"No, uncle..." Chen Jiu looked back with some embarrassment and secretly saw a dream like a flower. She wanted to know her intention. Was she really going to get married and enter the cave?

"Family, don't wait a few more days, my thatched house, how to be a new house?" Father Duan of Qiu Feng was somewhat embarrassed.

"It's all right. In their present realm, what do you think of these rituals, such as flowers?" Dream honesty can not help asking dream like flowers.

"Daughters depend entirely on Daddy!" Dreams like flowers and shy glances at Chen Jiu, it is full of blush. Halo, happiness is extremely sweet.

"Well, give...