Bo Yucheng slightly raised his chin and looked at Shi Qingjue.

"Big brother-in-law." He sounded in Shen Che's voice, gestured humbly, and handed his red envelope over.

Shi Qingjue reached out and took the red envelope, but her cold cheeks did not ease. "It's not that easy to pick up Lan'er."

Bo Yucheng smiled casually.

His deep eyebrows and eyes were deep and heavy, as if he had been prepared for a long time, "Let's let the brother-in-law check."

"Don't talk too full." Shi Qing said peacefully.

He motioned to Xia Nan Xiyue with his eyes, and the woman immediately walked to the bedroom door, "For the sake of the red envelope... the door is opened, but there is still a test if you want to pick up the bride!"

"Yes." Bo Yucheng nodded slightly.

Nan Xiyue exchanged glances with Lan Chu and the others, and after reaching an agreement, opened the door of the room.

...

Shi Qinglan was always listening to the movement outside in the bedroom.

Perceiving that the bedroom door was opened, she immediately raised her eyes and looked out, and Bo Yucheng also happened to look in.

Just this look... he was amazed by the woman in front of him.

Shi Qinglan wore a snow-white gorgeous wedding dress, with a tube top neckline meticulously designed by her herself, with a looming **** collarbone, but it was sexy.

The large wedding dresses were spread out on the ground, like white roses in full bloom, blooming brightly and publicly.

The woman wears a veil, and the delicately carved patterns and details reveal the exquisiteness. The tulle draped over her shoulders like clouds and mist, faintly covering her delicate little face...

But it was this hazy beauty that made her face more coquettish, and made people stunned.

Even Bo Yucheng had seen Shi Qinglan's makeup test a long time ago.

But today's women are still extraordinarily beautiful, more beautiful than ever, and more charming than ever.

Bo Yucheng walked into the bedroom steadily.

Shi Qinglan raised her eyes and looked at him. Through the hazy veil in front of her, she was also obviously thrown by the well-dressed man.

He was born with a handsome face, and after carefully combing his hairstyle, the whole person looked more and more elegant and elegant, his nose and thin lips outlined the delicate facial features, and the perfect jaw line was tough and handsome.

He wears a black suit and white shirt as always. Although the details are different from usual, he still has that cold and moon-like temperament, and he is personable and elegant.

"Very beautiful." Bo Yucheng's red lips gently twitched.

He has never been stingy when it comes to compliments.

The moment he saw her wearing a gorgeous wedding dress, he even had the urge to hide her, but he also wanted to introduce her to the world, holding her hand and putting a wedding ring on her, to everyone Introducing the identity of Mrs. Bo.

Shi Qinglan said with a sweet smile, "Very handsome."

Hearing this, Bo Yucheng chuckled dozingly.

He was about to step on his slender legs and walk towards his wife, but Shi Qingan suddenly clasped his wrist!

"Don't worry." Shi Qing'an stopped him again and again.

He raised his eyebrows slightly, "If you want to lead Xiao Lan'er away, you have to pass our three levels first!"

There were some waves in Bo Yucheng's deep ink pupil.

He looked sideways at Shi Qing'an, waiting silently for what he said about the assessment, Nan Xiyue stepped forward.

"The content of the assessment has been discussed together by all of us. If any one of them fails to pass, we can't take Lan Lan away! Boy, you have to be ready." Nan Xiyue's red lips curled slightly.

Bo Yucheng raised his jaw slightly, "Go ahead."

"The first level, fifty push-ups! The kind that you do on Xiao Qingqing!" Lan Chu suddenly jumped out.

She looked at the two with her eyes crooked. Although she usually seemed obedient and obedient, she revealed the essence of a little devil at the moment, and her sly smile could not be hidden in her eyes.

Bo Yucheng raised his eyelids lightly, "Fifty push-ups?"

This is an extremely physical test, but it is not too difficult for him.

"How do I feel that this is a benefit to me."

Bo Yucheng narrowed his eyes and gave a low smile. He turned his eyes to look at Shi Qinglan beside him, "It's going to be hard for the bride."

"She doesn't work hard, she can just lie down." Nan Xiyue excitedly went to the side to be a crowd of melon eaters.

By the way, I also took out my SLR camera to prepare for recording.

Bo Yucheng looked at Shi Qinglan with a deep look. He raised his chin slightly, raised his hand to untie his suit jacket, and handed it to Wen Le who was following him, "Come on."

Shi Qinglan raised his eyes and looked at him hesitantly.

Bo Yucheng walked up to the woman, she reached out and held his fingertips and squeezed, "Are you really okay? Fifty push-ups are so tiring... I have to entertain at the wedding."

"It's okay." His lips curled slightly.

When she leaned over and walked in, Qinglan, two thin lips lightly pressed against her ears and said, "It's been a long time since I let you feel it, so forget how good is my physical strength?"

Shi Qinglan raised her eyes and glared at her angrily.

Bo Yucheng gently held her shoulders, and leaned over to crush her on the bed with a little effort, "Are you ready?"

"What do I have to prepare?" Shi Qinglan curled red lips lightly.

She lay on her back on the soft wedding bed, the bedding was changed to a happy red color, and the wedding dress was scattered on the red sheets, becoming more and more like a blooming white rose.

Bo Yucheng also went to bed. He took off his jacket and leather shoes to make it easier to stretch. A black shadow pressed over, and he put his arms on both sides of Shi Qinglan and started doing sit-ups.

"Chu'er, count!" Nan Xiyue snapped her fingers.

Lan Chu excitedly ran to the two of them, and began to count seriously, "One, two..."

Bo Yucheng's arms are very powerful. He is doing push-ups in an extremely standard posture. Every time his body is pressed down, his chest lightly touches Shi Qinglan's body, but he lifts up quickly, one after another. Doing.

Shi Qinglan looked up at the man doing push-ups.

Every time he pressed down, the distance between the two of them became extremely close. She could clearly hear his breathing, and even clearly feel his breathing, pouring the heat on her face. ...

Bo Yucheng's breathing became clearer and clearer.

Push-ups are, after all, an extremely physically demanding thing. The man's chest began to rise and fall slightly, and his breathing gradually became thicker and heavier, mixed with a bit **** and dumb.

"Are you okay?" Shi Qinglan frowned slightly.

At this moment, Bo Yucheng just bends his arm, and when his body is pressed down, he takes a pause, his lips bend slightly.

He leaned close and pecked her lips, "I must marry you."

Yin Luo, he continued to do the rest of the push-ups, Lan Chu was still counting on the side, "33, 34..."