Twenty-one: Successful certification

The alarm clock sounded with the first birdsong in the morning, the alarm bell was extremely harsh, Yan Sheng reached out and pressed it, and a few minutes later, the alarm bell continued to ring, Yan Sheng grabbed his hair, and then sat up from the bed.

"Why do you want to go so early to get a certificate, I can't wait."

With a complaint, she got out of bed and landed on her toes.

At this moment the clock points to seven o'clock.

After washing, she walked to the wardrobe, this time she was entangled, the best standard for taking wedding photos was a white shirt, so she only glanced at it, and took out a shirt and a short skirt from the closet.

She didn't like to wear pants, she always thought them were too ugly, and she didn't want her beautiful legs to be hidden by the fabric.

Yan Sheng happily changed into a shirt and a short skirt, and then sat in front of the vanity mirror and began to put on makeup.

Yuanshan eyebrows, delicate red lips, pink cheeks, makeup is just embellishment, her delicate face is now more moving.

Hibiscus is not as good as beauty makeup!

When everything was done, there were still five minutes before eight o'clock, and Yan Sheng took his bag and went downstairs.

When she came downstairs, she saw Fu Zhan standing next to the car at a glance, hooked her lips and smiled, she walked over, smiled, and charmed all beings.

Yan Sheng approached him, Fu Zhan raised his eyes to look at her, his eyes were slightly condensed, and he looked at the woman who walked towards him without moving.

Every time they meet, she can amaze him.

Yan Sheng stopped in front of him and looked at him.

A black suit, white lining, and dark blue tie are very simple combinations, which still highlight his nobility and elegance.

"Are you fascinated by me again?" Yan Sheng bent his eyes and smiled a little playfully.

Fu Zhan turned his eyes away, turned around and opened the co-pilot's door, and said, "Don't forget what you said yesterday." ”

What did she say yesterday?

"You mean to be conservative and wear such a short skirt?" Fu Zhan glanced at her and walked around the driver's seat.

Yan Sheng smiled, she remembered what she said last night, although she said it, but she couldn't bear her bad memory.

Anyway, he won't do anything to her, just wear it.

Half an hour's drive, when the two arrived, the Civil Affairs Bureau just opened to work.

It's not a special day, there are not many people who come to get a marriage certificate, Fu Zhan and Yan Sheng are the first couple.

After taking wedding photos, getting numbers, signing, and reading vows, after a series of processes, the two successfully received the marriage certificate.

Each held a copy, and the two went out of the Civil Affairs Bureau.

Yan Sheng took the marriage certificate in the car and looked at it again and again, and thought it was incredible, in just two days, she had done all the great things of all beings, she smiled a little self-deprecatingly, and said: "We are not the couple with the fastest flash marriage." ”

Fu Zhan's lips curled, and he felt that the word husband and wife were extremely pleasant.

"It can't be considered a flash marriage, we have known each other since high school." Fu Zhan said indifferently.

After collecting the marriage certificate, he started the car.

"Where do we know each other in high school, we don't even know each other's names."

And neither of them remembers each other anymore.

"There's no denying that you've been my girlfriend from the moment you won the award." The corners of Fu Zhan's lips kept hooking, and his voice was a little happy.

Yan Sheng turned his head to look at him, smiled, and said lightly, "I talked about my boyfriend after college." ”

So it's not what he says.

The curvature at the corner of Fu Zhan's mouth disappeared, and his mood suddenly became unpretty, and he asked, "How many have you talked about?" ”

He felt like he had a green belt on his head.

Yan Sheng folded his hands and counted, "One, two, three, four, five......."

She looked up and said happily, "Five." ”

Fu Zhan: "......" gritted his teeth, gritted his teeth, and wanted to kill!