Meanwhile, the designer she brought changed the two monkeys into the flower boy outfits prepared for the wedding.
"How many flower boys did you invite?" Gu Nuan asked her.
For such a grand wedding, there should be more than just her two sons as flower boys, right?
Zhong Qiaohui had already bent down, scrutinizing the handsome little faces of the two monkeys with a smile, and after repeating Gu Nuan's question, she returned to her senses and said, "Of course, the only boys are your two sons because no other boys are as handsome as yours."
These words made the little god Mingli the happiest.
Mingli ran around Zhong Qiaohui, saying, "Aunt Zhong is the prettiest."
Zhong Qiaohui reached out to pick up the lively Little Mingli and held him to the monkey's plump belly, surprised, "Did you just have a full meal?"
