Madam's black history was picked up

"One, two, three, four..." Aya counted quickly, feeling very sour about avenging public affairs.

The men present were ashamed for a while, and they should not offend women if they offend anyone in the future, that would definitely be the rhythm of courting death.

Xiao Mo hurriedly said: "You are beautiful, cute, good-looking, beautiful..."

"Stop." Song Ci immediately interrupted Xiao Mo's words.

"Beautiful and good-looking are the same word, and it can only be counted as one."

Aya is still counting forward quickly: "Ten, eleven, twelve..."

"You are kind, brave, smart, virtuous..."

"Stop, I haven't married Qian Bao yet, I don't know if she is virtuous or not, this doesn't count."

"Pfft." Aya and Anyajie, who were counting, couldn't help laughing.

"Hahaha..." The best men even leaned forward and backward with laughter.

Xiao Mo was about to kneel down to Song Ci, and he had a mournful face: "Can't I see it in advance?"

"No."

"Twenty, 21..."

"It's still five, the time is almost up."

"you you……"

"28, 29, thirty."

"You are chivalrous..."

"time up."

Song Ci looked at Xiao Mo with a smile: "Student Xiao, do you want to praise me for being a hero and courageous person? That's a compliment for people in the world. I'm not a master of martial arts, so it doesn't count if I can't say it."

Xiao Mo threw himself on the stone table.

The people behind burst into laughter.

"Xiao Mo, do push-ups quickly, and we'll take you to see Liu Feng after we're done."

Xiao Mo immediately looked up at Aya who was talking: "Really?"

"Of course it's true. We can't carry Liu Feng behind our backs for such a fun game. Let Liu Feng also participate in the remaining few levels."

Xiao Mo was in a cold sweat when he heard it, at this moment he suddenly regretted bringing a few friends in, so he and Liu Feng finished the wedding quietly, wouldn't it be good, why must he find it hard for himself.

Qian Bao was still shaking his head and sighing: "Hey, you don't even know how to do sub-questions, brother, I just want to help you, but I can't do it."

"Hehehe..."

Amid the laughter of everyone, Xiao Mo finished another fifty push-ups.

The soft-handed Xiao Mo finally met his dream bride, looking at the unreally beautiful Liu Feng, Xiao Mo wanted to run and she ran.

Anyajie quickly stopped Xiao Mo: "Don't worry, Mr. Groom, you haven't finished the checkpoint yet."

Xiao Mo said pitifully, "Anya, you follow them to bully me too."

"Hehehe..." Everyone laughed.

Liu Feng looked at the sweaty Xiao Mo, the corners of his mouth twitched, what did they do to you?

Song Ci came to Xiao Mo with a smile, and Xiao Mo swallowed a mouthful of saliva: "Sister, can you stop smiling at me, I really can't stand it anymore."

"Hahaha……"

Song Ci cleared his throat: "Okay, everyone, stop laughing, student Xiao, now this question is really a sub-question. If you can't answer it again, then I will really doubt your IQ."

Liu Feng glanced at the note in Song Ci's hand, and she nodded in agreement: "Xiao Mo, this question is really simple, I believe you will definitely answer it."

The corner of Xiao Mo's mouth twitched a little, I don't even have confidence in myself now.

"Ahem, listen up." Before reading the question, Song Ci glanced at Xiao Mo and Yang Dazhuang's private parts intentionally or unintentionally, and they were puzzled.

"Xiao Mo, you have something that is always shorter than Yang Dazhuang's, what is it?"

Xiao Mo's eyes widened when he heard the words, Yang Dazhuang was stunned for a second, then he raised his head proudly and puffed out his chest.

The corners of Si Tianmu's and Qian Bao's mouths twitched a little, what kind of topic are these women asking?

Seeing that Xiao Mo couldn't answer for a long time, Liu Feng was worried for him.

"Xiao Mo, think about it carefully, yours is shorter than Yang Dazhuang's."

Xiao Mo immediately blushed and argued: "I'm not shorter than Yang Dazhuang, I'm only longer than him."

"Hahaha..." Everyone laughed.

Liu Feng was angry and funny: "Where are you going? It's your name. Your name is shorter than Yang Dazhuang's."

"Hahaha……"

Xiao Mo suddenly became confused in the wind.

By the time he finished fifty push-ups, he was already sitting on the ground and couldn't get up.

Song Ci saw that the quarrel was almost over, and it would be too much if it went too far. She looked at Xiao Mo on the ground and said, "This last hurdle is also a hurdle for the best man team to play a role."

Song Ci clapped his hands, and a maid came in carrying a tray with four bowls of soup of different colors.

"This test is called tasting all kinds of flavors. There are sour and sweet, bitter and spicy in our life. Only when we have tasted every taste can we count as a journey in the world."

"These four bowls of soup are sour, sweet, bitter, and spicy. You just need to drink them all. If you can't drink that much, you can ask your best man team for help."

"Bring it here and let me have a look." Xiao Mo hurriedly waved to the maid, who brought the tray in front of Xiao Mo.

"Which bowl is sweet?"

"This bowl."

Xiao Mo picked it up and drank it upside down. After drinking it, he still slammed his mouth, then put the bowl back, and ordered the servant girl as a matter of course.

"Give the remaining three bowls to the three best men and let them choose."

