Hearing the word "husband", Rong Heng's blood swelled instantly, and he almost couldn't help but pull her into the bed and listened to her shouting a few more words.

Fortunately, he is still rational, and fortunately he still knows what is more important today.

He forced himself to hold back and kissed her hard, then pulled her up and walked into the bathroom together.

Usually when the two of them wash, he always finishes cleaning up early, while Lu Yuan may not have time to wash his face.

Today, Lu Yuan brushed her teeth, washed her face, put on light makeup, and after everything was done, Rong Heng was still standing next to her.

Lu Yuan watched him toss his hair that had just finished yesterday for half an hour, and finally couldn't help but help him.

Rong Heng has never cared much about his appearance. At this time, he felt that he was not perfect no matter how he looked, especially his hair, which was carefully trimmed yesterday, but why did he feel something was wrong no matter how he did it today?

It was not until Lu Yuan took the blowing air and helped him stylist him in person that Rong Heng calmed down.

After blowing his hair and looking at the mirror again, Rong Heng raised his eyebrows immediately, turned to look at Lu Yuan, and said, "My wife is good at craftsmanship."

Lu Yuan also looked in the mirror and was speechless for a moment.

In fact, after she helped him blow, she was basically no different from what she had just done. I don’t know where to tell her that she had good skills?

Thinking of this, Lu Yuan glanced at him and suddenly said, "Are you nervous?"

"Who said I was nervous?" Rong Heng immediately retorted without thinking, "Just get a marriage certificate, what's there to be nervous about me?"

As soon as he said this, the bathroom suddenly fell silent for a while.

Both of them looked at each other from the mirror. Finally, Lu Yuan smiled gently and lowered his head to put away the blowing wind in his hand.

Rong Heng then spoke again: "Then are you nervous?"

"Not nervous." She replied lightly, "What's there to be nervous?"

Not? Rong Heng thought to himself, it’s not that a big fight is imminent, and this kind of thing does not seem to require tension.

But for some reason, after hearing Lu Yuan's answer, he couldn't help but snorted softly in his heart.

If you are not nervous, you are not nervous!

Whoever is nervous is the puppy!

The two of them packed up, got off the stairs and drove towards the Civil Affairs Bureau.

Along the way, neither of them spoke much. Rong Heng drove with concentration all the way, while Lu Yuan stared at the road ahead seriously, not knowing what he was looking at.

On December 30, the second to last day of the year, there were no more and few newcomers coming to the Civil Affairs Bureau to get a certificate. The two of them came sooner or later, and there were only a few pairs of newcomers in front.

Everyone's faces were filled with the light of happiness and spirit. They were not conspicuous in them and they still maintained their previous silence. They occasionally smiled at each other and said nothing extra.

When it was their turn to take pictures, the two walked to the door of the photo room and happened to pass by a couple of newlyweds in front of them who had just finished taking pictures.

Rong Heng heard the woman say, "I asked you to clean your eyebrows. Look, the eyebrows are like crayon Shin-chan..."

Lu Yuan heard the man say, "I'm going to look good if you put on a big heavy makeup and take off your makeup on the spot."

The two of them buried each other, but walked away closely.

Rong Heng and Lu Yuan looked at each other again, without saying anything, and walked into the photo room.

Before the filming, Lu Yuan sorted out the collar for Rong Heng again. Rong Heng also raised his hand to help her smooth her hair, then he put on a pose and looked at the camera.

The photographer stood behind the camera, looked down at the camera, and suddenly looked up at them, "Two, we are here to take wedding photos, can we smile?"

The two of them turned to look at each other at the same time. Sure enough, they all saw a slightly tight and smiling face.

Lu Yuan bit his lip, Rong Heng raised his eyebrows, and the two of them posed again and looked at the camera again.

But the photographer spoke again: "We can smile a little more naturally and sincerely. You are about to go to the palace of happiness immediately. Just smile from the bottom of your heart. Don't be nervous, there is nothing to be nervous-"

As soon as he finished speaking, Rong Heng and Lu Yuan looked at each other again.

After a moment of looking at each other, the two suddenly laughed out loud.

"Are you nervous?" Rong Heng asked.

"Don't be nervous." Lu Yuan said.

Rong Heng hummed and said, "I'm not nervous either."

After saying that, he suddenly stepped forward and kissed Lu Yuan's lips hard.

Lu Yuan's face felt a little hot, but he still couldn't help but kissed him back.

After this kiss, the two looked at the camera again.

"Very good--" said the photographer, "Very good, very beautiful--"

The photo was soon released, and the two of them took one.

When Rong Heng saw the photo, he couldn't help laughing out loud.

It's really good, very beautiful. She looked at the camera with a gentle smile, with a sweet and graceful smile between her eyebrows and eyes.

Lu Yuan also saw him in the photo, handsome and heroic, smiling between his eyebrows, and starlight in his eyes.

She couldn't help but stretch out her hand and gently stroked his face.

It's really good.

...

After a series of processes, these two photos appeared on the coveted red book.

Rong Heng held his notebook, looked at it repeatedly and then suddenly shouted: "Wife."

"Um."

"Wife."

"Um?"

"Wife."

“…”

"Wife!" He seemed to be addicted to shouting, and kept shouting, and the louder and louder he shouted, attracting everyone around him to see it.

Lu Yuan's face was already red. When he reached out to cover his lips, he was suddenly held in his arms by Rong Heng and turned around twice.

When Lu Yuan stopped, he heard his voice again, just in his ears—

"Wife, we are legal."

Lu Yuan was originally blushing, but her eyes gradually turned red. Then, she couldn't help laughing out loud and responded: "Well, we are legal - husband."

Rong Heng picked her up again, couldn't help but laugh and rotated it a few times.

At this moment, everyone present focused on them.

But Lu Yuan had no idea at all.

She just leaned against him, hugged him with her backhand, buried her on his shoulder and smiled-

Just like everyone around, smiling.

...

At about eleven o'clock, the two people's cars drove back to Rong's house.

At this moment, the doorstep of Rong's house did not seem much lively, but it was just that there were a few more cars parked than usual.

The two of them didn't notice that at all. Rong Heng got out of the car and went around to the other side to open the door for Lu Yuan, but suddenly a hand stretched out and closed the half-driving student back!

Rong Heng turned his head and saw Mu Qian who was standing next to him at some point.
Chapter completed!