I was framed and walked into the wrong room, and I gave birth to a litter for the CEO.

"As soon as the groom enters the bride's door, the family will be filled with children and grandchildren."

Sheng Xichen pushed Shi Qingfeng in the wheelchair and finally slowly entered the bedroom.

Zhang Yihan sat on the bed with a red mandarin duck quilt, looking at Shi Qingfeng's figure, tears welling up in his eyes with excitement.

"No matter how excited you are today, you can't cry." Fang Ling'er used her fingers to wipe away the tears from Zhang Yihan's eyes.

"I... didn't cry, I was happy." Zhang Yihan put her hands on the wedding dress. In order to restrain the discomfort in her heart, she subconsciously grabbed the hem of the dress.

Zhang Yihan sniffed, and a happy smile appeared on his pursed lips.

She was wearing beautiful bridal makeup, and she looked as beautiful as a fairy in every move and smile.

Usually when Zhang Yihan is around Shi Qingfeng, she always wears light nude makeup, or no makeup at all. Presenting her most original appearance in front of him, in her words, she was not good-looking enough.

She looks even worse without makeup. Although his skin has aged, his face is still young. He'd better not think she's not pretty.

"There are beauties in the north, peerless and independent."

Shi Qingfeng's eyes stayed on Zhang Yihan's face and couldn't move away.

He couldn't help but blurt out a sentence without any fluctuation in his breath.

This poem describes Zhang Yihan at this moment, and it is the most appropriate for him.

She was beautiful in his heart, she was a beauty.

Not only is she a stunning beauty, she is also very independent. In order to marry him, a dying person, he didn't know how to disobey his biological parents.

God was so kind to him, Shi Qingfeng, that he could meet such a good woman before he died.

"Ahem..." Shen Tingxuan deliberately coughed twice to remind everyone not to be too sad. What should be continued should be continued. “Don’t get carried away just because you see your beautiful wife.

And you guys, hurry up and play the game.

Getting a wife is not that easy. "

"Yes." Sheng Zhimo echoed Shen Tingxuan's words. They were the only two people in the room who were the most active and could still keep their composure.

"Let's start our game. Ask the groom to name the bride's ten beautiful words." Fang Ling'er took out the game card.

All projects here are carefully planned by Shi Qingmo.

It is based on Shi Qingfeng's longing for his future marriage when he saw their parents getting married when he was a child.

Now that Shi Qingfeng is getting married, he, as the eldest brother, should also make it happen for his younger brother.

"Our Yihan is so beautiful, ten of them are not enough?" Shi Qingfeng took a breath and tried his best to adjust to the discomfort in his body. "Bright eyes and white teeth, beautiful and fragrant, naturally beautiful, graceful and graceful, with lotus flowers emerging from the water, beautiful face and beautiful moonlight, shy of the flowers when the moon is closed, charming the country and the city, a peerless beauty, like a flower and jade, with a beautiful face and beautiful face, beautiful appearance and wisdom, charming and charming..."

"Okay, okay, if you keep talking like this, you will have to say all the idioms about women's beauty.

As the saying goes, beauty is in the eye of the beholder, and this is absolutely true.

I only asked you to say ten, but you said so many, so you have to be punished. Fang Ling'er interrupted Shi Qingfeng. "What do you think should be done to punish him?" "

"Punish them with a kiss." Bai Shan suggested loudly.

"Yes, give me a kiss..." The servants outside the door started cheering together.

Shi Qingfeng personally controlled the wheelchair he was sitting in and slowly approached the bed.

He carefully held Zhang Yihan's hand. Her hand was so cold, even colder than his. He wiped the cold sweat from her palms with his fingers, then put her hand to his lips and kissed her deeply.

Zhang Yihan didn't speak from beginning to end. She blinked her eyes, and the tears she couldn't hold back fell silently from her eyes.

Shi Qingfeng stared at her face, those two lines of tears were like two invisible knives, stabbing his heart fiercely.

He felt uncomfortable, and his heart ached clearly.

"Let's play the next game." Fang Ling'er didn't look at the project list in her hand in order to ease the heavy atmosphere in the bedroom. She said directly: “It doesn’t seem good to just bully the groom and the bride.

Below are the invitations for couples, or male and female friends in pairs. The man hugged his significant other and squatted here... twenty times. "

"You did it on purpose, right? You are the only single person here..." Sheng Zhimo blurted out, suddenly thinking of Luo Zixuan, he choked back the words.

"Yes, I did it on purpose. Who told you to always bully the groom and the bride?" Fang Ling'er answered with her head raised.

"The project game list is in your hands. It's obvious that you are bullying them." Bai Shan pointed at the card in Fang Ling'er's hand.

"Come on, don't talk nonsense. This is my autonomy. Who asked you to give this to me. Come on, hurry up..."

Fang Ling'er urged them in an extremely cheerful tone.

Sheng Jichen took the lead to hug Shi Xiyue, followed by Li Zhiyou who hugged Shi Qin, and then Sheng Zhimo and Shen Tingxuan.

Finally, Shen Haojin walked to Bai Shan and picked up the little woman in front of him.

Everyone knows that Shen Haojin and Bai Shan have already settled their differences and started dating again.

"I'll count for you, let's start, one, two..."

This is not the marriage of Zhang Yihan and Shi Qingfeng. It is clearly a deliberate attempt to make things difficult for them.

"You...can you still hold me?" Shen Tingxuan hugged Sheng Zhimo's neck, feeling that this guy was not strong enough.

"How come I can't hold it? I've practiced before." Sheng Zhimo responded domineeringly.

"Really?" She wiped the sweat from Sheng Zhimo's forehead.

“Of course, when we get married, I can hold you and do a hundred squats.

Don't keep looking at me, look at Lao Li... He is the weakest among us. "

Sheng Zhimo motioned to Li Zhiyou next to her.

Li Zhiyou is a person in the entertainment industry, so of course he is not good at physical work like this.

Even though Shi Qin only weighed about ninety kilograms, it was still extremely heavy for him.

"Seventeen, sixteen...seventeen...fifteen..." Fang Ling'er kept thinking about those numbers.

"Hey, Fang Ling'er, have you not graduated from elementary school? Is it so difficult to count twenty? If you don't know how to count, then... stop counting." Sheng Zhimo's legs were trembling.

“Isn’t that an exaggeration if you haven’t graduated from elementary school?

You think too highly of me, I have just entered kindergarten. "Fang Ling'er followed Sheng Zhimo's words. "Before counting to twenty, I will give you another benefit.

Kiss each other for twenty seconds. Whoever's time comes first will end the squat game directly.

If anyone can't do it, it just means that they don't love each other enough. "

This trick really embarrassed them. The people present were not bodyguards, but the Sheng family servants they were most familiar with.

Sheng Xichen held Shi Xiyue in his arms and kissed her lips without hesitation.

"What game are you playing? We want to play too."

A few little guys squeezed in from outside.