Qiao Sheng pursed his lips.

Actually, to be honest, it still feels a bit abrupt and unexpected.

But she can no longer be immersed in an impossible relationship, and she is even more afraid of becoming the kind of lunatic who goes crazy for love. So she must take a step forward.

"Yes, I have thought about it. Didn't Third Young Master think about it well?"

"How is that possible?" Fu Zijun raised his eyebrows, "I have already contacted the staff, let's go."

He took her and walked in together.

In the Civil Affairs Bureau, there were several newlyweds standing in front of the window, each of them smiling sweetly.

"We got the certificate!"

"Honey, give me a hug!"

"A hug is not enough, a kiss can express my joy of getting my certificate to work."

The young couple kissed with excitement and joy, French style.

Qiao Sheng's cheeks felt inexplicably hot when he saw this scene. He looked away and happened to meet Fu Zijun's deep eyes, which made his heart tremble.

"..."

Fu Zijun's eyes tightened slightly, he didn't expect the atmosphere in the Civil Affairs Bureau to be so lively.

"Master Fu, Miss Qiao, do you want to take photos in wedding dresses?" The staff member came forward.

Qiao Sheng shook his head almost immediately: "No, don't wear it, we can just keep it simple."

Fu Zijun glanced at her, and then said in a deep voice to the staff: "Just shoot like this, as soon as possible."

"Okay, please come this way."

The staff took the two people to another photo location.

Qiao Sheng and Fu Zijun sat side by side and faced the camera together.

She felt like she didn't know where to place her eyes, hands, and feet, and she was inexplicably nervous.

Fu Zijun also straightened his back, as serious as a soldier.

Are you here to take wedding ID photos?

The photographer couldn't help but said: "Master Fu, Miss Qiao, this is not a group photo of military achievements. Can you make it more natural? Get closer? Get closer?"

Both of their faces instantly froze, embarrassed: "..."

Qiao Sheng breathed heavily and did not dare to look at Fu Zijun. He stiffened and moved closer to him dully.

Fu Zijun saw that her temples were tense, her eyes were slightly dark, and he leaned towards her stiffly.

Their arms were pressed together, and they could feel each other's bodies and tense nerves.

"Hey. Come a little closer."

"Lift your mouth a little."

"very good."

A ‘click’ sound!

The dazzling light hit, and the photographer finally said: "Okay."

Qiao Sheng breathed a sigh of relief and stood up. Still not daring to look at Fu Zijun, he awkwardly walked towards the registration desk.

The atmosphere just now was so awkward... They were obviously not a couple, but they still pretended to be intimate... She felt like her ears were burning...

Fu Zijun stared at her fleeing back, his eyes deepened, and the corner of his mouth showed a hint of helplessness.

He took the photo, looked at the stiff group photo on it, said nothing, and walked over to apply for the certificate with her.

The next process is not complicated, just fill in various information.

Half an hour later, the registration was finally completed.

Qiao Sheng looked at the heavy red book in his hand as he walked out of the Civil Affairs Bureau, feeling a little dazed.

Unexpectedly, she would marry herself like this.

From today on, she and Fu Zijun were a legitimate couple, but there was no joy in her heart, instead there were waves of bitterness.

How to maintain a marriage without an emotional foundation?

Fu Zijun looked at her serious face and raised his lips: "What? Am I so bad? That you should look like a widower as soon as you receive the certificate?"

Qiao Sheng's cheeks turned pale: "No, I just don't know how to live our life as a couple."
Chapter completed!