Cute Baby: Her Scum Husband

Later, Fu Qianchen and Qiao Yumeng took one of their pamphlets back to the Civil Affairs Bureau. They thought there would be an oath session, but who knew they had just handed the pamphlet up. When the staff got it right, they took out the marriage certificate which had been pasted with photos and handed it to them in front of them by stamping the steel seal.

"It's over?" Fu Qianchen looked at the staff with a blank face. He thought that getting the marriage certificate would be like the one shot in the TV series. There would be an oath session, or the staff would ask again and again whether they really want to get the certificate. Who knows that they are so casual.

The staff looked up at him and didn't explain at all. They looked impatient for a long time.

Yes, it's just a job for the staff. They mechanically repeat the same work every day. Who can be interested? It's the new couple's own business whether they are willing to get the certificate or not. If they really can't get along, it's a big deal to go to the next door to go through the divorce procedure.

The final result is that Qiao Yumeng and Fu Qianchen go out of the Civil Affairs Bureau with their marriage certificate. After they go out to the open square outside, Fu Qianchen still feels that his brain is a little empty. What happened just now is like a dream, without any real feeling. In this way, he marries Qiao Yumeng home, The process of getting a marriage certificate is a little too simple.

"I don't need money to get the marriage certificate. Didn't I say I had to pay nine yuan and nine yuan?" Qiao Yumeng is also dull. What happened just now doesn't slow her down. Getting the marriage certificate is actually a process, which is not as sacred as she imagined.

"I don't know." Fu Qianchen honestly shook his head, raised his hand and scratched his head. Then he looked down at the marriage certificate in his hand. He couldn't help reaching out and pinching the back of his hand. He was sure that it wasn't after his dream that a smile appeared at the corner of his mouth. That smile was silly and looked silly.

Looking at Fu Qianchen like that, Qiao Yumeng couldn't help but feel funny. This man is Fu Qianchen, who is standing at the top of the pyramid and planning strategies. As long as he sneezes, he can make Nancheng shake. But when he holds his marriage certificate, he looks like a little boy who doesn't know anything. He is silly and lovely.

"I don't know how to express myself." Fu Qianchen choked for a long time, then choked out such a sentence. When he turned to look at Qiao Yumeng, his chin was shaking.

"Are you nervous?" Qiao Yumeng couldn't help holding Fu Qianchen's big palm. To tell the truth, she was also very excited when she got the marriage certificate, but she didn't show too abnormal performance except that she felt an uncontrollable excitement. It was beyond Qiao Yumeng's expectation that Fu Qianchen's jaw was shaking.

"A little bit." Fu Qianchen confessed, then looked at Qiao Yumeng straight, suddenly put her in his arms, buried her face in her neck, took a deep breath, then said: "it's really like a dream, you are really mine."

"Yes, I'm really yours." Qiao Yumeng reaches out his hand and holds Fu Qianchen's thin waist. This kind of Fu Qianchen makes people love him.

I don't know how long I have been standing on the square. Fu Qianchen finally let go of Qiao Yumeng.

When driving to the parking lot, Fu Qianchen holds Qiao Yumeng's hand in one hand and his marriage certificate in the other. It's like the marriage certificate is a treasure map with rare treasures. He can't bear to move his eyes. Several times when Qiao Yumeng talks to him, he just gives a "um" as an answer, and doesn't think about what Qiao Yumeng has said to him.

Finally in the parking lot, Qiao Yumeng gets on the co pilot, but Fu Qianchen doesn't get on the car. Qiao Yumeng finds out from the window that Fu Qianchen is still staring at the marriage certificate. His infatuated expression seems to be possessed.

Finally, when Fu Qianchen got on the bus, Qiao Yumeng couldn't help laughing at him: "I said, Mr. Fu, don't you just get a marriage certificate? Are you going to react a little too much? "

"Well?" Fu Qianchen tied his seat belt and looked up at Qiao Yumeng. "I just can't believe you actually married me."

"Yuxi is your daughter, and the baby in my stomach is also your child. You are the father of the child. Is it strange that I married you?" Qiao Yumeng is helpless.

That is to say, but Qiao Yumeng's willingness to marry him is another matter. God knows how nervous he is today. Before he gets the marriage certificate, he worries that Qiao Yumeng will go back.

Who knows that he didn't take the oath first. Although there was no oath, he couldn't tell Qiao Yumeng what he wanted, but it also reduced the risk of Qiao Yumeng's repentance, so he didn't know whether he should be happy or disappointed.

"Don't think so much. The past is gone. I don't mind. Why do you care?" Qiao Yumeng saw Fu Qianchen's brow slightly wrinkled, and guessed that he should be thinking about the past things, which were not pleasant, but the past things should let it go. He always kept in mind that he was in a dilemma."I..." Fu Qianchen opened his mouth and still wanted to call Qiao Yumeng's full name. He had been used to calling her full name for a long time, but he was not used to calling her Xiaomeng. After thinking about it, he simply held her shoulder and tried to call her: "wife."

"You..." although Qiao Yuxi is so old, it's the first time that Qiao Yumeng has been called wife. She doesn't know how to answer it.

"You're mine at last. I'm really happy. I don't know what to do. It's like a dream. I'm really grateful that God can care for me and let you forgive me." Fu Qianchen sighed deeply, pulled Qiao Yumeng to her arms, and gently printed a kiss on her cheek.

In addition to kissing her, he didn't know how to express his love for Qiao Yumeng. He loved her to the core, but fortunately, Qiao Yumeng also loved him, so they finally came together.

"I really exist, you are not dreaming, don't believe... I pinch you to try?" Qiao Yumeng smiles, reaches out his hand and pinches Fu Qianchen's cheek, not willing to do too much.

Fu Qianchen raised his hand over the back of Qiao Yumeng's hand and let her put her hand on his cheek, "so, from today on, you are mine."

"Yes, I'm yours." As if to coax a child, Qiao Yumeng gently held Fu Qianchen's cheek and pressed a dragonfly like kiss on his thin lip. "From today on, I'm your man, only you."