When the ring was put on, there were exclamations from the people around, Jiang Ying couldn't help but shed tears, she said to Lu Ting: "I hope she can really find her wishful husband this time, and she won't be displaced again." ”

Lu Ting witnessed all the joys and sorrows of Manyun, "I hope this more than anyone else." ”

An An had a whim, "Dad, after proposing, won't everyone kiss on TV?" ”

Everyone laughed: "Yes, yes, kiss one, kiss one......"

Manjun is very shy and wants to bury her face in the ground.

Ziming stroked her cheek, "Since they all want to eat a handful of dog food, how much should we feed them?" ”

There were still their elders standing over there, and Manyun didn't agree with his statement, "What are you talking nonsense, there are elders over there, eh~"

Before he finished speaking, his lips had been blocked, and An An smiled and blindfolded, "Ahh Shame. ”

Lu Ting also cooperated with him and held him in her arms.

There were many people, so many pairs of eyes staring, Ziming just tasted it and didn't go deeper.

It didn't take long for the fireworks to disperse, the balloons flew into the distance, and the people surrounding them also left, including An An, who was also taken back by Lu Ting, saying that they should not disturb his parents' intimacy.

Ziming and they were still in place, he hugged Manyun tightly, "I can't believe that the person in my arms is really you." ”

"If you run away from the wedding scene again, I can promise it won't be me!" Manyun said cruelly, but with an incomparably sweet smile on his face.

"Definitely not! But now I have a request. ”

Manyun thought he was saying something, "You have a request just after proposing?" ”

"I didn't kiss enough just now." After speaking, he put his arms around Manyun's waist and lifted it up, just enough to reach it, Manyun's whole body fell on him, his hands did not fall, and he could only balance by hooking his neck.

His nimble tongue slid into Manyun's mouth, sweeping all her breathing, and the entire rhythm was controlled by Ziming.

Within a few seconds, Manyun's feet were hanging in the air, and when she opened her eyes, she found that she was being held by Song Ziming, and she struggled and said, "What are you doing, this is not good." ”

He kissed harder and said intermittently, "What's wrong with being in your own home?" If you're not paying attention, let's see how I'll clean you up later! ”

Without saying a few words, they came to a room, and in a whirlwind, Manyun was placed on a soft bed, and the light was not very bright, dim, and ambiguous.

Ziming bent down, his voice was as low as a cello, he bit Manyun's ear and said, "Yunyun, you are so beautiful!" ”

He didn't know how many times he had said this, but every time Manyun listened to it, there would be a different throbbing, for example, at this time, she wanted to abandon all her reserve and fight Ziming for three hundred rounds.

She thought so, so she did so, she gently bit Ziming's neck, "Mr. Song, I also think you are so handsome, like a prince who came out of a painting." ”

Her words were like an aphrodisiac, igniting all Song Ziming's enthusiasm.

Spring is the most beautiful, when it is covered and cannot be discovered, it is even more beautiful!

The next day, Manyun woke up and saw a messy room, she couldn't help laughing, just when Ziming came in and saw it, he said: "It seems that my service was in place yesterday, and Yunyun smiled so satisfied." ”

She threw the pillow at hand, "You're in the morning, don't you bother!" "It sounds like it's angry, but people are full of spring.

Ziming smiled and picked up the pillow back, "I'm not happy anymore." ”

She pretended to be angry, "Say, you said yesterday that this is your own home, and you rented it to propose to me." ”

Ziming seemed to have heard the funniest joke, "Your man is so bad that he needs to rent a house to propose?" This is what I have been preparing for a long time, and I plan to give us a place to live in the future, and now it seems that the completion is good, and I plan to hold all the weddings here, and everything is ready. ”

She felt like she was walking into a trap, "That is, you have everything in place for a long time, just waiting for me to nod and agree to your proposal?" ”

Ziming was noncommittal, looking at her with love and pity.

"Are you so sure I'm going to marry you?" Manyun was a little unwilling, feeling that he was eaten to death.

"Haha...... Fool, I said what are you angry about. Ziming held her little face, "I don't know if you will marry or not, but I am very clear that I will only marry Bai Manyun as my wife, and if you propose marriage once, you will always agree." Anyway, apart from me, no one will dare to marry you, who will dare to grab a wife with Song Ziming? ”

When he said this, others said it was like saying big things, but the person who said it was Song Ziming, and everything became reasonable.

Manyun was also angry, leaning on his shoulder: "How many people are robbing you." ”

"Not much? It's all young talents called by Rongcheng, how can I not worry. He still had lingering palpitations about this, knowing that when she married Lin Zhihua, he wanted to die, thinking of this, he hugged Manyun more powerfully: "This time, don't want to leave me again." ”

Manyun's stomach gurgled, and she smiled: "I also have to eat before I can leave, I'm hungry and want to eat." ”

"I'll carry you down, and I'll already cook the meal below." As he spoke, he was going to carry her down.

