Chapter 28 Do you want another kiss?

On the day of getting the marriage certificate, Jingzhuo sent a photo of the marriage certificate to the group.

We brothers have known about this for a long time.

But people thought he just found someone for a quick marriage to avoid the pressure of blind dates at home and to create an image of a successful person with a stable and happy family.

It's only been a few days and he's already fighting with someone else's best friend for his wife?

Can you snatch this?

My best friend opens her mouth and I run myself crazy for divorce.

"Zhuo, if you want to capture a woman's heart, you must first capture her feelings, spirit, and body. You have to have one that's capable."

Cen Jin has had many romances and pursued even more women, and he can talk endlessly about his experiences.

Regarding technology... Jing Zhuo thinks he is pretty good.

After all, I used to hear He Ning and Lao Er chatting about how the high-quality male protagonists in domineering CEO novels all had sex three or four times a night, with each time lasting at least fifty minutes.

I had no experience the first time.

But in the last two times, he tried his best to be patient, careful and persistent.

Song Xi should be very satisfied.

But it didn't affect her at all from going to play with her bestie in the middle of the night instead of playing with him.

He felt that the focus was on Zhang Hening because she was too clingy.

"Is there any way to get rid of her best friend?" Jing Zhuo said.

"Throw money at it." Cen Jin lit a cigarette and offered advice, "Things that can be solved with money are not problems."

"My wife doesn't like money very much." Jing Zhuo frowned.

He gave the safe to Song Xi, but Song Xi never even looked at it, never wore the jewelry he bought for her, and even put away the pigeon eggs he gave her.

There was only an inconspicuous wedding ring on her ring finger, which was the cheapest gift he had ever given her.

"I told you to hit her bestie!"

Cen Jin blew out a puff of smoke. "You let her best friend rise to prominence, letting her experience endless wealth and glory. After a while, won't you be able to control her heart?"

"Even if she wants to divorce in the future, her best friends will have to hold her back."

Jing Zhuo thought for two seconds: That makes sense.

Winning people's hearts is a good method.

"So the most important thing for you right now is to find out her best friend's hobbies, cater to her interests, and improve your image."

Jing Zhuo: No need to ask.

He knows Zhang Hening's preferences too well.

Zhang Hening used to be love-brained, but now he has trained her to only love money and material things, and he can buy her off with a little money.

But most people can’t afford it.

Jing Zhuo closed his eyes and put out the burning cigarette.

The problem was solved. Cen Jin stood up lazily with a cigarette in his mouth and picked up the car keys from the table.

"Okay, it's getting late. I'm not going to talk nonsense with you anymore. I have to go to the hospital."

"Why are you going to the hospital?" Shang Ji asked in confusion.

"Don't mention it. I got a girlfriend, and when I was halfway through second base in the hotel, she forced herself on me. She insisted on having my medical report, otherwise she wouldn't let me touch her."

Shang Ji: "?"

Cen Jin spread his hands and said, "She said that most men nowadays are dirty and need to be carefully screened before being touched. Men should consciously go for a physical examination. This is their responsibility to girls."

Shang Ji laughed and said, "It's fair to say, what the girl said makes sense. Who wants a rotten cucumber?"

Cen Jin waved his hand, picked up his coat and left.

While the few of them were talking, Jing Zhuo kept these words in mind, deep in thought.

It seems that he forgot to do one thing when he married Song Xi.

…

After get off work, Song Xi went to He's house to visit Zhang Hening who had just returned from the hospital and stayed there for dinner.

After dinner, I played with Qiguaiguai for a while, and then the two of us leaned on the sofa and watched variety shows together.

There was a dating show on TV, and a pair of guests who had feelings for each other were dating at the beach.

Zhang Hening bumped her with his shoulder:

"Hey, have you asked your husband to do a premarital medical examination report?"

Song Xi had almost forgotten about this matter, but when Zhang Hening mentioned it, she remembered it.

"I haven't told him yet."

"Things like this need to be handled quickly," Zhang Hening said. "A friend of mine got a boyfriend a few days ago. Halfway through their date, she asked for a medical checkup report. He immediately went to the hospital and got the results today. That's how a normal man cooperates, right?"

"If the other party drags their feet, there must be something fishy going on."

Song Xi felt that her analysis was correct.

"That makes sense. The first thing I'll do when I get back is to suggest he get a physical examination."

Zhang Hening patted her head with satisfaction and said, "You should also go for a physical examination. Before you know your husband's physical condition, protect yourself first."

"Okay! I'll go early tomorrow morning!"

After playing in Hezhai for a while, at nine o'clock in the evening, Song Xi reluctantly put Guaiguai down and took a taxi back to Jiushu Community.

She and Jing Zhuo are still in the early stages of their marriage and their relationship is not stable yet. In her eyes, this house is not a stable residence.

When their relationship is on track in the future, she will take Guai Guai to her new home.

When I got home, the living room was dark and Jingzhuo had not come back yet.

Song Xi didn't go back to the room, but sat on the sofa waiting for him.

Ten minutes later, there was a beep outside the door and a man's footsteps came in.

It’s Jingzhuo who’s back.

He changed his shoes at the entrance, holding a briefcase and a large paper bag in his hands, but no one knew what was inside.

Song Xi didn't care either.

She only cares about one thing now.

"You're back. Have you eaten?" Song Xi asked.

"Well, I've eaten. How about you?"

"I've eaten too."

In the past, at this time, Song Xi would get up and slip into the master bedroom, and would never stay in the living room if she could.

But today, she sat on the sofa and brewed words.

"Well, you can go to the body..."

Before she finished speaking, Jing Zhuo handed her the paper document bag in his hand.

Song Xi was halfway through his words when he turned around in surprise: "What is this?"

"My medical report."

ha?

A pillow was delivered just as I felt sleepy?

Jing Zhuo thought she didn't understand, so he explained, "I'm sorry, I was so excited on the day we got the marriage certificate that I forgot to do the premarital medical examination. That was not very responsible of you. I went to a public authority this afternoon to make up for it. Here are the results of the examination, which are legally binding."

"There are still some items that require fasting for examination. I will go early tomorrow morning."

Song Xi was stunned by his execution ability.

Unexpectedly, while she was feeling anxious and hesitant, Jing Zhuo had already anticipated it one step ahead, and executed it decisively, bringing her the result she wanted.

Song Xi held the documents in his hand and continued to exchange gifts.

"Then I'll take a day off the morning after tomorrow and make an appointment to get a premarital medical examination report for you."

Jing Zhuo smiled: "Any time is fine, there's no rush."

It was her first time after all.

He knows it better than anyone else.

The living room became quiet, and Song Xi's heart was relieved. She opened the document and looked through it carefully. There was no problem, and everything was normal.

Even the height and weight are clearly marked.

As expected, he is 189cm tall, a tall guy.

Song Xi closed the file and felt much more relaxed: "Then... I'll go back to sleep first, good night."

Just as she was about to turn around, Jing Zhuo grabbed her wrist.

The man's hands were big, warm, and slightly dry, as if an electric current was spreading across her skin.

"I found that our relationship doesn't have to be cultivated during the day, nor do we need to deliberately choose the time." Jing Zhuo said slowly.

"Um?"

"For example, it can be cultivated at night."

Jing Zhuo lowered his eyes and looked at her, tightening the strength in his palm slightly. In the silence between the two, his voice was low and clear.

"Do you want another kiss?"