It was already autumn, and the leaves of the street trees on both sides of the road gradually turned yellow.

This is a very chaotic season for dressing. Some people are wearing short-sleeved shirts, while others are already wearing coats.

At 8:30 on Monday morning, the entire city was completely awakened, and various vehicles meandered into long queues during the morning rush hour.

A black Maybach drove off the main road and finally parked in the parking lot of the Civil Affairs Bureau in Canglan District, City A.

Two men got out of the car, wearing formal suits with white shirts inside. The suit was ironed straight and there was no trace of wrinkles. The hair was combed to the back of the head and was fixed with hair spray.

It can be said to be very formal.

These two men are very outstanding in appearance and figure, and as soon as they appear, they attract the few attentions in the parking lot.

Ning Zhou couldn't help but take a deep breath, a little nervous.

It was not because of the gaze that fell on him around him, but because of the purpose of his trip with Jiang Hangting.

After entering the Civil Affairs Bureau later, he will marry Jiang Hangting.

In other words, he and Jiang Hangting are about to enter the next stage of their lives.

Holding Ning Zhou's hand with one hand, Jiang Hangting's low voice sounded in Ning Zhou's ears, "Are you very nervous?"

"Somewhat." Ning Zhou refused to deny it. He looked up at Jiang Hangting with a serious face and asked him, "Aren't you nervous?"

He could actually feel that Jiang Hangting used a lot of strength to hold his hand, and his palms were slightly wet.

Jiang Hangting shook his head with a tense face.

Nervous?

No, as a mature and steady man, you won’t be nervous.

Ning Zhou was amused by Jiang Hangting's reaction and slightly relieved his nervousness.

Jiang Hangting: "Let's go in."

Ning Zhou's palm turned in Jiang Hangting's hand, and he tied his fingers with Jiang Hangting, "Okay."

They came to the Civil Affairs Bureau at work. Today is not a special date in the ordinary sense, so there are not many couples in the Civil Affairs Bureau.

Same-sex marriages are already very common, so Jiang Hangting and Ning Zhou did not feel any special gaze when they entered. At best, some people were just attracted by their appearance. They looked at them for a while and then went to their own way.

It was obviously a simple service hall, but after Ning Zhou and Jiang Hangting came in, they felt a solemn feeling inexplicably, and their mood, which had just been a little relaxed, became nervous again.

When they went to take pictures, their bodies were still stiff.

The photographer was not satisfied with the posture and expressions of the two, and waved his hand and directed: "You two are closer, don't be too stiff, don't smile too deliberately."

If someone had told Ning Zhou before today that he would have a stiff smile on the front of the camera and acted at a loss, Ning Zhou would not believe it. But today, the facts told Ning Zhou that when people were extremely nervous, they could not control their micro-expressions, even their body movements could not be controlled.

Ning Zhou took a deep breath, then looked up at Jiang Hangting, and Jiang Hangting also looked down at him. The two of them had their eyes collided in the air, and they both saw each other's stiff smirks.

They are all smiling.

At this moment, the photographer pressed the shutter and took a picture of the two of them smiling at each other, and praised: "Yes, that's it, it's great. Keep in this state, let's have another picture."

When they looked at the camera again, Ning Zhou and Jiang Hangting found their status at the same time, got closer a little, with their shoulders against their shoulders.

Ning Zhou tilted his head slightly and leaned close to Jiang Hangting's shoulder.

The photographer's camera freezes the moment.

The photos came out soon, and when the staff handed them the photos, he blessed: "You look very happy, I wish you a long time."

Ning Zhou took the photo from the staff, "Thank you."

He couldn't wait to look at the photos, and this made him discover a new world.

The background color of the photo is a large festive red color. Ning Zhou and Jiang Hangting are wearing white shirts, leaning tightly together, and the smiles on their faces are satisfied and happy. This kind of happiness can infect people and will unconsciously raise the corners of their lips.

What surprised Ning Zhou was that Jiang Hangting's left cheek was slightly concave because of a smile, and it was a dimpled.

He quickly walked to Jiang Hangting, showed Jiang Hangting the photo, and said in a slightly excited tone: "Mr. Jiang, you have dimples."

On weekdays, Jiang Hangting always has a handsome face, and even if he smiles, he still smiles slightly. The dimples on his left cheek are not revealed.

Jiang Hangting in the photo smiled so hard that the curve was larger than usual, and a shallow dimples appeared on his left cheek.

Because of this dimples, Jiang Hangting looked less mature. He looked several years younger, but he was still handsome and handsome.

Ning Zhou novelly studied Jiang Hangting in the photo, but he didn't know that the smile on Jiang Hangting's face froze.

It's over, it's exposed.

This dimples really affect his wise and powerful image. So when he was with Ning Zhou, he didn't dare to laugh, for fear that Ning Zhou would give him a discount when he saw this dimples.

Jiang Hangting never expected that this dimples would be exposed when taking wedding photos.

When Jiang Hangting was thinking about how to restore his image in Ning Zhou's heart, Ning Zhou poked his cheek with his finger, "Mr. Jiang, you should smile more, you look so good when you smile."