She glared at Song Ziming, "I haven't got my clothes on yet!" "I don't know who ripped all her clothes clean yesterday.

Who knows, Ziming said: "If you say this, I don't want to eat." ”

"......" Manyun's expression instantly stiffened, and she could only come soft, she said glutinously: "But people are very hungry!" ”

Ziming had already gone to find clothes to help her put them on, "Do you really think I'm the kind of animal that thinks with the lower half of my body?" The rice must be eaten, otherwise how can you have the strength to be on it......"

"Song-Zi-Ming!!" Manyun yelled, "You get me out!" "Here for half a day, three sentences without leaving that.

The servants below all heard this roar, but after a while, they saw Mr. Song coming out of the room in a gloomy manner, and they didn't dare to come out, this hostess was terrible! Yesterday, Mr. Song was here to point out the appearance of the country, and no one dared to slack off, but their hostess yelled at Mr. Song like this.

Not only that, but when Manyun was dressed, Ziming was also very busy with his dogs, and he was afraid that he would not be well served.

The servants around instantly understood that it was this hostess who was in charge of the house!

After eating, Ziming pulled her out and walked out, she had just eaten a lot of things, and she was a little uncomfortable, "You slow down......"

"O woman! Yesterday you told me to hurry, the sooner the better. Song Ziming said leisurely.

Manyun was a little angry, "If you talk to me like this again, I won't pay attention to you anymore." ”

Ziming suddenly hugged her: "You don't know, what I want most is to talk to you like this every day." ”

Her heart suddenly softened, and her voice lowered a few degrees: "Don't talk to me in this tone, is this the reason why you can't talk about yellow jokes at every turn?" ”

He laughed a few times, "Actually, I don't want to say it, I just want to do it!" "It seems that it's useless to talk about it, Mr. Song is a chameleon, and the norm is yellow!

He didn't return to normal until his waist was pinched hard by Manyun.

They got in the car, and Manyun thought they were going to pick up An An, "I'll drive it, Lu Ting should be in the Bai family." ”

"You don't know where to go, what are you driving? Don't talk, it'll be there in a moment. Song Ziming said mysteriously.

It didn't take long for them to arrive at the door of the Civil Affairs Bureau, and Manyun knew what he was doing here.

"I don't have any papers." Manyun said.

"I've already asked Lu Ting to take it and send it over."

"I'm not pretty."

"Anyway, it's all about wearing it for me, and I just like to see what you don't wear, so it doesn't matter what you wear." I don't know how he came to this conclusion.

Manyun still has a question, "Can you change the day?" ”

"Why?"

"Because I'm not ready." She rambled on a reason.

Ziming didn't take it seriously at all, and pulled her inside, "Don't talk nonsense, I specially chartered the venue today, just so that we can take a good marriage certificate." ”

No wonder there is no one to say, this person is as arrogant as ever, and the Civil Affairs Bureau has all of them. Manyun thinks about it, since they all have to be knotted, which day will be different? If he can't get married today, he will do it again another day, so will others get married?

Although he thought so, marriage was a major event in life after all, and Manyun was still a little nervous, and he couldn't walk into the Civil Affairs Bureau for half a day.

"Song Ziming, aren't you nervous?" Manjun asked.

He looked calm and calm, "What's so stressful about getting married, although I haven't been married, I know what's going on." ”

He said it lightly, but Manyun was still a little nervous.

When he got inside, he took an oath and a series of matters, Song Ziming couldn't read it well, and the staff couldn't talk about him, "Mr. Song, you can relax a little." ”

Don't be nervous! Manyun snickered, "Aren't you nervous?" Haha......"

Ziming held on, "I'm not nervous." ”

"Then why are you always wrong? Can't read? "Manyun has to be scared.

He pulled Manyun closer and whispered, "If you scare again, believe it or not, I will make it impossible for you to get out of bed tomorrow." ”

Manyun's smile instantly froze, and he muttered, "Who can't get out of bed." The words were tough, but the voice was not so powerful.

As soon as you say a word, and I say a word, the staff all laughed, "Mr. Song and Mrs. Song have a really good relationship." ”

"Who's on good terms with him!" Manyun said unconvinced, "The marriage hasn't ended yet, and it's not Mrs. Song yet." ”

Ziming hugged her, "Sooner or later!" ”

Sure enough, it was the first time they got married, and they stayed in it for a long time, and when they came out, the sun had already set.

Their red book was redder than the sun, and Manyun held the book: "Mr. Song, please take care of me in the future!" ”

Ziming smiled evilly, "Well, I'll take care of it tonight." ”

Manyun is the most knowledgeable about current affairs, "Oh, it was a joke just now, I can't count it!" ”

"Not necessarily, I want to see how Mrs. Song made me unable to get out of bed." He doesn't eat oil and salt, and he almost grits his teeth when he speaks.

Cheapskate! How did you marry such a stingy ghost? Manyun thought to herself.

The setting sun constantly stretched their shadows, glowing with light, like two hearts beating hotly.