The baby slapped me, and I said, "Sit on my lap and slap me."

Chapter 196 The Wedding Game: Friends Tricking Each Other

"Here comes the second challenge! It tests the brothers' physical strength and teamwork! The groom and four groomsmen will each carry another person and complete 30 squats."

After that, the person holding the person must immediately recite a tongue twister. If they mispronounce a word, they have to do 30 squats and recite it again until they get it right, or…

She paused, then smiled slyly, "Skip this by giving a red envelope."

As soon as he finished speaking, Jiang Shubai's eyes lit up instantly.

He darted to Wen Yu like a gust of wind, his face beaming, "Ah Yu! Ah Yu! Carry me! I'm light! I don't even weigh 150 pounds!"

Wen Yu glanced down at him, his gaze sweeping over him from head to toe, and then let out a cold snort.

"Hold me."

Jiang Shubai's smile froze instantly, as if someone had pressed the pause button.

"What?! I'll hug you?!"

He wailed, his voice cracking, "No! I don't want to! You're so heavy! You're 1.87 meters tall and weigh 170 pounds! Me, carry you? How could I possibly carry you?!"

Wen Yu glanced at Shen Zhixian standing beside him unhurriedly, his tone indifferent.

"Okay, then I'll go tell the junior right now that you can't even lift 170 pounds, you're a greyhound, and tell her to reconsider—"

Jiang Shubai's expression shifted from anger to shock to despair in just 0.1 seconds.

"Wen Yu!" he gritted his teeth. "You! You're ruthless!"

Wen Yu replied with a forced smile, "Likewise."

Jiang Shubai took a deep breath, closed his eyes, as if he were making a major life decision.

Then he opened his eyes, gritted his teeth, walked up to Wen Yu, bent down, and picked him up in one swift motion.

"...Damn it, Wen Yu, how come you're so heavy!"

His face flushed red, the veins on his neck bulged, and he staggered a couple of steps before regaining his balance. "You're almost two hundred pounds, aren't you?!"

Wen Yu was being held by him, and calmly grabbed his collar for support.

"At 1.87 meters tall, my weight is normal; it gives a man a sense of security."

He looked Jiang Shubai up and down, his gaze carrying three parts disdain, three parts sympathy, and four parts schadenfreude.

"Unlike you, you're only 140, as thin as a pole."

A burst of laughter erupted from the crowd.

Zhang Miaoke laughed so hard she couldn't stand up straight, Wen Zhaoyue covered her mouth and her shoulders shook, and even the usually calm Shen Zhixian smiled.

Jiang Shubai gritted his teeth, took a deep breath, and began to do squats while holding Wen Yu.

"One, two, three, four..."

His legs were shaking, his voice was shaking, his whole body was shaking.

While being held by him, Wen Yu didn't forget to turn around and smile at Su Qingyao.

Su Qingyao couldn't help but burst out laughing at his smug look.

The first set was relatively easy. After finally finishing 30 sets, Jiang Shubai quickly put Wen Yu down and took a deep breath to calm his disordered breathing.

Wen Zhaoyue smiled and handed over a slip of paper with a tongue twister written on it:

"Four is four, ten is ten, fourteen is fourteen, forty is forty. Don't say four four is fourteen, don't say fourteen is forty."

Just as Jiang Shubai was about to reach out to take it, Wen Yu took the note first.

He glanced at it, cleared his throat, and read it in a serious tone:

"Four four four, four four four, four four four four four four four—"

After he finished reading, he blinked innocently and said, "Sorry, I misspoke."

Jiang Shubai's eyes widened: "Wen Yu! You did it on purpose! You deliberately misread it!"

Wen Yu shrugged innocently, handed the note back, and his expression couldn't be more sincere.

"It really wasn't intentional, let's do it again."

Jiang Shubai took a deep breath and resignedly picked up Wen Yu again.

After completing the second set of 30 squats, his legs were shaking, and sweat was streaming down his face.

