Chapter 1729

Yu Yuehan: "..." Indifference.

Mo Yongheng: "..." Facial paralysis.

Qi Yan: "..." Roll one's eyes.

Others marry their daughters in law. How can people be so different from others?

Are they married?

They are clearly learning from scriptures.

Nine, eighty-one difficulties are waiting in front!

It's the master of Mo's hometown that can be sent here.

Whether it's Nian Xiaomu, Tan Bangbang or Zheng Yan, they all have something to do with him.

He is the eldest of us. Who dares to say "no"?

With the housekeeper's words falling, Mo Chengliang has pushed the old Mo master out of the wheelchair.

"Hahaha, it's not bad, all the performances are very good, worthy of being excellent young people, I'm very satisfied with you! Don't be nervous. My daughter-in-law has asked you to take it back. Nothing can go wrong. I just thought of a little game to help you relax and relax. You are all free. Don't be so tense. "

It's no use comforting me.

The three people in front of me are still upright.

The posture is standard like a military posture.

Reason tells them that the small game that Mo Chengxian thinks of will never be a good game.

A cooked duck can fly, and a daughter-in-law with a mouth may not.

To be safe, they are now on the first level of security. They are ready to start the war of protecting their daughter-in-law!

Mo Yongheng spent the longest time with Mo's master. Yu Yuehan and Qi Yan did not hesitate to push him out of the queue.

Mo Yongheng can only ask, "what games do we play at home?"

"Don't worry, housekeeper, bring all the props up!" Mo Chengxian said that someone would come forward immediately and take away three brides.

Yu Yuehan and Qi Yan hold their daughter-in-law's hand and refuse to let it go. Mo Chengxian takes a look at them, but they let go.

If you can't bear it, you will be in great trouble.

They need to calm down.

Fortunately, Nian Xiaomu didn't take them anywhere, just stood beside them.

The props that Mo Chengxian asked people to carry were nothing else, just a few chairs and a few small desks for writing.

I can't see what I'm going to do.

Until the three brides are arranged to sit in the chair, but facing the small table, back to them, their hearts suddenly rise a bad feeling.

The next second, the Butler announced.

"The game is very simple, that is, the head of the family asks a question, and the three new couples answer at the same time. If the answers are the same, one point will be recorded. If the total number is full, it means that the husband and wife have reached the level of tacit understanding. They will enter the inner hall and wait for the chapel to get married!"

The first person who wants to die is Qi Yan.

Tacit understanding?

Joking, he and Tan Bengbeng don't have a tacit understanding. They are almost different.

If it were not for his deep feeling, how could they have today?

It's better not to ask Mr. Mo about love or not. He's afraid that Tan Bengbeng will be the only one of the three brides who says he doesn't love his husband. He can't stand the blow.

Heartache, want to cry.

Ink eternal black eyes slightly turn, eyes seem to show a little worry.

The colder I am, the calmer I am.

The game began soon.

The first question.

"Tell me the best of the groom."

When the problem came up, everyone was relieved.

They think too badly of the old master of MOH. Sure enough, after the old man's serious illness, people have become kind and amiable.

The problem is too simple.

Qi Yan felt that he could not finish his merits by giving him three pieces of paper.

He wrote a little more, and Tan gave a random answer. They could all be the same.