Just as Song Yun put the cooked noodles into the bowl, someone's hot body pressed against her, wrapped his arms around her waist, and pulled her into his arms.

Her heart suddenly started beating wildly, especially when his warm breath sprayed behind her ear, her whole body felt numb as if she had been electrocuted. "What are you doing? You almost knocked over the bowl." She scolded.

Qi Mo Nan's heart was itching to take the bowl of noodles from her hand and put it on the stove. He straightened her body, held her face, and kissed her hard on the forehead.

Song Yun closed her eyes, so he just kissed her forehead and that was all.

Song Yun reached out and grabbed the collar of someone who had just stood up. In front of his astonished gaze, she tiptoed, hooked her arms around his neck, and kissed him on the lips.

She followed his example, kissing him once and then withdrawing.

As a result, she was caught by Qi Mo Nan again, who kissed her with his hot lips and held the back of her head with his big hands, leaving her with no way to retreat.

At first, both of them were awkward, but this kind of skill was so magical that they soon became proficient without any instruction. Just as the dry wood was about to ignite a fierce fire and the situation was about to get out of control, there was a sudden knock on the door.

Qi Mo Nan was really wondering at this moment - how could there be someone who was so ignorant of others' expressions.

Song Yun pushed Qi Mo Nan away, laughing so hard that she couldn't even stand up. "Hurry up and take a look. I'll mix the noodles. They're almost clumping together."

Qi Mo Nan sighed deeply, regained his composure, and straightened his clothes before walking outside. He opened the gate with a cold face, and when he saw Aunt Qian from next door, his expression didn't soften at all. "Is there anything?"

Aunt Qian was frightened by Qi Mo Nan's aura, but thinking of her crying grandson at home, she had to shamelessly ask, "Well, do you have any wedding candies left? I only took two pieces before, and my grandson finished eating them and is making a fuss at home. If you still have some left, please give me some more."

Qi Mo Nan continued, "No more, we've distributed them all. Is there anything else?"

"Have they all been distributed? Didn't I see there were still quite a lot left?" Aunt Qian didn't believe it and stretched her neck to look inside.

Qi Mo'nan stood there without moving. His tall body completely blocked Aunt Qian's sight, so she couldn't see anything inside.

"Everything has been distributed. If there is nothing left, I will close the shop." Qi Monan said and was about to close the shop.

Aunt Qian held out her hand to the door and said, "If there's no wedding candy, then nothing else is needed. Melon seeds and red dates are all good—"

Qi Mo Nan seemed not to hear and closed the door directly.

Aunt Qian looked at the closed door and stamped her feet in anger, "How stingy! He can't even bear to give her a little candy." She only dared to complain like this. She didn't dare to say anything more unpleasant, nor was she too embarrassed to say it, because it was Song Yun who saved her grandson's life last time.

When Qi Mo'nan returned to the house, Song Yun had already brought two bowls of noodles to the table in the main hall.

As soon as Qi Mo Nan entered the room, he put all the uneaten candies and cakes on the table into the cabinet.

Song Yun heard the conversation at the gate and said with a smile, "This Aunt Qian really has no memory. Last time, her grandson choked on candy, and she still dared to give the child candy."

Qi Mo Nan came out of the room and took the chopsticks handed to him by Song Yun. He looked unhappy and said, "You didn't give me any candies even though you had some. You even said you only took two candies. Of all the people who came here today, she took the most."

After a simple meal of noodles, the two got their marriage certificate.

After coming out of the Civil Affairs Bureau, Qi Mo Nan looked at the marriage certificate in his hand. He couldn't get enough of it and read it over and over again.

Seeing him looking silly, Song Yun smiled and squeezed his arm. "Looking for typos? Did you find any?"