Before the three best men could react, three bowls of soup had already been brought to them.

"The three of you are a bit sluggish."

The three of them gave Xiao Mo a blank look at the same time, if we didn't see you so soft, we wouldn't bother to drink for you.

Finally, Xiao Mo was able to hold his daughter-in-law in his arms, and went back to Prince Xiao's mansion contentedly.

In the festive wedding room, longans, peanuts, and red dates are covered on the big red bed, each of which represents a different meaning.

A couple of newlyweds sat on the bed, Xi Niang knelt on the ground and tied the corners of their clothes together, wishing the two newlyweds would be united forever with a smile.

Xi Niang stood up and handed a scale to Xiao Mo respectfully: "Please ask the groom to pick up the bride's hijab, and life will be happy from now on."

Xiao Mo gently lifted the bride's hijab with the weighing pole, and Liu Feng's beautiful face appeared in Xiao Mo's eyes.

"You are so beautiful."

"You're so handsome, too."

The two smiled at each other.

Xi Niang took the weighing pole from Xiao Mo's hand with a smile, and presented two glasses of wedding wine: "Please drink the handover wine for the bride and groom, and we will never be separated from now on."

Song Ci is small and squeezed in front of the door of the room: "It's such a warm scene, I dare not even look at this beautiful scene."

Qian Bao put his arms around Song Ci's shoulders with a smile: "If you also want such a wedding, then don't have to dream it, I can give it to you in reality."

Song Ci shook his head: "I like the dream created by Xiao Mo. I can feel the joy of being there."

Yang Dazhuang and Aya stood at the back, and they couldn't see what was going on inside. He pulled Aya and squeezed in: "I said you go in quickly, why are you all crowded at the door."

"Yang Dazhuang, why are you squeezing? You stepped on me." Si Tianmu became furious, he pulled Anyajie and Yang Dazhuang kept pushing forward.

The two of them fell forward when their center of gravity was unstable, and then squeezed into Song Ci and Qian Bao in front of them. As a result, a bunch of people at the door squeezed one by one and pulled one by one, and all fell forward.

"what……"

"Ouch……"

"Who is holding me down?"

"Ah... help." Song Ci was pressed on the bottom, his face swelled into a liver color.

Seeing this, Liu Feng hurriedly stood up to write Song Ci.

"Ah... oops!"

When Liu Feng came together, he took Xiao Mo down, and Xiao Mo pressed on Liu Feng impartially.

"Help." Song Ci almost rolled his eyes under the pressure.

The maids and Xi Niang at the side rushed to pull a pile of people who had formed an arhat on the floor, and the room was full of shouts and complaints. .

After a while, such a scene appeared in the new house.

The crown of the bride Liu Feng's hair was tilted to one side, and a hairpin just happened to be hooked on Xiao Mo's chest.

Liu Feng could only tilt her head against Xiao Mo's chest, while Anyajie was bending over and carefully cutting off the hooked silk thread with scissors;
Si Tianmu was sitting on a stool, with one leg crossed, patting the ashes off his boots;

Qian Bao graciously helped Song Ci pinch his painful waist, and did not forget to give Yang Dazhuang a glare;
Yang Dazhuang ate the peanuts on the bed as if nothing had happened;
Aya was a little guilty, and Yang Dazhuang handed her a peeled peanut with a smile: "Aya, do you want it?"

Aya gave him a blank look: "No."

Yang Dazhuang shrugged and threw the peanut into his mouth: "Xiao Mo, how long is it before we go back?"

"One hour."

"Then what are we doing for an hour, how boring it is to sit here stupidly."

Si Tianmu laughed: "Xiao Mo is not boring, he will have a bridal chamber soon."

Xiao Mo smiled and gave Si Tianmu a white look, and Liu Feng blushed a little.

Yang Dazhuang slapped his hands: "That's right, then let's have a bridal chamber."

Qian Bao also became interested: "Then what's going on?"

"What's the trouble? Of course it's the bride and groom." Yang Dazhuang had a smirk on his face.

"You guys still want to mess with me, I won't do it." He did so many push-ups today, he probably won't be able to walk when he wakes up tomorrow.

"You don't want to do it? It's not up to you, agree to raise your hand in the bridal chamber." Yang Dazhuang took the lead in feeling his hands high.

"agree."

"agree."

"Oh oh oh, there's trouble in the bridal chamber!"

A group of young people sat around the big round table in the new house.

"Because time is limited, we can play three rounds of the game, and we should go back after the game."

Everyone nodded in agreement with Yang Dazhuang's proposal.

"In the first round, let me guess. The rules of the game are very simple. The bride or groom should use body language to express themselves. This is the time to test your tacit understanding."

"We have a good understanding." Xiao Mo's guarantee was obviously a little lacking in confidence.

Liu Feng looked at him with a smile and said nothing.

"Okay, the game has started, you two stand in the middle."

Yang Dazhuang picked up the prepared note and glanced at it: "Which one of you guesses first?"

Xiao Mo bravely took the lead: "Me."

"it is good."

Yang Dazhuang opened the note to Liu Feng for a look, and it read "Open your teeth and dance your claws".

"Remember?"

Liu Feng nodded in confusion, thinking about how she should express this meaning?

Yang Dazhuang sat back on his seat: "Start."

Qian Bao began to count the time beside him.