On the wedding night, the boss is addicted to molesting his wife

Chapter 3 3, Registration, Worship
Outside the door, Lu Junchen saw her - Shi Qing, the girl who was about to become his wife.

The slanting sunlight shone on the door of the Civil Affairs Hall, and she was wearing a large black T-shirt that was big enough to cover her whole body.

On her palm-sized face, she was wearing a pair of surprisingly large black glasses, covering her amazingly large eyes. There was a streamer shining in the lenses, and this streamer complemented her beautiful eyes - strange. Sharp.

This sharpness seems to be able to penetrate everything.

Ugly?

This dress is really ugly and ugly.

And the fresh and pleasant image on the teacher's mobile phone is simply different.

If you meet on the road, there is no way to connect these two people together.

So good at disguising.

This girl is not easy.

At this moment, he had a little interest in this "little wife" who had never been through the door.

With a smirk but not a smile, he went up the steps, pushed in the door, and observed it up close.

Face, so small.

Skin, so white.

Eyes, so stubborn.

He is very short, a head shorter than him.

The eyes of the two met in the air, and she looked at each other without giving in, her stubborn and unruly nature had long been etched into her bones.

He is a man, and a man has to let a woman.

With a faint smile, he stood in front of her and stared at her arbitrarily.

"Lu Junchen. Teacher Zhao's student. Is that Shi Qing? Nice to meet you."

He reached out to her.

His palms are large, with well-defined joints and a strong sense of strength.

She glanced at him, but didn't shake his hand. By talking to Aunt Rui, she asked softly, "Aunt Rui, when did you become a teacher?"

"Ten years ago, I didn't take you with me at that time... Come, come, shake hands, it's officially acquaintance..."

Aunt Rui was the god who assisted, pulling Shi Qing's small hand and clasping the man's big palm.

Hot palms.

Small hands are slightly cool.

The big palm instinctively grasped the soft and boneless little hand, but the little hand instinctively avoided it, and the little hand master said:
"Go and register."

Retracting her hand, she inhaled secretly and walked to the counter, but she couldn't shake off the burning sensation.

do not like.

very unhappy.

Lu Junchen's expression darkened, and he secretly rubbed the soft and greasy touch between his fingers.

He never liked to have close contact with women. He thought that he might not be able to adapt to agreeing to marry this girl, but the first impression was not bad.

He followed, sat down with her, and filled in the information.

Fifteen minutes later, they got their marriage license.

Shi Qing saw Aunt Rui smiling happily, holding one in each hand, and sighed:
"Okay, okay, the girl I'm most worried about married my most proud student. I'm relieved to die... Let's go, let's go back to Yangjia Village, worship a hall, have a cave, have a drink, I have no regrets..."

Shi Qing: "?"

Want to go home to worship the bridal chamber?

Shouldn't we go back to the hospital?
"Aunt Rui, I'm married, you should follow me back to the hospital now, not the village..."

She couldn't be angry with Aunt Rui, she could only reason with her gently.

"No, we have to bow first. On the other side of the hospital, we have already completed the discharge procedures... I just want to see you get married and die at home safely. I don't like the smell of the hospital..."

Aunt Rui is willful.

Willful enough to give Shi Qing a headache.

Aunt Rui, Aunt Rui, I won't let you play like this!

Are you kidding me?

She glanced at the man beside her who was promoted to be her husband, "Did you help Aunt Rui get out of the hospital?"

"Hmm." He nodded.

"Why?" She suppressed the sudden anger.

It was difficult to coax Aunt Rui into the hospital, but what happened?
"Instead of spending the rest of your time in the hospital, it's better to do something meaningful. For example, watching you have a ceremony with your own eyes... You must not annoy Xiaochen, Xiaochen listens to me the most... You must not murder him. Be a wife. Yes, be gentle."

Aunt Rui speaks for the man, which shows that she values ​​him very much.

Although she agreed with Aunt Rui's words, how could she bear to have Aunt Rui die in the countryside?
"Let's go..." Lu Junchen looked straight at himself, "The most important thing is to do something to make Aunt Rui happy now, the examination in the hospital is not important..."

Shi Qing frowned, Jiang was old and hot, she was not even Aunt Rui since she was a child, but now, she was still planning a marriage by her, and she became the wife of the man in front of her.

*
An hour later, at dusk.

Shi Qing took a taxi with Aunt Rui and her new husband to the ordinary house.

As soon as I entered the door, I found a big happy word on the front door.

Some strangers in "[-]-year wedding" uniforms were busy setting up the wedding hall.

A man in a white shirt saw them coming back, and greeted them with a grin, "Boss, Teacher Zhao, you are back, is this Miss Shi?"

He looked around curiously, this little girl's dress is really a bit nondescript, it's so dirty - how can Boss Lu's taste endure such an exaggerated dress.

"Xiao Xiang, thank you for coming earlier to arrange a wedding hall for us. The new bed is also installed..." Aunt Rui walked over slightly, looking at the beaming wedding hall, and asked.

"It's fixed."

"Where's the bridal dress? Got it from the bridal shop?"

"Bring it."

"Okay, Qingqing, come and come, let's get dressed up, and we can get married soon. Your mother has never worn a wedding dress in her life, and I have never worn one in my life. You have to wear one for us. Wait. I went underground, and if your mother asks, I can answer."

Aunt Rui's reason made Shi Qing completely unable to refuse. No matter how much she was unwilling, when she rolled around the tip of her throat and reached the tip of her tongue, it turned into one word:

"it is good."

"Don't worry, today's wedding is just for me to see. Later, Xiaochen will handle the wedding for you seriously..."

"..."

They shouldn't have a wedding.

Shi Qing didn't argue and helped her into the Westinghouse.

Xiang Yang quickly pulled Lu Junchen aside:

"I said, Young Master Lu, Mr. Zhao is not very ill, and you are not very ill. Are you really going to argue with this little girl?"

Lu Junchen patted his shoulder and smiled brightly, "If you wish, remember to pack a big red envelope."

Xiang Yang widened his eyes, took a deep breath, and reached out to touch his forehead:

"Have you burned out your brain? This is marriage, not buying vegetables in the supermarket. You can pick them up and take them home. If you buy the wrong vegetables, throw them away. People can't. Boss, your marriage, Is it that you can marry anyone you want? Where did she catch your eye? She looks good?"

Lu Junchen smiled and walked towards the wedding hall with his hands behind his back. He asked, "Where's my wedding dress? I get married only once in a lifetime. I have to pay homage to the hall and strive for a full house of children and grandchildren..."

Xiang Yang asked the sky silently:
Lu Dashao, who regards marriage as a fear of the road, is this crazy, and he is so concerned about worshipping the church?
Is this still the Lu Junchen he recognizes?
After half an hour.

"A worship of heaven and earth..."

"Second worship high hall..."

"Happy husband and wife..."

The bright red candles shone brightly. Under the auspices of Aunt Rui, the newlyweds finished worshipping the heavens and the earth and were sent to the bridal chamber.

Shi Qing, who was like a marionette, was covered with a red hijab, and she suddenly felt a little sad:

When the bridal chamber comes out, how will she act?
You can't fake it for real...

　to be continued……

　　
　
(End of this chapter)