"Actually...... It's the screws that are fine! ”

Shang Ya's eyes flickered, and her heart was so weak that she didn't dare to look at Qin Huai.

"I think you're weird! Can your screws be so neat?"

Shang Ya propped up her body and half lay on the bed, looking up at Qin Huai, the pajamas on her chest were buttoned off, revealing a deep ravine, and her pretty face wrinkled with a pitiful expression, looking at Qin Huai with affection, nodding like pounding garlic, quite justifiable:

"That's the screw in my house. ”

My boyfriend is still made of wood. ’

Then, Shang Ya muttered in a low voice. I can't help but pout.

"I was wrong~"

Shang Ya betrayed the cute Dafa, and it was really useful for the cute to pass the test.

Qin Huai's heart softened slightly, put the screws on the dresser, and shook his head helplessly, just as sleepiness was slowly coming, so he tidied up the messed quilt and slowly lay down.

The corners of Shang Ya's mouth curled, sister, I took great pains to finally get you into bed.

"Hug me, isn't it natural for a boyfriend to sleep with his girlfriend?"

Hearing this, Qin Huai stretched out his hand and took Shang Ya's piece of warm, fragrant, soft jade into his arms.

Fragrant, soft, warm, smooth......

Well?

Qin Huai's hand accidentally passed through the loose pajamas and stroked Shang Ya's slippery back.

Shang Ya's entire body stiffened, and her two hands grabbed the clothes on Qin Huai's chest.

"Don't go too far, just ...... enough"

Shang Ya's dubial and reserved way.

Finally, he closed his eyes and felt Qin Huai's hot hand roaming on his back, and his long eyelashes trembled and swept onto Qin Huai's face.

Qin Huai's heart rippled, and he measured Shang Ya's smooth and smooth back inch by inch, and Shang Ya's two small hands tightly grasped the clothes on Qin Huai's chest, spitting pandan in her mouth, and her breathing gradually sank.

Sure enough, Miss Shang Ya could only pay lip service, if she really shot live, she would actually panic.

"It's beautiful, more beautiful than anything I've ever sculpted. The most beautiful work of art I've ever met in my life is you. ”

Qin Huai put his hand in Shang Ya's pajamas, closed his eyes and muttered to himself, however, fatigue hit him, and he began to be unable to hold on......

"Little brother Qin Huai?"

After being stiff for a long time, Shang Ya slowly took out Qin Huai's hand and breathed a long sigh of relief, although he tricked Qin Huai's little brother into bed, what if the little brother was furious?

Is she half-pushing, half-pushing, or does she want to refuse and welcome, or does she not follow her mouth and become a stream of her own?

Wow. How can you think of such a dirty thing!

Shang Ya covered her head, leaned sideways against Qin Huai, and rubbed her palms against Qin Huai's face.

"I secretly bought a black and white silk pleated skirt to wear it to you, but unfortunately I didn't dare to wear it. It's still in the closet of the house over there. That was two years ago, though......"

Shang Ya quietly attached to Qin Huai's ear, anyway, Qin Huai couldn't hear it when he was asleep.

"When did you say you were going to take me to get my certificate?"

……

"According to your wooden head, I don't know how many more years I have to fight, and then my sister will be ...... when she is old."

Shang Ya was a little melancholy, she was twenty-five years old this year, and Qin Huai's little brother was twenty-two years old, three years older, so she was more apprehensive.

"Or I'll just forcibly pounce on you, cook raw rice and cook it to maturity, and then ......"

Shang Ya immediately shook her head, she had to wait for Qin Huai to have an idea and take the initiative to propose before she would agree......

Otherwise, it would not be sacred.

As a girl, you have to be reserved, even if the process is a little twisty.

Shang Ya felt Qin Huai's breathing gradually steady, and all kinds of thoughts sprung up in her heart, maybe she was tired of thinking, she carefully shrank in the crook of Qin Huai's arm, and slowly stopped making a sound.

After a while, Qin Huai quietly opened his eyes, looked at the dim ceiling, and then closed the ......

……

……

The next day.

