With a light cough, he had to speak out and remind himself: "Xiao Bao, Fei Ye."

Meng Baozi and Fei Ye looked at him and called perfunctorily: "Dad."

Fei Ye's voice is too small and basically it needs to be ignored.

Zhou Yanchen was as if his facial paralysis was paralyzed and had no expression anymore.

Mo Xiran laughed and approached Meng Baozi: "Xiao Bao, your father is jealous, please go and comfort him quickly."

Meng Baozi pouted and approached Mo Xiran: "Mom, I think dad is too naive. I want to coax him, I'm so tired."

"Well, Xiaobao, thank you so much."

Meng Baozi nodded and ran towards Zhou Yanchen.

When Zhou Yanchen saw his son coming, he immediately bent over to meet him.

Pick him up and rub his belly, "You finally want to come over?"

Listen, this tone is so sour.

The cute bun twisted his body and laughed: "Dad, I miss you too."

This sentence completely melted Zhou Yanchen. He touched his son's little fleshy face and raised the corners of his lips.

Meng Baozi secretly winked at Mo Xiran, turned Mo Xiran into Meng, hugged Fei Ye and smiled.

Fei Ye pursed the corners of his lips and quietly leaned closer to Mo Xiran's arms.

...

Zhou Yanchen leaned against the head of the bed, put down the book in his hand, and looked at the little woman in front of the dressing table.

Mo Xiran found it in the mirror, turned around and smiled, "What are you looking at me?"

He lifted the quilt beside him and reached out to pat it, the meaning was self-evident.

Mo Xiran laughed softly, stood up and walked over.

She flipped the book on his knee, and she flipped it casually, her eyes widened, "English? All in English?"

"Hmm." Someone hummed lightly, casually picked up a strand of her hair and wrapped it around her fingertips.

"You read the whole English, aren't you tired?" Mo Xiran couldn't understand.

You know, after she passed the CET-4 and CET-6 and postgraduate entrance examinations, she immediately threw away all her English books, which made her feel like she was venting her anger.

If possible, I really don't want to see you again in the future.

What about this person, he actually reads the whole English?

"Tired?" Zhou Yanchen raised his eyebrows, as if he couldn't understand what she meant by being tired.

Mo Xiran didn't expect a god like him to understand the hardships of ordinary people when facing English.

She casually placed the book on the bedside table, but she didn't notice it, and Zhou Yanchen's phoenix eyes suddenly became dark.

"Xixi." He called her, with such a sexy voice.

She looked up at him, and he immediately leaned over and kissed her on the lips.

A dizzy turn, changing positions.

His eyes met, his voice was low and evil, "Accept for wedding night."

This person can eat as much as he wants, and he still finds so many names.

Mo Xiran curled his lips and he held his finger.

He took her finger to his lips.

On the slender and white ring finger, diamonds shine, catching the eye.

Trapped her for generations.

Everything that follows will come naturally.

Zhou Yanchen said that after eating this appetizer, he was 6 points full, and the rest was divided into celebratory celebrations and wedding nights.

...

What kind of dream is this?

Mo Xiran frowned slightly and waved his hand subconsciously.

It seemed like a large dog was harassing her, making her unable to sleep well.

"Don't mess around! Whose dog!"

She opened her eyes suddenly as she shouted.

It is a handsome face that is ashen.

After swallowing, she realized that the dog just now was someone.

"Uh, it's so early, Achen."

Zhou Yanchen snorted coldly and sat up.

"Get up quickly! There is still something to do in the morning!"

"Hmm? What's the matter?" Mo Xiran asked in confusion.

As soon as she finished speaking, someone bounced her forehead.

"Ah! It hurts so much!" She screamed in pain and glared at Zhou Yanchen.

This time, he didn't let her go, and he actually bounced her.

"Get up quickly! You need to get your certificate!" He gritted his teeth, wishing he could strangle this heartless little woman to death!

"Oh, yes." Mo Xiran laughed, rubbed her forehead and sat up, muttering: "I didn't forget, I just didn't react for a while. Do you need to take the slaying action?"

"If you want to continue to try the harsh hands, just say something more."

Hearing the threat, Mo Xiran instantly lifted the quilt and ran into the bathroom.

Still so stupid, so stupid, so stupid.

Shaking his head, he followed in slowly.

After packing up, the two of them brought all the documents they should have and got down from upstairs.

In the living room, there was only Mrs. Zhou. She had just finished exercising and was resting.

"Grandma."

"Ash." Old Mrs. Zhou smiled kindly, looking at them today, it seemed particularly different.

Zhou Yanchen spoke and solved the old lady’s doubts: “Let’s go get the certificate.”

"Really?" The old lady was surprised, and was surprised again and didn't know what to say, "Really?"

"Yeah." Mo Xiran responded, turned to look at Zhou Yanchen, "Go and get the certificate."

"Okay, it's so good! Then go, go."

Zhou Yanchen curled his lips and whispered: "It's still early, go after breakfast."

"Ah? Yes." Old Mrs. Zhou laughed and patted her thighs. "Look at me, I'm so happy that I'm confused. Have breakfast, go after breakfast, and go after eating, don't worry, haha."

"Grandma is so happy, even happier than us." Mo Xiran said softly to Zhou Yanchen.

He said nothing and clenched her fingers.

Who said that the happiest person is clearly him.

After breakfast, Zhou Yanchen drove to the Civil Affairs Bureau at about 8 o'clock.

He held the steering wheel tightly and said nothing throughout the whole process.

If I don't know, I thought he was in a bad mood.

But Mo Xiran understood that he was nervous, but she kindly did not expose him because she herself was also very nervous.

At the door of the Civil Affairs Bureau, the door had not opened yet, and there was already a queue.

There are marriages and divorces.

All of them are here, but they will embark on two different paths.

Standing far away at the end of the team, the two stood side by side.

The fingers in the middle are separated by a few centimeters.

They looked at the door and took deep breaths quietly.

Finally, my fingertips warmed up.

Mo Xiran looked down and saw his fingers being held in his palm.

At that moment, she suddenly had the urge to cry.

"Let's go." He said in a deep voice, leading her forward.
To be continued...