The man was wearing street stall goods, and he didn't have a brand name on his body. He was obviously a low-level figure in society.

But the girl is beautiful and beautiful, even Chang'e in the Moon Palace is no less.

It's much more beautiful than the big stars today.

Those stars always have some powdery smell and some vulgar taste.

And Su Xiaomei, clean, refreshing and youthful, was like a piece of white paper, and there was always a sweet smile on her face.

And it was such a beautiful woman who looked like a small beauty, but she looked at the street stall man with a smile on her face.

It seems that street stalls don’t like to pay attention to this beautiful beauty.

Isn’t this a big deal of glory?

On the other side, Mrs. Qian looked at Wu Jing with uncovered contempt in her eyes.

Immediately afterwards, she looked at her daughter Jiaojiao again, and then seemed to say inadvertently:

"Hmph! This is also called marrying a daughter, but there is no dowry at all. This is clearly just to scratch your family."

Cheng Ying frowned and said:

"Who said no! Marriage is a big event in my life, I don't agree at all! Because their family is too poor, Wu Jing's parents don't have any formal jobs, they just do odd jobs for others, and often play mahjong. They also have a bad son. Not only do they don't go to work, but they also fight all day long. Such a family is simply a negative asset!"

Mrs. Qian looked at her daughter and said meaningfully:
Chapter completed!