This time he was smarter; he snatched the note and read it himself.

"Four is four, ten is ten, fourteen is fourteen, forty is forty. Don't say fourteen when you say fourteen, don't say fourteen when you say fourteen—"

Before he could even utter the last "four," someone suddenly pinched his waist.

"Hiss! Fourteen says four—but it sounds like ten!!!"

Jiang Shubai broke down. He turned and glared at Wen Yu, "You cheated!!"

Wen Yu remained unfazed. "What happened to me? I didn't do anything."

Jiang Shubai took a deep breath; he felt like he was about to explode.

"I, your humble servant—"

Wen Yu silently mouthed: Shen Zhixian.

Jiang Shubai's voice stopped abruptly.

He glanced at Wen Yu, then at Shen Zhixian standing beside him, and silently swallowed the words that were about to come out.

"..."

He took a deep breath and forced a smile that looked worse than a grimace.

"You win."

Jiang Shubai finished speaking through gritted teeth, then bent down again and picked up Wen Yu.

"One, two, three, four..."

As he worked, he counted, his voice growing weaker and weaker, more and more ethereal.

While being held in his arms, Wen Yu still had the leisure to turn around and wink at Su Qingyao.

Su Qingyao covered her mouth, laughing so hard her shoulders shook.

After completing the third set of thirty squats, Jiang Shubai's legs were shaking like a leaf.

He shakily put Wen Yu down, leaning against the wall, his legs weak. "Give...give it to me..."

He stretched out his hand, his voice barely a whisper, "A note..."

Wen Zhaoyue suppressed a laugh and handed over the note.

Jiang Shubai tremblingly accepted it, took a deep breath, and with his last bit of strength, began to roar out the words:

"Four is four, ten is ten, fourteen is fourteen, forty is forty. Don't say fourteen when you say fourteen, don't say forty when you say fourteen!!!!"

When he shouted out the last word, he almost collapsed to the ground.

Wen Zhaoyue nodded in satisfaction. "Passed!"

Jiang Shubai, supporting himself against the wall, walked unsteadily towards Shen Zhixian, raised his head, and looked at her.

"Zhizhi..." His voice was soft and pitiful, like a stray dog ​​that had been caught in the rain, his eyes wet and filled with grievance.

"I'm tired..."

Shen Zhixian looked down at him and couldn't help but smile.

The smile was light and faint, yet it made Jiang Shubai's heart skip a beat.

She reached out, gently wrapped her arms around his waist, and hugged him.

With just that gentle touch, Jiang Shubai was instantly energized, as if he had been injected with chicken blood.

My back doesn't ache anymore, and my legs don't shake anymore.

His eyes shone like two small light bulbs, and he seemed to have been struck by a holy light, radiant and full of energy.

"Zhizhi!" He hugged her tightly, his voice filled with undisguised joy.

"You hugged me! You hugged me on your own initiative!!"

Shen Zhixian was startled by his hug, then her ears turned red. She reached out and pushed him away, "Let go... There are so many people watching..."

Jiang Shubai didn't care and hugged her even tighter.

Wen Yu watched this scene from the side and looked away in disgust.

Su Qingyao sat on the bed, covering her mouth and laughing so hard she couldn't stand up straight.

The third and fourth challenges were no problem for Wen Yu, after all, his physical and mental abilities were top-notch.

The final challenge is finding the wedding shoes.

Zhang Miaoke announced triumphantly, "The final challenge: find the wedding shoes! Only by finding both shoes can you carry the bride away! Ten minutes!"

Wen Yu and his groomsmen began searching the room.

There was nothing under the pillow.

There was nothing inside the blanket.

It wasn't in the cabinet.

Time passed second by second.

Wen Yu searched the entire room from top to bottom, but couldn't even find a single shoe.

One minute left.

He stood in the center of the room, his gaze sweeping over every corner.

Su Qingyao sat upright on the bed and suddenly winked at him.