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Chapter 2212 Wedding Test (1)

Headed by Yang Moyan, the best man is Ye Ziluo, Ye Jin, Qiao Yu, Ren Qiaofeng, and Qiao Yicheng who came slowly behind them.

Six big men in suits and leather collars were handsome in their own way, but they were all stopped outside the door at the same time.

Ye Jin raised her brows immediately, "It's not Liuli, you're not authentic."

Ye Liuli smiled, and also raised her eyebrows, "Why do you want to be authentic at this time? If you want to come in, don't even think about it if you don't pass our test~"

Yang Moyan raised his eyes and looked inside the room.

Because of the wedding, Lin Zhaoxia's room was even more decorated.

Pieces of veil blocked too much view.

Yang Moyan glanced at it, but he couldn't see anything at all.

One thing that was certain was that Lin Zhaoxia, the person he was going to pick up and become his wife, was wearing a white wedding dress, sitting on the bed with the big red sheet, sitting and waiting.

Yang Moyan couldn't see clearly, but just this one glance was enough to raise the corners of his lips for a long time.

After returning his gaze, he nodded sharply: "What test, come on."

"Yo, refreshing~" Qingyan whistled, the bridesmaids usually don't like to wear skirts except Mi Xiaoxuan and Mo Ya, Lan Yan, Qingyan and Ye Liuli.

But today.

They are the same off-the-shoulder white tuxedo knee-length skirt.

All the long hair is tied up in a uniform.

Qingyan habitually likes to put one hand in her pocket for whistling, but today she didn't have that configuration. She stood at the door with her arms folded, taking Ye Liuli's place, and glanced at the big men outside the door. An interesting arc was drawn, "There are not many tests, just a few~"

Ren Qiaofeng couldn't help but say, "How many, isn't that much? How many do you have?"

"Me?" Qingyan thought for a while, "Four or five? Six or seven?"

Well, are you still changing? ?

When the groomsmen heard this, they couldn't help but twitched their lips.

Mo Ya leaned against the wall beside her, "What are you talking about, do you still want to pick up the bride? If you don't pick us up, we will close the door."

"Hey, don't!" Qiao Yu quickly raised his hand, showing a delicate smile, "The test begins."

Qingyan cleared her throat, looked at the groomsmen with smiling eyes, and then said with interest: "This test is not difficult, just ask our groom today, OK? Eldest young master?"

Yang Moyan nodded, his eyes calm.

She tilted her face and curled her lips: "Please tell us that you are a nickname for our bride~"

Lin Zhaoxia sat on the bed in the room, arranging her wedding dress while listening to the movement at the door.

As soon as I heard that Qingyan was tested, I couldn't help laughing.

They really do play.

However, she was also curious about how many of these ten nicknames Yang Moyan had for herself.

Yang Moyan smiled meaningfully, "Do you really want to listen?"

Mi Xiaoxuan raised her eyebrows, "What? Can this be a secret?"

"No," Yang Moyan bent his lips, "I'm afraid you will be overwhelmed."

Mo Ya didn't realize it for a while, and after chasing after him, she asked directly: "Ah? What's the matter?"

Two seconds later, there was an ah, and her face was stiff for five minutes, "Hey, Young Master Yang, let me tell you! Don't bully our bridesmaids are single!!"

Ye Ziluo raised her hand silently, and had to correct it, "Then what, the one standing next to you is my fiancée."

Mo Ya: "..."

The people inside and outside the door couldn't help laughing out loud.

(End of this chapter)