"Wife, it has to be you, hehe!"
"If you delay any longer, the daylily will get cold."
Song Qinghe said bluntly, "I never realized Lu Zhaolin was so fussy and never did anything serious."
Lu Zhaolin was speechless after Song Qinghe's retort, but reason told him that it was best not to speak when his wife was angry.
Otherwise, it's really easy to get beaten up.
Fortunately, Song Qinghe wasn't the talkative type. If she said anything unpleasant, it would only make things awkward for both of them.
Not only was it meaningless, it also hurt the relationship between the two people.
The most important thing for a woman is to learn when to shut up and not say unimportant things, otherwise she might dig a hole for herself.
To be honest, it's not necessary.
The two sat on the ferry, paid their fare, and found a place to sit down, shoulder to shoulder.
All eyes turned to them again. It has to be said that the friendship between young people these days is really good.
Watching it made them feel like they were young again.
Song Qinghe noticed their gazes and felt a little uncomfortable, so she couldn't help but ask, "Do you always attract so much attention wherever you go?"
Lu Zhaolin, unusually quick to understand, calmly replied, "No, it's probably because my wife is so beautiful that people unconsciously look at you."
Upon hearing this, Song Qinghe rolled her eyes at him.
He's really good with words; sweet talk and flattery are second nature to him.
Lu Zhaolin couldn't help but straighten his shoulders, looking upright and composed.
Song Qinghe was completely dumbfounded by him. When it comes to thick skin, Lu Zhaolin is the one to talk about.
He looked at the clear, moonlit sky, but wondered if it was because he had been in the military camp for too long.
So he always gives people the impression of being reckless and unruly, like a military thug.
Seeing her helpless expression, Lu Zhaolin reached out and hooked her finger with his.
Song Qinghe paused for a moment, then simply let it go.
It's only right that you spoil your own man a little.
The ferry cut through the waves and sped forward, quickly bringing them to the shore.
To get a marriage certificate, you need to go to the Civil Affairs Bureau. Lu Zhaolin had attended a meeting here before, so he knew the exact location.
After getting off, he took Song Qinghe straight to the civil affairs department, and only took out the letter of introduction that he had been carefully carrying all the way.
Seeing how much he treasured it, Song Qinghe felt a warmth in her heart.
It can only be said that Lu Zhaolin put just as much effort into this marriage as she did.
After carefully verifying the information, the staff of the civil affairs department brought out a certificate and asked the two of them to sign it.
Song Qinghe went first. As she bent down to sign, Lu Zhaolin watched her intently, as if afraid she might accidentally write a wrong word.
Song Qinghe chuckled. Lu Zhaolin would be better off worrying about himself than staring at her.
She didn't make a mistake; now it's her turn to worry that Lu Zhaolin made a mistake.
Lu Zhaolin was very cautious, but his hand still trembled uncontrollably when he signed.
After finally finishing signing, I raised my hand and slapped my own hand.
Shaking, shaking, what's so great about shaking?
I've never seen it shake this badly when I used it to snipe others before; it's just so unreliable.
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