"Get out of the car, huh?" Huo Qingsui raised his eyes to her, his low voice with mature magnetism.

Xia Wan looked at him, her honey-colored little mouth pouted slightly. The next second she opened her arms, and her soft voice unconsciously brought a coquettish voice: "Then hug me."

"good."

Huo Qing followed her and hugged her into the Civil Affairs Bureau.

Xia Wan snuggled in his arms, his clear breath was filled with his faint smell of mint tobacco. She looked up and looked at his handsome and gentle face, and felt extremely relieved at this moment.

Marriage registration is actually a very simple thing, and Huo Qing had already said hello when he was with Di Jing, so now they just need to fill out the form.

Xia Wan held the pen and bit her lip, as if she was worried about how to fill it out.

With a glance, she found that the man beside her had filled it up. She poked him and muttered in dissatisfaction: "Why are you so fast?" Without waiting for his answer, she said to herself, "Forget it, then I'll hurry up too."

Xia Wan turned her attention to the table again, stroke by stroke, and was extra serious.

Finally, she bent her crescent moon proudly: "Hmm, my handwriting looks good."

Huo Qingsui laughed slightly, but he was still a drunk cat who was just a little narcissistic occasionally.

After filling out the form, the staff must stamp the marriage certificate.

"Wait a minute!" Xia Wan suddenly stood up, leaning forward with her hands blocking her movements.

"Mrs. Huo?"

Xia Wan ignored her and bent her little head and looked at the man beside her: "I don't know what your name is yet, it's unfair."

Staff: "..." Mrs. Huo doesn't know who Mr. Huo is?

"Huo Qingsui." Huo Qingsui raised his eyebrows and spoke indifferently.

"Huo Qingsui?" Xia Wan repeated in a low voice.

"Um."

Xia Wan bit her lip: "It sounds a little familiar. Huo Qingsui, Huo Qingsui..."

She recited it over and over again.

The three words that were spit out from her little mouth were soft and soft.

Huo Qingsui suddenly felt like her mouth was dry and her tongue was so dry that she was screaming. Her whole body was tense, and she even had the urge to grab her lips and taste it carefully.

He couldn't help but approach her.

"Ah! I remembered it!" Xia Wan suddenly spoke, and a cunning light flashed in her clear eyes. "Private life becomes a mystery, feelings become a mystery, and all kinds of mystery make it a mystery, the ascetic male god Huo Qingsui?! Well, I don't seem to lose money when I get married to you. Okay, then stamp it!"

The staff member's mouth twitched slightly and handed over the two red books: "Mr. Huo, Mrs. Huo, happy wedding."

Xia Wan happily took it and waved at Huo Qingsui: "Let's go! Let's go home!"

I didn't expect to take a step forward, and the fruit wine's stamina came up again, and her head was dizzy and staggered, and she almost fell down.

"Be careful." Huo Qing quickly hugged her waist with his eyes, with a faint helplessness between his eyebrows and eyes.

Wutong Road Villa.

Huo Qing followed Xia Wan and went straight to the master bedroom on the second floor.

He glanced down at her and smiled. No one would have thought that she, who was now quiet in his arms, was like a child on the way back, and almost removed the car.

His palm was still pressed against her waist and gently put her onto the bed. Huo Qing pulled away and got up and was about to leave.

The hand that didn't want to wrap around his neck suddenly pulled down, and the two of them had their noses against each other.

"Don't leave..."

Her warm breath slowly spread on Huo Qingsui's face, like a feather, gently brushing by.

The Adam's apple rolled hard, and Huo Qing's eyes gradually became deeper.

"Xia Wan..." he called her, his voice becoming hoarse.

"Hmm?" Xia Wan opened her eyes slightly, her eyes blurred and charming. She looked at him and licked her lips unconsciously.

Huo Qingsui felt that his reason was collapsing.
Chapter completed!