After making the decision, Lou Cheng and Yan Zheke suddenly felt the joy of being in love and the excitement of promising each other a lifetime regardless of anything else. The girl struggled to get up, but as soon as she lifted the quilt, she saw her white and dazzling face.
Her skin and the traces left by her boyfriend in his passion were so shameful that he quickly wrapped it around himself again and lightly kicked it downstairs with his left foot:
"Take out my pajamas!"
Both parties were so excited and eager last night that she didn't even have time to change!
Lou Cheng chuckled, stretched out his hand to hold the girl's kicked foot, turned over and got out of bed, walked naked to classmate Ke Xiaoke's suitcase, and pulled out a nightgown that exposed her collarbone, and Yan Zhe
While Ke secretly glanced at his muscles that were not exaggerated but had strong lines and a strong sense of explosiveness, her head was dizzy as she recalled last night. She groped for underwear under the quilt and put it on briskly.
After she put on her nightgown, put her feet on the ground, and was about to stand up straight, she suddenly frowned, showing a somewhat painful expression.
"What's wrong?" Lou Cheng stepped closer and supported her with concern.
"It's all you!" Yan Zheke raised her right foot lightly, kicked her boyfriend without force, and said shyly, "again and again..."
As she spoke, her voice dropped, and a blush appeared on her face, which quickly spread to her ears and neck.
"But it was you who took the initiative to 'provoke' the second time..." Lou Cheng complained a little unjustly.
"Is it my fault?" Yan Zheke turned her eyes and glared at him. As she looked around, she felt an inexplicable aura that made Lou Cheng reluctant to leave the house, a mixture of youthful and ignorant amorous feelings.
Lou Cheng lowered his eyebrows and chuckled, and replied in a deep voice:
"It's all my fault! It's all my fault!"
He "blames himself" with a satisfied look on his face.
Besides, except for the second time, it was true that I couldn't bear it and started the fight. I also forgot to pity Keke's frailty the first time. It was a bit too intense until she hung up the no-fight card, and the two of them
We held each other's arms and chatted for a long time, communicating spiritually.
Yan Zheke glanced at him with bright eyes, adapted, moved her steps, entered the bathroom, and closed the door.
After a while, the sound of a shower could be heard, which made Lou Cheng feel itchy and wanted to touch it and take a bath like a mandarin duck.
But in this way, he felt that he would definitely not be able to control it, and Keke would probably not be able to go out today, so he opened a bottle of mineral water, sobered up, quickly put on his clothes and pants, and began to search for what he needed to get a marriage certificate.
What materials, what processes.
By the time he felt confident, Yan Zheke had finished washing up and walked out with red cheeks. He didn't know whether it was because of the hot water or because he saw traces on his body.
Her hair was wet and hanging down, wrapped in a white towel to absorb water, her bangs were slanted, and the purity and cleanliness between her brows and eyes were tinged with a bit of laziness, a bit of tenderness and a bit of radiance.
Lou Cheng watched with a smile, as if he couldn't get enough of it. Yan Zheke pouted and turned his head, his eyelashes trembling slightly and said:
"What are you looking at? Why don't you come and help me dry my hair!"
"Okay!" Lou Cheng first used two white towels to absorb most of the water stains on his girlfriend's hair. Then he found the hotel's hair dryer and carefully dried her. His eyes were gentle and his movements were affectionate, as if he was caressing her.
A rare treasure.
This process lasted for a while, and Lou Cheng once again realized how difficult it was for a girl with long hair to wash her hair. Just the blow-drying process was so hard, and with other parts added into it, the whole thing was so hard.
Therefore, you must cherish the long-haired girl who washes your hair...
Yan Zheke sat quietly on the edge of the bed, enjoying the warm breeze, the heated zoom and her boyfriend's delicate movements, her eyebrows lowered and the corners of her mouth slightly raised.
The joy of thrush is nothing better than this.
"Okay, go and wash up~" Yan Zheke smoothed her black hair and pushed Lou Cheng into the bathroom in a sweet voice, while she rummaged through her suitcase and matched her clothes according to the weather.
When Lou Cheng came out after finishing the work, the curtains had been opened, and the sun was shining brightly outside. It swept away the gloom of yesterday and sprinkled pieces of gold in the room. The little fairy was wearing a light chiffon shirt, a denim skirt, and yesterday's gloom.
She was wearing sneakers, with her two bare, white and tender legs, her back against the window, reflecting the light, so beautiful that it was almost unreal.
While he was staring at it blankly, Yan Zheke was stacking the bedsheets that had been discarded on the floor after being looted and soiled last night. She looked over with her lips biting lightly and said with shame and embarrassment:
"What will the cleaning lady do when she sees this? How about we burn it!"
"If you burn it, it's not just the cleaning lady who knows about it..." Lou Cheng couldn't help but laugh, and dispelled Ke Xiaoke's naivety, and joked, "How about we steal it back and collect it?"
"Abnormal!" Yan Zheke snorted, abandoned himself and put the matter behind him, bent down to straighten the bed, and unknowingly took out his pair of skin-colored stockings from the bed, with the two people's pictures on them from yesterday.
