Chapter 91: Announcement of marriage, transfer of household registration

Song Xi sat on a chair in the park surrounded by flowers, looking at a group of people with confused questions, with a smile on her lips.

At this time, Jing Zhuo did not notice the news of the sovereignty declaration. He was saving the original pictures one by one, studying the typesetting function for a long time, opening Zhang Hening's historical circle of friends, and posting a nine-square grid circle of friends following her proportions.

After thinking about it, he switched to his work account and sent it again.

It’s just that Song Xi is a group photo and a circle of scenery.

He is in a group photo with Song Xi in the middle.

The caption reads: "Taken by my wife."

This was the first time that Mr. Jing posted such a lively and affectionate circle of friends, and soon, his followers exploded with comments.

Jingrong: "My daughter-in-law is pretty"

Zhang Youqi: "Like"

Grandma: "My granddaughter-in-law is as beautiful as a flower~ Rose Rose"

Grandpa: "Smile, smile, thumbs up"

Grandpa: "Look at my grandson! Look at my grandson's wife! What a match made in heaven!"

Grandma: "Rose, rose, rose"

In the work number.

Zhang Hening: "Haha."

Not long after Jingzhuo sent out this message, his childhood friend group exploded.

Cen Jin took a screenshot of the picture and sent it to the group, then tagged Jing Zhuo and started to be sarcastic for no apparent reason.

"Hey, Mr. Jing is on a date with his wife today~"

Jing Zhuo ignored him.

Cen Jin bombarded him with criticism, his tone sour: "Last time you asked me where the date was, and you didn't choose the one I sent you?"

Cen Jin: "What kind of good person would go on a date to the park to look at a broken flower? He's as innocent as a young boy."

Cen Jin: "Can you ski? Skateboard? Bungee jumping? Watch horror movies? Climb mountains?"

Cen Jin: "Otherwise, how would you have the chance to hug her and show off your masculine charm?"

Cen Jin: "If it doesn't work out, why not go camping in the mountains, spend the night, and watch the sunrise? Your date is so petty."

Jing Zhuo couldn't help but typed a few words.

"My wife likes looking at flowers."

"I'll hold her myself tonight, so why bother talking?"

After a while, Xie Qingcheng came out to show her presence and exposed Cen Jin's past.

Xie Qingcheng: "Ignore him. Lao Cen has been heartbroken recently. He gets jealous when he sees others showing affection. He's showing off a lot and making him jealous."

Cen Jin: "Are you sick?"

Xie Qingcheng: "You heartbroken dog have no right to scold me."

Jing Zhuo's mind was not here and he was too lazy to joke with them.

He exited the interface and turned his head to look at Song Xi beside him. She was looking down at her phone, alone and small, not lively at all.

He thought of something and tapped the screen a few times.

Drag Song Xi into the "Loving Family" group.

As soon as Song Xi exited the interface, this message popped up. She clicked on it and saw a whole family.

Even Aunt Wang was in there.

She looked up at Jing Zhuo in a daze. The man raised his hand, rubbed her head, and took her into his arms.

"My group chat is a bit noisy, I hope you don't mind."

Song Xi only felt warm in his eyes and soft in his heart.

"No," she said, "I really enjoy noise."

The spring breeze blew gently, and the leaves above her head rustled. Song Xi leaned in the man's arms and looked up at the sky.

The weather in Beijing is very nice.

Spring in the capital is also very colorful.

After all the grass was barren and the cold winter frost had passed, the glaciers cracked, the streams gurgled, and the flowers, plants and trees broke through the ground, welcoming her with great fanfare.

Song Xi quietly opened WeChat and sent a message to Song Shiqian.

"Uncle, I'm going to take my husband back to Sucheng at the end of the month."

"Announce the marriage and transfer the account."

…

In the evening, the two returned to Millennium Garden.

As soon as Song Xi got out of the car, he saw Guaiguai squatting on the doghouse, waving his paws and making "bang bang bang" sounds.

The huge dog squatted on the ground, whining and biting the air at it.

She immediately spoke up to stop the fight: "Guaiguai, stop! Don't hit Jianguo!"

Auntie was watering the garden. Upon hearing this, she smiled and said:

"Ma'am, it's okay. They are just playing."

"Jianguo is tied up here every day. He used to sleep in a slumber, but recently the cat came and he has become more lively."

"Every morning when I open my eyes, I shout towards the second floor."

Even so, Song Xi was still not at ease.

Because Guaiguai is a cow cat.

This kind of cat is so mean...

Except for Kiki, all other cats and dogs would collapse when they saw it.

Fortunately, Jingzhuo got out of the car. When Guaiguai saw his big dad, he forgot about the big dog. He jumped out of the doghouse in a few seconds, jumped into the car, and then jumped onto Jingzhuo's shoulders.

"Look~"

It really misses me after not seeing me for two days.

He stretched out his claws and rummaged in Jingzhuo's pocket.

"There are no cat strips today, go play by yourself."

Jing Zhuo held the cat and put it on the tree, then took Song Xi back to the room.

The two played for an entire afternoon and expended a lot of energy.

Jing Zhuo didn't feel anything, but Song Xi felt like his two legs were no longer his own.

It seems that she doesn't exercise enough and only trains her arm strength. Her physique is still weak. No wonder she is always abused by him in bed.

After dinner, she took a shower immediately and then collapsed on the bed.

After Jingzhuo finished taking a shower and dried his hair, the two of them, one lying down and the other standing, looked into each other's eyes for more than ten seconds.

Song Xi: "No."

Song Xi: "Don't even think about it."

Song Xi: "The number of times has been used up."

Jing Zhuo couldn't help but chuckle, walked up to her side, and slowly tied the belt of her pajamas.

"I just wanted to ask you if you want a massage. I'll massage your waist and legs. I don't want to do it."

"You also know massage?"

“I’ve learned that before.”

Jing Zhuo stretched out his bony fingers, brought them together, and pressed them on the acupoint on her waist.

In the past, he had occasionally strained his muscles during training, and he had experienced this both in the army and in combat.

But it was a merciless iron fist.

When he massages his wife, he will use 99% of the force.

He controlled the strength of his hand just right, neither light nor heavy, neither fast nor slow. Song Xi lay on the bed, squinting his eyes with a sigh.

Whose boss is so gentle and considerate and even offers massage services?

Oh, mine.

"How do you feel? Are you feeling more comfortable?" Jing Zhuo asked.

“It’s very comfortable.”

Song Xi closed her eyes and praised him: "Your skills are really good, even better than the blind lady I met in the massage parlor. In fact, even if you are not a CEO, with this face and this skill, you will definitely be full of customers, and rich women will come to you."

Jing Zhuo: “…”

Oops, my tongue slipped.

Song Xi's scalp tightened and he hurried to remedy the situation.

"That's not what I meant. What I meant was that you are excellent in every aspect..."

"Yeah, I get it, Silly Baby."

He responded softly, moving his hand down two inches and increasing his strength.

When Song Xi heard this name, his face turned embarrassed, and he finally couldn't help but speak.

"Could you please change your name?"

She clarified to herself: "I'm not stupid at all. Most of the time I'm very thoughtful. He Ning is a little less thoughtful. You can go call her."

Jing Zhuo stopped his hand and added meaningfully.

"You're Silly Baby."

"She's a fool."

Song Xi: “…”

He Ning, your devilish filter towards your elder brother...is not without reason.