Ailing.
"Sister Ling, thank you for coming to my wedding with Shanshan."
Zhou Ailing said, "It's not enough to just say thank you, you have to take actual action."
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