Yemo didn't know if Luo Yan did it on purpose, but at this time, what else could he do besides doing it?

So, the three men started push-ups on the finger pressure board together, Tang Jingyun and Yemo did not change their faces, only Tang Zifeng made a roar, and in the entire bedroom, only his pig-like roar came one after another. Follow? Dream?. lā

"Ninety-eight, ninety-nine......" The crowd shouted in unison: "One hundred!" ”

As soon as the 100 push-ups were finished, Tang Zifeng immediately collapsed on the ground weakly.

Yemo's palms and soles of his feet gave birth to a burning pain, and he sat on the side and breathed a sigh of relief.

Only Tang Jingyun didn't feel any pain or tiredness, he straightened up, took the bouquet of roses from the hands of the person next to him, and then stepped on the finger pressure board step by step, and walked towards Song Tiantian, who was sitting on the edge of the bed.

There is a distance of dozens of meters from the door of the bedroom to Song Tiantian's side, and the acupressure board is also spread from the door of the bedroom to the side of the bed, not that it doesn't hurt, but the person at the end of the acupressure board is worth letting him hurt.

He walked steadily, and came towards her firmly.

Song Tiantian's eyes turned red inadvertently.

Tang Jingyun held the rose in his hand, knelt on one knee, and offered the flower to her.

At this moment, Song Tiantian felt that she was unprecedentedly happy, all the mess was thrown away, she didn't care what she would encounter in the next second, what would become of her, she just wanted to cherish herself, cherish this happiness, enough to remember the moment for a lifetime.

Song Tiantian took the rose in his hand, lowered his head slightly, and gave him an affectionate kiss with the man who knelt in front of him on one knee.

In the crowd, there was a burst of envious exclamations.

Not only do others envy her, but she herself also envies herself.

How fortunate she is to meet him in her life.

After passing the test set up by Luo Yan, Tang Jingyun finally hugged the beauty.

The wedding was held on a private island in City A, and Tang Jingyun bought this island with a lot of money in order to plan the wedding.

His wedding is indeed a romance piled up with money, but it doesn't feel tacky at all.

There were about 100 guests at the wedding, all of whom were family and friends.

The groomsmen group has Yemo and Tang Zifeng, the bridesmaid group is Luo Yan and Cheng Xiaomeng, and the flower girl is their baby daughter Niannian.

When Nian Nian held a small flower basket and walked towards Tang Jingyun with Song Tiantian, Tang Jingyun felt that his life could not be more perfect.

The cool sea breeze blew her white veil, and the woman's delicate and beautiful face loomed under the hazy veil, even though he had seen that face many times, but every time he looked at it, he didn't get tired of it.

"Mr. Tang, are you willing to enter into a marriage contract with Miss Song? Love her, take care of her, respect her, accept her, be loyal to her until the end of her life, regardless of health or illness, or any other reason? ”

The solemn oath is always immutable,

Without hesitation, he replied, "I do." ”

"What about the bride? Whether you marry this man as your husband or not, regardless of his ......"

The priest's words intermittently came into Song Tiantian's groggy mind, and she couldn't wait to say that she was willing.

She is willing, holding the hand of the son and growing old with the son.

He smiled and lifted her veil.

A simple kiss completely connected their hearts once again.