Chapter 442 Obtaining the Marriage Certificate 2
A knock sounded on the door, followed by Zhou Xingzhi's gentle voice: "Yueyue, are you awake?"
Last night, after she finished her experiment, she went to the study and clung to him. Somehow, she ended up pinning him down in the armchair and kissing him until she was dizzy and disoriented...
The door was gently knocked on again, with a hint of cautious reminder.
She suddenly remembered the promise she made last night and hurriedly sat up, still wrapped in the blanket: "I'm up! We're going to get our marriage certificate today, I remember!"
A man's soft chuckle came from outside the door, seemingly pleased that she remembered.
"Today is Sunday, the Civil Affairs Bureau is closed. And..." He paused, "we haven't issued the referral letter yet."
Zhang Yueran immediately relaxed, then rolled back into the quilt as if being a spoiled child, dragging out her sweet, soft voice, "Brother Xingzhi~ come in and talk to me."
The man outside the door remained silent for a moment, then replied helplessly, "Okay."
The carved wooden door was gently pushed open, and Zhou Xingzhi stood tall and elegant in the morning light, his eyes, which always gazed at her, overflowing with tenderness.
This wasn't the first time he'd stepped into her bedroom, even though they'd already exchanged more intimate kisses... yet every time he was with her, he felt a tug-of-war with his inner reserve...
Zhang Yueran peeked out from behind the coral-red curtains, her moon-white nightgown sleeves sliding down to her elbows. "Come here~"
Zhou Xingzhi stepped through the beaded curtain and had just grasped that warm little hand when he was gently pulled to the edge of the bed. The girl's sweet, lazy morning scent wafted towards him, and she wrapped her slender arms around his neck, snuggling into his embrace.
"You..." Zhou Xingzhi gently supported her shoulder, his gaze darting away, not daring to look down, "Get up first, then we can talk..."
"We're getting married soon," Zhang Yueran chuckled, burying her face in his shirt, "maybe we'll be sleeping like this every day from now on..."
Before she could finish speaking, she blushed and quickly changed the subject, "Brother Xingzhi, just for a little while, please."
Zhou Xingzhi then gently wrapped his arms around her, his fingertips carefully avoiding her loose long hair.
The girl in his arms suddenly looked up: "Did you come all this way to wake me up?"
"Hmm." He looked down at her fluttering eyelashes, "If we're going to register our marriage tomorrow, we should get the letter of introduction today, and there's also the premarital medical examination..." His words almost faded into a whisper at the end.
All right?
That tone...
Zhou Xingzhi stiffened slightly: "What? You're not willing anymore?"
Zhang Yueran, afraid of this sensitive and thoughtful old man, tilted her head back and kissed his chin repeatedly like a woodpecker: "I'm willing! I'm really willing! Okay~ okay~ alright~ good brother~"
Every syllable of hers was imbued with honey, sweetening his heart and dissolving the unease hidden deep within him.
Zhou Xingzhi relaxed his brows and raised his hand to tidy her disheveled hair: "Then get up quickly, there's jujube paste cake for breakfast, which you like."
Seeing that the gloom between his brows had dissipated, and although he still looked like a proper gentleman, Zhang Yueran sensed that his aura was gentle, and knew that he was in a good mood.
She took the opportunity to tug at his sleeve and shake it lightly: "Then can you help me choose what to wear today?"
Zhou Xingzhi's ears turned slightly red, but he actually walked to the wardrobe, his fingertips brushing over her bright clothes, and finally picked out a maroon diamond-patterned sweater to match with dark gray trousers.
"I'll wait for you at the restaurant..." He draped his clothes on the screen, restraining himself from looking at her, and hurriedly walked out.
Zhang Yueran smiled as she looked at the closed door.
Hmph, once we're married, I'll make him dress me and comb my hair himself. Let's see how long this old fogey can keep up this act.
When she finished washing up and came to the restaurant, Zhou Xingzhi was peeling boiled eggs, and there were jujube paste cakes cut into diamond shapes on a porcelain plate.
Zhang Yueran sat down next to him: "The letter of introduction needs to be issued by Peking University, right? My household registration is still under the university's collective household registration."
“I’ve already asked. First, go to the department office to get the director’s signature, then go to the administration building to get the stamp.” He paused, then lowered his voice. “The premarital checkup is at the district maternal and child health hospital. I’ve asked someone to schedule it for this afternoon.”
Zhang Yueran took a closer look and discovered that even a photocopy of her student ID card had been prepared, with the corners of the pages pressed flat.
Zhou Xingzhi pursed his lips and nodded slightly.
He simply said, "I've made some preparations."
"Okay, let's set off after we finish eating!"
The two went to the administration building of Peking University to complete the necessary documents for Zhang Yueran. When they came out, the winter sun was shining brightly.
Zhou Xingzhi took out his camera: "Let's go take some pictures at Weiming Lake?"
Zhang Yueran squeezed his hand back tightly: "Okay, take lots of pictures and hang them on the east wall of the study. Hmm, take two today, and one more tomorrow, just to keep as a memento..."
She glanced at the man beside her; he had refined features and an aura of charisma.
What about myself?
She was just a restless girl who loved fiddling with radios.
This thought made her unconsciously tighten her grip on his wrist, as if if she let go, he would return to his old ways, acting distant and aloof towards her.
Tomorrow, just tomorrow! I'll definitely get him completely!
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