The wealthy and ugly, the president's bride

Chapter 1268 What kind of wedding do you want

Facts have proved that Guo Weiwei really played tricks. The electronic file of the Civil Affairs Bureau does not have the file of Li Jianhao's certificate, so she and Han Xiaoru successfully obtained the certificate.

Looking at the little red book in his hand, Han Xiaoru couldn't believe it for a long time.

"Mom, I'm married!"

Han Xiaoru happily held up the notebook in front of her mother, and Li Guilan brushed it away with a helpless face, "I know!"

I have already talked about kung fu in such a short period of time, and I don't mind talking about it.

Being rejected by her mother, Han Xiaoru was not angry at all, and opened the notebook again, looked at the photo of the two people above, moved her head closer, and said, "Look, this is not a good photo, and I have a double chin. I should have known and worked together." Just let the staff tell him to help P for a while."

Li Jianhao didn't look at the photos of the two of them, his phoenix eyes were always on Han Xiaoru's face, the corners of his lips were clearly curved, and his tone was gentle.

"No, it's real when you look at it this way."

But in a few days, his woman has grown a circle of flesh again, her face is round, like a small bun, white and tender, if not for the mother-in-law in front, he will definitely not be able to resist taking a few bites.

"Well, yes, it won't look like me if P becomes a snake face."

Han Xiaoru looked at the photo and said to herself.

Li Guilan couldn't bear to see her daughter's chattering appearance, so she stood up from the sofa, "Okay, Jianhao, you accompany Xiaoru, I'll go to the vegetable market to buy vegetables."

"Mom, let Jianhao drive you there." Han Xiaoru was willing to look up from the marriage certificate this time, and Li Guilan then grabbed the coat on the hanger and refused while putting it on, "Okay, it's not too far away, let Jianhao Hao will accompany you!"

For a twenty-minute journey, she is not so expensive to return the car and pick up the car.

"Mom, please slow down." Li Jianhao said politely, and Li Guilan said angrily to him, "I'm not an old bone, so there's no need to worry."

Watching Li Guilan open the door and go out, Li Jianhao took the marriage certificate from Han Xiaoru's hand and put it on the coffee table in front, wrapping around her thick waist, and Han Xiaoru sat on his lap cooperatively.

There is still more than a month to go into labor, the weight of the little pregnant woman is naturally not light, sitting on Li Jianhao's lap, like a millstone.

"What kind of wedding do you want?" Li Jianhao asked suicidally after pinning the lock of Han Xiaoru's hair that was hanging in the wind behind his ear.

Happiness came so suddenly, Han Xiaoru was stunned. She had fantasized about countless kinds of weddings, Western style, Chinese style, and classical ones, but now when Li Jianhao asked this question, her mind went blank, like a crash.

"What, are you stupid?" Li Jianhao pinched Han Xiaoru's chin in a funny way, and the latter reacted and blinked, "Li Jianhao, am I dreaming? Hurry up and pinch me."

"Okay," Li Jianhao agreed with a smile, and then squeezed her chin and asked for it on her lips.

"Ah..." With an exclamation, Han Xiaoru punched Li Jianhao with a small fist, "Bastard, I asked you to pinch me, why are you biting me?"

Li Jianhao's cheerful laughter rang out in the room, "It's all the same."

"How can it be the same, pinch is like this," Han Xiaoru twisted on Li Jianhao's shoulder, "bite is like this, uh..."

As soon as Han Xiaoru's lips came close, Li Jianhao grabbed her, tossed and turned with her pink lips in his mouth, and the tip of his tongue opened her teeth and drilled in.

Han Xiaoru blinked again, and when she closed her eyes, her arms actively hooked Li Jianhao's neck.

She was sent back to live with her natal family by Li Jianhao. Although she came to see her every day, it was the first time for her to be intimate like this. She responded proactively, entangled with him with the tip of her tongue, and Han Xiaoru suddenly laughed when you came and went, "Hehe... You're hard," now against her buttocks.

(End of this chapter)