novelraw Chapter 864: Whoever Carries Me, I’ll Be His Bride
Chapter 864: Whoever Carries Me, I’ll Be His Bride
Di Mingzhe got out of the car, and with a gentle smile, said to Fang Hao, "Mom, you guys go up first. Xiaxia and I will walk up."
Fang Hao blinked, "Oh come on, son, don’t tell me you’re going to carry Xiaxia up there!"
That’s just a clichéd legend, though beautiful, but please don’t take it seriously, kiddo!
Otherwise, you’re just too idle for your own good!
And besides, back then they did it because the girl was sick and couldn’t walk, and they were waiting for a life-saving hero!
You’re not waiting to be saved, there are roads and cars, and Di Xiaxia is not sick, so why on earth would you carry her up!
Fang Hao felt Di Mingzhe must be out of his mind.
The usually composed man believed in fairy tales!
Hearing Di Mingzhe’s words, Di Mingjue scornfully commented, "Such a hassle."
After expressing his disdain, he frowned discontentedly and said coldly,
"Then I will carry Gu Qibao up too!"
Could he not carry her? Without comparison there’s no harm!
Damn it, if big brother is carrying Xiaxia and he doesn’t carry Qibao, her tender little heart will definitely suffer a thousand points of damage!
So, whether he wants to or not, he has to carry her.
Isn’t this just a pain in the neck?
The brothers have nothing else to compare, but when it comes to doting on their wives, the stakes are high, aren’t they?
After hearing Di Mingjue’s words, Gu Qibao blinked her adorable eyes, "Why would you carry me? Isn’t it fine to just drive? Carrying me would be exhausting and boring too!"
Di Mingjue did not respond, his face clearly expressing that if big brother is carrying someone, he must carry his person too.
Fang Hao immediately felt a headache coming on, "Oh God, is this really becoming a competition?"
Did they not just say their big brother was making a fuss, and now they’re about to throw themselves at their own wives’ feet!
She was incredulous...
Kiddos, you really don’t have to go to such lengths, your wives are easy to please, so why take things so seriously and push so hard?
Di Mingchen couldn’t help but laugh, and said rather seriously, "This is good, this is good. Let’s see who’s faster, I’ll time it. The loser does five hundred one-arm push-ups!"
Di Mingjue, speechless, threw Di Mingchen a dagger-like glare, "Since you’re so excited, Second Brother, why don’t you find someone to carry too? You’ve got the strength."
Like anyone can just do five hundred one-arm push-ups out of the blue!
Look at how rough you are!
Di Mingchen blinked in confusion, "Come on, why would I carry anyone? I don’t even have a wife. You guys hurry up, stop dawdling, are you men or not!"
Di Mingjue: "..."
Just then, Nangong Jin, with his long legs, stepped off the car leisurely, still looking a bit pale. He coughed twice, hand on his slender waist, putting on a facade of extreme weakness as if he were about to collapse, "Cough, whoever carries me up today will have me as their wife."
As he said this, his mesmerizing peach blossom eyes couldn’t help but flicker with mischief towards Di Jinxuan, who was watching the scene unfold with amusement.
"Pfft..." Nangong Ran, who was drinking cola, spat it out immediately, "Third Brother, isn’t that demand a bit shameless? You’re 186 cm tall and weigh 140 kg, who the hell can carry you? Besides, who would want you as their wife? Sounds like a losing deal just hearing it!"
Nangong Jin smiled, his charming and wicked grin was seductive to the extreme, not at all serious, "Who says it would be a loss? Maybe it’s a big win."
After saying that, he slowly raised his eyebrows towards Di Jinxuan, hinting darkly, "Right, Little Xuanxuan?"