บท 1129: Jealous (3)

Jun Wu Yao could not make himself imagine, a scene with Jun Wu Xie dressed in a fiery red wedding dress, and standing next to another person . Just the very thought of it, would make him want to blast the person standing next to her into a million pieces.

"I am not really going to marry her." Jun Wu Xie said, still panting slightly.

"Oh? Then what is this?" Jun Wu Yao asked, his eyes narrowing up.