A few traces of late passion,
Her face turned red. Remembering the beginning, she hurriedly crumpled her socks into a ball and threw them at Lou Cheng:
"You pervert!"
Lou Cheng could only respond with a silly smile.
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After eating the fresh milk cake, Lou Cheng directly arranged for a car to wait outside the hotel so that Yan Zheke would not have to walk any longer.
The journey went smoothly, and the two of them even had time to have lunch in the school cafeteria. When it was time to go to work at two o'clock, they walked into the school office building and found the Household Registration Management Section of the Student Affairs Office.
"Teacher, hello, we would like to borrow the household registration page, but I don't know what procedures are required?" Lou Cheng shamelessly entered the room first and smiled at the middle-aged woman sitting behind the table.
The teacher from the household registration management department looked up and blurted out in surprise:
"Lou Cheng, Yan Zheke!"
Everyone in Songda knows you!
Seeing that he was a "celebrity" in the school, a smile appeared on her face: "Why are you using your household registration page?"
"Teacher, you know that we are in love, right?" Lou Cheng said confidently and without any shame, but Yan Zheke couldn't help lowering her head and stretched out her hand to pinch his waist.
Lou Cheng felt painless but sweet after being pinched. He smiled and continued: "We both want to travel abroad before going home during the summer vacation. Why don't we borrow the household registration page to apply for a visa?"
This was the reason they had just discussed. If they wanted to use their household registration page to get married, the teacher would not be frightened. Then they would call the dean, the principal, and the parents, and things would become complicated.
"You young people now have more fun than we did back then." If it were any other student couple, the household registration teacher would have dismissed the matter mercilessly, but the two in front of me were very popular in school when they were in love.
As everyone knows, the superiors didn’t say anything, and it’s hard for me to pretend to be serious.
Moreover, if you really want to embarrass them, you have to consider whether you are afraid of walking at night in the future...
It is said that many boys like Yan Zheke, but after weighing their own bodies, they dare not approach her...
Can you play? You can play better than you think... Lou Cheng cursed, put on a smile and said: "Teacher, please help me, what processes do we need to run?"
"Others have to go to the college to get a certificate first, then fill in the reason form for borrowing, ask the counselor to sign it, and ask the deputy dean in charge to get it stamped, and then I can do it for you here." After the teacher of the household registration department said it, he smiled slightly.
, "But you guys, it doesn't have to be so complicated. The principal has personally praised it and everyone knows it. Just go to the martial arts club. Fill out a form and ask the teacher from the security office to get it stamped. I'll be fine here."
"Okay, thank you, teacher!" Lou Cheng and Yan Zheke said happily.
The martial arts club is booming day by day, and the relationship with the security department is very good. Others don't dare to talk about it, but Lou Cheng has no difficulty at all.
Ten minutes later, he rushed back with two stamped forms, met Yan Zheke who was waiting outside, and borrowed the thin piece of paper symbolizing his identity from the Household Registration Department.
Once this was done, the follow-up was simple. The two looked at each other, chuckled in understanding, felt physically and mentally happy, and full of expectations.
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In the shopping mall, Lou Cheng took Yan Zheke and walked to the place where couples' diamond rings were customized.
"The ones there are quite expensive. Let's go to the jewelry store to pick something unique~" The girl stopped him and smiled sweetly, "You have to save money and come to me more often. This is better than rings."
It’s much more meaningful! Wait until the real wedding and give me something expensive~”
Lou Cheng thought for a while and nodded with warmth and joy: "Okay, just listen to Coach Yan!"
The two found a well-known jewelry store, and after some selection, they bought two pairs of rings worth more than 60,000 yuan each. The diamonds were swaying, the brilliance was stacked, and the dream was just like what they were feeling at this time.
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After turning into the community, Lou Cheng and Yan Zheke followed the map and found a place where they could take their wedding certificate photos.
"We have clothes in ancient style, alien style, modern style, student style, etc. You can choose three sets of yourselves." The girl in charge of the reception looked at Yan Zheke's skin with envy.
"Yeah!" Yan Zheke nodded excitedly, looking through the various styles of clothes lively. After asking Lou Cheng for his opinion, he decided to shoot Hanfu, student style and casual styles.
After putting on a little makeup and changing into a loose Hanfu with black background and red stripes, Lou Cheng waited for a while before he saw Yan Zheke coming out of the dressing room, wearing the same elegant and dignified women's clothing as her own, with her hair already tied up.
, perfectly matches the dress, and looks even more beautiful.
Seeing her approaching step by step, so beautiful and picturesque, the tune of a wedding march sounded in Lou Cheng's mind for no reason, and he couldn't help but go up to her.
However, his romantic feelings could not last long before they were broken by the cameraman's constant instructions.
"Come closer!"
"Heads together!"
"Don't stick to..."
"Okay, okay, that's it, don't move!"
During this kind of shooting, Lou Cheng noticed that Yan Zheke kept shrinking behind him, and asked in a low voice in confusion: "Keke, what's wrong?"