A sentence eliminated all the concerns in Jiang Hangting's heart. He grabbed the boy's finger that was poked on his face and smiled and showed the dimples on his left cheek, "Do you like it?"

"I like it." Ning Zhou glanced at the surroundings and saw that no one was paying attention to them. He stood on tiptoe and kissed Jiang Hangting's dimples. "I like it as long as it is Mr. Jiang's."

This sentence can be regarded as a hidden confession. Jiang Hangting's heart suddenly beat violently for a few moments, and his eyes became deeper and deeper.

If it weren't for someone around, Jiang Hangting might not be able to control himself and give Ning Zhou a deep kiss.

He wanted to try what Ning Zhou ate, and his mouth would be so sweet.

Jiang Hangting suppressed the kiss of the boy, took the boy's hand again, and forcibly changed the topic, "Let's go, let's register first."

Everything went very smoothly afterwards. When the two of them walked out of the Civil Affairs Bureau again, they all had a red book on their hands.

From today on, the relationship between Jiang Hangting and Ning Zhou will be protected by law. When they are old, they have the right to sign their own names on each other's critical illness notice.

This is the connection and meaning this marriage certificate brings to them.

When they returned to the car, no one else's eyes disturbed them, and their breathing could not wait to get entangled.

After the kiss ended, Jiang Hangting kissed Ning Zhou on the lips with dissatisfaction, "Are you going home now?"

Ning Zhou's eyes flashed slightly, "Go to the police station?"

Worried that Jiang Hangting didn't understand what he meant, Ning Zhou immediately explained: "I want to move my household registration out."

His household registration is still under Ning Changxiong's household registration. After the incident the day before yesterday, it would be a bit inappropriate if he didn't move it out.

Jiang Hangting raised his hand and rubbed Ning Zhou's head, not mentioning what might make the boy sad, and said in a relaxed tone: "It just so happened that I have moved my household registration from my home this year. Now I am still alone in the household registration, why don't you add it?"

He paused and said, "Of course, you can be the head of the household."

After getting the marriage certificate, you can choose whether to move the household. Jiang Hangting's house can be moved to Ningzhou, and Ningzhou's house can also be moved to Jiang Hangting's house.

Ning Zhou originally planned to move his household registration out and set up a doorstep, but Jiang Hangting gave him another choice.

A choice that makes Ning Zhou more excited.

Ning Zhou felt warm in his heart and smiled obediently at Jiang Hangting: "I want Mr. Jiang to be my household head."

"I can't ask for anything." Jiang Hangting started the car and drove towards the police station.

At noon, Ning Zhou's household registration was moved from Ning Changxiong's household registration book and joined Jiang Hangting's household registration.

Ning Zhou looked at the household registration sheet in his hand, and the chill in his heart was completely dispelled.

He signed a statement of waived the inheritance right, and now he has moved his household registration out, which should have completely broken off relations with them.

In the future, no matter whether he is life or death, honor or loss, it has nothing to do with Ning Changxiong.

After Ning Zhou came out of the police station, he found a express delivery point on the map and sent Ning Changxiong's household registration book back. As he said before, he would not go back again.

The express delivery in the same city was very fast, and the express delivery arrived at Ning's house that night.

Ning Changxiong recently completed a major project and got off work earlier than usual. He had just arrived home when the express delivery arrived and signed for it.

He thought it was something Zhang Yao or Aunt Ji bought online, so he didn't care at first. Until he saw his name written on the column of the recipient, Ning Changxiong felt nervous and remembered the words Ning Zhou said the day before yesterday when he left home.

Ning Changxiong hurriedly put the briefcase under his armpit and tore open the express package with his bare hands. It was indeed as he thought, and it was a brand new household registration book.

Ning Chang's ambition sank, and he almost rudely opened the account number, turning from the first page to the last page, and repeatedly tossed and tried several times, but he didn't see Ning Zhou's page.

Ning Zhou really moved his household registration as he said.

Today is Monday, the first working day after the two-day holiday. I couldn't wait to remove my household registration without even waiting for a day.

Ning Changxiong only felt his temples swelling, and the blue veins on his forehead swelled, making his eyes red with anger.

He threw the briefcase to the ground with him, and he held Xuanfan's clothes with one hand.

Ning Zhou, I owed you so much, what did you owe you? You did you treat me like this?

Zhang Yao and Aunt Ji immediately rushed over when they heard the sound of the entrance and saw a mess.

Zhang Yao walked over to support Ning Changxiong and comforted him. Aunt Ji squatted over and picked up the documents and household registration sheets scattered on the ground.

"Young Master sent the household registration book back?" Aunt Ji turned around the household registration book and didn't see the page of Ning Zhou. His voice suddenly became the best, "Why is the young master so ignorant? He actually moved his household registration out!"

Zhang Yao rushed over in disbelief and snatched the household registration sheet from Aunt Ji's hand. After reading it several times but not getting Ning Zhou's message, her eyes suddenly turned red and tears fell.

Her feet became soft and she knelt on the ground, covering her face and cried bitterly.

"Zhouzhou is sorry, it's mom who is sorry for you... Why are you so cruel!"
To be continued...