Hearing the word "husband", Rong Heng's blood instantly swelled, and he almost couldn't help but pull her into bed to listen to her shout a few more words.

Fortunately, he still has sense, and fortunately he still knows what the more important thing is today.

He restrained himself forcefully and kissed her hard, then pulled her up and walked into the bathroom together.

Usually when two people wash up, he always finishes it early, while Lu Yuan may not have time to wash his face.

But today, Lu Yuan brushed her teeth, washed her face, put on light makeup, and after everything was tidied up, Rong Heng was still standing next to her.

Lu Yuan watched him fussing with the hair he had just finished cutting yesterday in front of the mirror for half an hour, and finally couldn't help but help him.

Rong Heng has never cared much about his appearance, but now he feels that he is not perfect no matter how he looks, especially his hair. It was clearly trimmed carefully yesterday, but why does he feel like something is wrong no matter what he does today?

It wasn't until Lu Yuan took the hair dryer and helped him dry and style his hair that Rong Heng calmed down.

After blow-drying his hair, when he looked at the mirror again, Rong Heng immediately raised his eyebrows, turned to look at Lu Yuan, and said, "My wife is really good at her craftsmanship."

Lu Yuan also looked in the mirror and was speechless for a moment.

In fact, after she finished blowing for him, it was basically the same as before. I don't know where he could tell that she was good at it?

Thinking of this, Lu Yuan glanced at him and suddenly said: "Are you nervous?"

"Who said I'm nervous?" Rong Heng immediately retorted without thinking, "It's just a marriage certificate, what should I be nervous about?"

As soon as he said these words, there was a sudden silence in the bathroom.

The two of them looked at each other in the mirror. Finally, Lu Yuan smiled softly, lowered his head and put away the hair dryer in his hand.

Rong Heng then spoke again: "Are you nervous?"

"You're not nervous." She replied calmly, "What's there to be nervous about?"

Isn't that right? Rong Heng thought to himself, it's not like a war is imminent. There seems to be no need to be nervous about this kind of thing.

But for some reason, after hearing Lu Yuan's answer, he couldn't help but snorted softly in his heart.

Don’t be nervous if you’re not nervous!

Whoever is nervous is a puppy!

The two of them packed up, went downstairs, got in the car, and drove to the Civil Affairs Bureau.

Along the way, the two of them didn't speak much. Rong Heng was concentrating on driving, while Lu Yuan was staring at the road ahead seriously, not knowing what he was looking at.

On December 30, the penultimate day of the year, there were not too many or too few newcomers who came to the Civil Affairs Bureau to get their certificates. The two of them arrived neither early nor late, and there were only a few couples in front of them.

Everyone's faces were filled with the light and look of happiness. They were sitting among them inconspicuously, and they still maintained their previous silence. They occasionally looked at each other and smiled, and had no unnecessary words to say.

When it was their turn to take pictures, the two of them walked to the door of the photo studio and happened to pass by the newlyweds in front of them who had just finished taking pictures.

Rong Heng heard the woman say: "I asked you to trim your eyebrows. Look, these eyebrows look like Crayon Shin-chan..."

Lu Yan heard the man say: "Like you, if you put on heavy makeup and have to remove it on the spot, wouldn't it look good?"

The two people ignored each other, but then they moved away from each other.

Rong Heng and Lu Yuan looked at each other again and walked into the photo studio without saying anything.

Before the shooting, Lu Yuan adjusted Rong Heng's neckline again, and Rong Heng also raised his hand to smooth her hair, then posed and looked at the camera.

The photographer stood behind the camera. After looking down at the camera, he suddenly looked up at them and said, "You two, we are here to take wedding photos. Can you smile?"

The two people turned to look at each other at the same time, and sure enough, what they saw was a slightly tense, unsmiling face.

Lu Yuan bit her lip, Rong Heng raised his eyebrows, and the two of them posed again and looked at the camera again.

But the photographer spoke again: "We can laugh more naturally and sincerely. You are going to the palace of happiness soon. Just laugh from the bottom of your heart. Don't be nervous. There is nothing to be nervous about -

"

As soon as he finished speaking, Rong Heng and Lu Yuan looked at each other again.

After another moment of looking at each other, the two people suddenly laughed together.

"Are you nervous?" Rong Heng asked.

"Don't be nervous." Lu Yuan said.

Rong Heng snorted and said, "I'm not nervous either."

After saying that, he suddenly stepped forward and kissed Lu Yuan hard on the lips.

Lu Yuan's face felt slightly hot, but she couldn't help but kissed him back.

After the kiss, the two people looked at the camera again.

"Very good, very good -" the photographer said, "very good, very beautiful -"

The photos came out quickly, and the two of them each took one.

Rong Heng couldn't help laughing when he saw the photo.

She is really good and beautiful. She looks at the camera with a gentle smile, and there is a sweet and graceful smile between her eyebrows.

Lu Yuan also saw him in the photo, handsome and heroic, with a smile between his brows and stars in his eyes.

She couldn't help but reach out her hand and gently stroke his face.

It's really good.

…

After a series of processes, these two photos appeared in the coveted red book.

Rong Heng took his notebook and after reading it over and over again, he suddenly called out: "Wife."

"Um."

"Wife."

"Um?"

"Wife."

"..."

"Wife!" He seemed to be addicted to shouting. He kept shouting and shouting louder and louder, attracting everyone around him to look over.

Lu Yuan's face was already red, and when she reached out her hand to cover his lips, she was suddenly grabbed by Rong Heng and held in his arms, spinning her around twice.

When he stopped, Lu Yuan heard his voice again, right next to his ear——

"Honey, we are legal."

Lu Yan was blushing at first, but her eyes gradually turned red. Then, she couldn't help laughing and responded: "Well, we are legal - husband."

Rong Heng picked her up again and spun her around a few times while laughing uncontrollably.

At this moment, everyone present's attention was focused on them.

But Lu Yuan didn't notice it at all.

She just leaned against him, hugged him with her backhand, buried her head on his shoulder and smiled——

Just like everyone around, smiling.

…

Near eleven o'clock, the two people's car drove back to Rong's house.

At this moment, the door of Rong's house didn't look very lively, but there were just a few more cars parked than usual.

The two of them didn't notice anything at all. Rong Heng got out of the car and walked around to the other side to open the door for Lu Yuan. Suddenly, a hand stretched out and slammed his disciple back in the middle of the car!

Rong Heng turned his head and saw Mu Qian standing next to him at some point.
Chapter completed!