Shang Ya stretched lazily on the bed, and her convex curves were revealed under the waves.

Take a shower, wash up, and change your clothes. Shang Ya walked downstairs.

There is no waste paper on the inkstone pool, Qin Huai didn't practice calligraphy this morning?

Shang Ya looked around and found that Qin Huai was busy in the kitchen.

"By the way, today's "China Arts and Crafts Monthly" newspaper came to you to shoot the cover, and it was filmed at our house. ”

Shang Ya leaned against the kitchen door.

"I know. There are two ornaments on the coffee table, a gift for you, you go and see. ”

Qin Huai turned his head and smiled.

"What a gift, a mysterious ...... of the gods"

Shang Ya pursed her lips and leaned lazily on the sofa.

On the coffee table are two golden wooden panels with dense rose patterns, apparently polished and glittering like satin.

- Golden silk nanmu, a precious royal exclusive wood.

Qin Huai carved them into small screen ornaments that could be placed on the dresser, and the back carved a special pattern with a very mysterious atmosphere and solemn atmosphere according to its dense rose pattern, Shang Ya could not understand it, but could feel a solemnity.

On the front, it is engraved with a sleek font.

Shang Ya's gaze fell on the words and browsed carefully.

On the first small ornament, with delicate knife techniques, a bas-relief with elegant words is carved in relief:

The two surnames are married, and a contract is signed.

Good fate is forever, matching the same name.

Look at the peach blossoms scorching on this day, and it is appropriate to have a room at IKEA.

The melons are long, and the Erchang is blazing.

I would like to make a covenant with a white head, and the book will be written to Hongjian.

Good will be the alliance of red leaves, containing the mandarin spectrum.

This certificate!

This......

This......

Shang Ya suddenly bumped into a deer in her heart, and hurriedly picked up another small screen ornament.

Above is also a little poem with beautiful words:

Happy today's Jiali has been completed, and a good fate has been established.

Poetry Guan Ju, Song of Songs.

Ruiye V Qichang, Xiangkai Ernan.

One heart and one mind, IKEA.

Respect each other like guests, forever harmonious fish and water.

Mutual assistance and sincerity, the oath of the common alliance of mandarin ducks.

This certificate!

After reading it, Shang Ya was so surprised that her mouth opened slightly, although some words were allusions that she couldn't understand, but she still understood the general meaning.

It's not ...... Is it something that you only say when you get married?

"Marriage certificate, don't you want to get a certificate?

The marriage certificate from the Civil Affairs Bureau reads, 'After review, it complies with the Marriage Law...... Registration is granted, and this card is issued'. That's not beautiful, I'll carve a marriage certificate myself, and then accompany you to get a legally recognized, two marriage certificates, okay?"

Qin Huai put breakfast on the table and said calmly.

So Qin Huai's little brother didn't learn calligraphy this morning, is it because he spent a whole morning carving these two marriage certificates?

The little poem above is very touching to read, and between the lines is Qin Huai's little brother's serious attitude and meticulousness towards marriage.

Shang Ya made up the sacred and pious picture when Qin Huai carved the marriage certificate this morning.

"You wrote these words? You carved them? You carved them for your sister, and you proposed to your sister?"

Qin Huai couldn't help laughing, the corners of his lips raised slightly, and he nodded.

Seeing this scene, Shang Yamei's eyes were filled with tears, and she hugged the two ornaments tightly, reluctant to let go. The light medicinal fragrance of golden silk nanmu wafts out, refreshing people's hearts,

- If happiness has a color, it must be the color of golden silk nanmu.

If happiness has a taste, it must be the light medicinal fragrance of golden silk nanmu.

"You choose a favorite passage, and the two of us will press the fingerprints together, and I will engrave the fingerprints, and the marriage ceremony will be signed. ”

"Uh-huh!"

Shang Ya nodded like pounding garlic, and then hurriedly shook her head: "No, I don't choose, both of them have to press their fingerprints, double ceremony, no, no, no, it is the most stable triangle ceremony!"

"Good, good, triangular ceremony. ”

Qin Huai looked at Shang Ya dotingly, and agreed with a smile.