"Oh, I said Xiaoxiao, although my Zizhuo is a little stupid and not good at speaking, this child is stubborn in life and work. You have reached this point, so don't worry. He will definitely treat you well in the future and will not make you regret today's decision. Net                                                                                                                                                                                                                            �

Ling Xiaoxiao looked at the postures of the two people in front of her and felt that she couldn't understand what she said just now. She regretted it? What a joke, she always felt that she had taken a huge advantage from the day they met.

Now this handsome guy who was taken advantage of by her is trying every means to marry her home. She is so eager to do it! But, if you say such shameless words, how can you say it? It's enough to feel secretly.

The two of them had their own thoughts and walked into the Civil Affairs Bureau one after another. They were not as old as the legal age and were both college students. Their marriage certificate was more troublesome than normal people. However, with parents present, Jiang's mother was outgoing and didn't need to worry about anything. They just had to concentrate on filling out forms, signing, and taking photos.

Everything was going on in an orderly manner. The only regret that Ling Xiaoxiao was that she was still a little thin, and her collapsed cheeks had not yet become plump. The only small red book in her life, with red as the base and head-to-head two-inch photo, was not the most beautiful appearance of her.

"Come on, two, set up your marriage certificate and see here." The photographer who provided additional services held the camera and quickly took several photos.

The two stood on an oath stage, with the national flag behind them, and on the stage in front of them was a pot of beautiful lilies. One was holding a small red book in his hand. Jiang Zizhuo's other hand was naturally placed on Ling Xiaoxiao's waist. The two looked at the photographer in front of them, with their faces full of happiness and joyful smiles.

Seeing them snuggling together, Mother Jiang's eyes suddenly turned red. Her son, her son who always cared for loneliness, was no longer alone. She was not a good mother, and Dad Jiang's father was not a good father, but they believed that Ling Xiaoxiao would definitely be a good wife and a good daughter-in-law who could help them take care of their son who was owed a lot.

Mother Jiang wiped her eyes, picked up the plastic bag at her hand, grabbed a handful of candy and chocolate from it, and stuffed it into the photographer's hand that had just put down the camera: "Come on, brother. Eat wedding candy."

Although the photographer receives countless newcomers every day, he still likes such candy with joy: "Thank you, sister, congratulations."

"Hehe, together, uh, thank you." Mother Jiang was so happy that she almost said Tongxiu.

"You are mine!" Ling Xiaoxiao happily flipped over the little red book in her hand, raised her head again, raised her hand to lift Jiang Zizhuo's chin, quite proud.

"Well. Yours will definitely belong to you at night." Jiang Zizhuo pulled her finger down, lowered his head and whispered in her ear. The unconcealed expectation made Ling Xiaoxiao want to escape in panic.

After the wedding candy was distributed, Jiang's mother turned around and saw that her son was talking to her daughter-in-law. The couple's face was flushed, and they knew why without asking.

It’s good to be young. Mother Jiang thought about her appearance when she was first with Dad Jiang. She is also like this.

After solving her son's lifelong affairs, Mother Jiang took a look at the time. It was just enough to take the bus back to the hospital from here to catch up with the afternoon surgery, and the time was just right.

Mother Jiang made a gesture to her son and walked out of the Civil Affairs Bureau alone. As soon as she went out, she couldn't wait to take out her cell phone and wanted to share it with Dad Jiang and Grandma Jiang and others.

"Let's go. There is no class in the afternoon, let's go to IKEA." He took the little red book in Ling Xiaoxiao's hand and put it in his pocket with his own. Jiang Zizhuo rubbed Ling Xiaoxiao's head, feeling that there will be no better time in his life than now.

Xiaohong's book was confiscated, and Ling Xiaoxiao stared at the little boy with dissatisfaction. She had already sold herself, so she had to let herself touch her for a while.

"You can touch wherever you want to go back tonight." The little boy said a pun, and Ling Xiaoxiao immediately understood and blushed again.

If one thing is inferior to another, Ling Xiaoxiao is very polite when facing others and never suffers a loss, but when facing Jiang Zizhuo, she is always the one who is speechless and is competing with her sweetheart in some aspects. She truly feels that she can only do it when she is as old as a wolf or a tiger.

There is a bus to IKEA near Q University. It is not commuting and getting off work. There are very few people on the bus. The two sit down at the back. The cold winter is withering outside, but their hearts are like the warm sun in spring. The two small red books completely connect them.

Ling Xiaoxiao looked at the cold wind that was raging outside the window, moved her body and leaned her head on Jiang Zizhuo's shoulder. She did not turn her head back, but she couldn't help but say, "Congratulations to Mr. Jiang."

Jiang Zizhuo chuckled lightly, his low-melt voice seemed to be tied into a strand of blue hair and slipped into Ling Xiaoxiao's ears: "Tongxi, Miss Ling."

"You won't learn bad things in the future, you won't be worth it if you get it, right?" Ling Xiaoxiao hummed, as if she was acting coquettishly no matter how she sounded.

Jiang Zizhuo was disdainful to answer this question at all. He brushed his fingers across her palms, then held them tightly, and his eyes also turned out the window.

The advantage of not being a weekend is that IKEA is not as high as the weekends. The two of them settled lunch in the restaurant, picked up a yellow bag and started walking down from the third floor. Ling Xiaoxiao often came here with her classmates in her previous life, and was very familiar with it. However, Jiang Zizhuo, as a big boy, rarely came out to stroll around, and saw everything inside was novel.

The two of them walked and stopped. Ling Xiaoxiao put all the things that were still missing in her new family on the list in the past two days. As she walked, she checked the small list she had written down. The yellow bag became more and more full, and gradually she couldn't hold it.

"We should have found a car just now, so that we can save more effort." After walking halfway through the road, the bag was already full. Ling Xiaoxiao looked at the little boy with a little distress.

She wanted to share the burden, but the man disagreed with anything he said, but looking at the traces of his shoulder being strangled, the bag was obviously very heavy.

Ling Xiaoxiao felt sorry for the little boy, and the time she walked around increased a lot, but there were too many things missing at home, so she would definitely not be able to make any purchases this time. However, there is still nearly a month before the little boy leaves, and they still have enough time.

In winter, it was dark early. When the two of them checked out, it was already dark. They were buying again, standing on the side of the road, with large plastic bags at their feet.

"Do you want to go back to school for dinner?" Ling Xiaoxiao turned her head and looked at Jiang Zizhuo, thinking about the little red book of the two. She suddenly didn't want to go back to her new home at all.

"I'll do it when I get home. There are still important things to do at night, right?" (To be continued.)

ps: Xiao Kunzi read a red article on the weekend. He originally wanted to study hard, but he suddenly fell into the pit and could not get out of it. Therefore, even if the monthly ticket reached 27 o'clock, Xiao Kunzi could not write it today. If you want to blame, you can only blame the red book for being so well written. If you don't believe it, go and take a look~~~

I sincerely recommend this book that Xiao Kunzi fell into the pit. Xiao Kunzi, the author of the red article, does not know him. I recommend it to everyone because I think the other person wrote it very well.

Book title: Becoming an immortal with one finger

Introduction: Lu Yue, a little sacred ghost who has been a drop of essence and blood from her twin sister, is preparing to reincarnate. Unexpectedly, the demon gang leader Yuanying exploded and was in the sky of the blood moon. On the road of reincarnation, Lu Yue was swept into a turbulent flow of time. When she woke up again, she returned to two years ago when she died.
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