Yan Zheke glanced at him and smiled sweetly:
"Stay back and look smaller."
This is a marriage certificate that will last a lifetime!
"..." Lou Cheng was speechless for a moment, but there was an unconscious smile on his face.
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The photos were obtained quickly, and the two quickly took a taxi to the corresponding Marriage Registration Office of the Civil Affairs Bureau, arriving successfully at early 4:30.
After carefully reading the requirements posted at the door, Lou Cheng asked Yan Zheke to stay in the lobby and fill out the form, while he took all the materials and found a shop nearby to make copies.
At 4:36, everything was done and they got the number before the staff got off work.
Today is June 26, Thursday. There is nothing special about it. There are not many couples who come to register their marriage. In less than ten minutes, the two of them got their numbers and came to the window.
After sitting down separately and handing over the materials, Lou Cheng and Yan Zheke glanced at each other and saw the excitement, anticipation, joy and inexplicable nervousness in each other's eyes.
The staff member was an aunt over 50 years old. She looked through the information carefully and compared the information on the Internet. Suddenly she said "Hey" "Are you still a student?"
Without waiting for Lou Cheng and Yan Zheke to reply, she glanced at the words "Eighth Grade Alchemy Realm" on the computer, fell silent, said nothing more, and started to follow the process.
After waiting for a few minutes, she finished making the certificate, attached a photo, handed it to Lou Cheng and Yan Zheke, and said:
"You remember to go to the police station registration hall to change the marital status on the household registration page."
Change it... Lou Cheng and Yan Zheke looked at each other in confusion for a moment.
Does this mean we are married?
Does this mean we are legally married?
The process was too simple, and the two of them couldn't adapt to it for a short time. Only when they were "driven" away from their seats by the aunt did they taste the change in status little by little.
Yan Zheke took the marriage certificate that belonged to Lou Cheng, looked at the photo of the two in Hanfu and the words June 26 below, the dimples appeared a little bit, and then took out the male version of the couple's ring, surrounded by several patterns.
Men's model with diamonds.
Her eyes seemed affectionate, she took Lou Cheng's left hand, stuffed the marriage certificate into her palm, and put the dazzling men's ring on her ring finger.
Watching the ring sliding down inch by inch, getting tighter and tighter, Yan Zheke's eyes flashed, and he suddenly felt an indescribable emotion:
The boy who had to run and pant before he dared to strike up a conversation, the boy who was at a loss when facing himself, the classmate who tried his best to make himself laugh and make himself happy, the one who braved the rain and waited all night for me, just for one side.
Boy, that boyfriend who was tired for me and kept silent about his own suffering, that silly Chengzi who took care of me in the palm of his hand, that Lou Cheng who practiced martial arts for me, shielded me from the wind and rain, and protected me strongly, is my husband, is me
husband!
We are married as husband and wife, and we hope to grow old together...
The atmosphere suddenly became solemn, and Lou Cheng took out the female version of the couple's ring from his pocket, a female version with a more complex pattern and more diamonds.
He stretched out his hand, took the girl's delicate white hand, stuffed the marriage certificate belonging to Yan Zheke into it, and inserted the ring into her ring finger little by little.
The sun was shining outside, and everything was so brilliant. Yan Zheke looked at it shyly, but he only pursed his lips and did not turn his head.
The ring moved downwards little by little. Looking at the girl's beautiful and elegant face, Lou Cheng suddenly had mixed feelings. One after another figures belonging to Yan Zheke, figures from the past, seemed to flash through his mind.
The classmate next door who just wanted to take a look at her every time he passed by, the goddess who couldn't help but glance at her when we met by chance in school, the beautiful girl wearing red and white Hanfu standing at the door of the martial arts club, that girl who seemed to never be able to catch up.
Qianying, that elegant girl who is more lively and interesting than she expected, that stubborn girl who always prides herself on never shedding tears when she is sad, that classmate Ke Xiaoke who accepts the confession and says that she will be happy for five minutes first, that has a special talent for coquettishness
My "little sister", Yan Zheke who likes to communicate without hiding herself, that little fairy who took away all my best memories of girls, is my wife from today on! She is my daughter-in-law, my wife
Got it!
The change of identity slowly hit her mind. Yan Zheke raised her eyebrows, looked at Lou Cheng, and said with a sweet smile:
"Hello, Mr. Yan!"
Lou Cheng felt great joy in his heart and responded with a low smile:
"Hello, Ms. Lou!"
After shouting, he couldn't help himself. He couldn't help hugging Yan Zheke tightly and kept whispering in her ear:
Yan Zheke's beautiful eyes were intoxicated upon hearing this, her face turned red with embarrassment, and she responded in a low voice:
"husband……"
The sun is bright and inexplicably timeless.
After a while, the two of them walked out of the hall hand in hand, took a taxi, sat sweetly next to each other in the back seat, and headed for the dinner place. After driving for a while, a song rang on the radio that the driver was listening to:
What kind of deep love can make two people commit their lives to each other?