Doting on Honey Marriage: The Uncle Treats You Lightly

Chapter 17 Go in, we register

Today is Monday, and there are very few people who come to register at this time.

As soon as Qiao Moshen stepped into the lobby of the Civil Affairs Bureau, he successfully attracted everyone's attention.

He was wearing a black Anderson&Sheppard haute couture suit, with the simplest white shirt inside and no tie. He was noble but not restrained, and his whole body exuded elegance from the bones, which made people feel unattainable and as low as dust.

Immediately, a female employee came forward and let him be deadly by the reception, just wanting to say a word to him, "Sir, is there anything I can do for you?"

Qiao Moshen nodded to the female staff very gentlemanly. His voice was gloomy and full of magnetism. It was the kind of subwoofer tone that was said to be very popular on the Internet now. The sound alone could instantly kill many films.

"I'm here to register."

The female employee's nympho eyes were full of love, and when she heard Qiao Moshen's words, the love in her eyes dropped all over the floor.

That's right, of course he came here to register his marriage. Could it be that he is still divorced?

Marrying him, which woman would be willing to divorce?

Unless he doesn't want others.

Just as she was thinking about it, the little girl who was willing to divorce came up, "It turns out that this is the case in the Civil Affairs Bureau. This is my first time here."

"Go in." Qiao Moshen's whole body was like an iceberg, making people afraid to get close to him easily, but the big palm he stretched out to hold Tong Xiaoyun's tender white hand was full of warmth.

"Join Jin... let's go in." Tong Xiaoyun nodded, stammered, and followed Qiao Mo deep inside.

She's about to register.

Obviously I was already nervous just now, why did it happen again.

And when she held the pen and was about to sign the certificate, another wave of tension struck again.

Once you sign, you can never go back on your word.

But if she didn't sign it... Well, she didn't have the right to go back on her word if she didn't sign it.

Dad's company is held in Qiao Moshen's palm. He is now the emperor, so he has to be made happy.

"If you're like this, others will think I'm forcing a marriage." Jomo said quietly.

Tong Xiaoyun really wanted to ask him, "Isn't it?"

But she didn't dare either.

Looking at the old man who was about to become his one-year husband again, Tong Xiaoyun helplessly raised her small hand to cover her eyes, and shook her head.

This little flower of hers was spoiled by this old cow, Qiao Moshen.

But she didn't have the strength to resist.

Forget it, sign it.

Thinking in this way, Tong Xiaoyun swiped his pen again, took out the posture of signing the contract this morning, and signed his name in a chic way.

After the formalities were completed, Tong Xiaoyun felt a lot more relaxed.

It is said that the ducks are on the shelves. Now that they are all on the shelves, why are you nervous?
Don't be nervous, you are already on Qiao Moshen's pirate ship.

Fortunately, only one year.

Out of the hall of the Civil Affairs Bureau, Tong Xiaoyun looked at the little red book in his hand, took a deep breath, and let it out again, "Let's go, eat, I want to have a big meal, and ah, I'm coming out When I was there, I only brought Xiami and Youga, my schoolbag, clothes and so on..."

"You don't have to worry about clothes. Someone has already bought them, and underwear. If I touched it correctly last night, it should be 32A." Jomo thought deeply about the feeling of last night, and made sure in his heart.

It is indeed 32A.

Tong Xiaoyun looked down at her chest, and immediately became angry from embarrassment, "Why do you want to say it? People also have self-esteem, okay? Besides, I am still developing now, and I will definitely grow up in the future."

This hateful old man still dares to dislike her small breasts, what's wrong with her small breasts?
She is proud of saving cloth for the country...

Uh... no, what did he just say?Tong Xiaoyun finally got to the most important point.

(End of this chapter)