Along the way, Song Qing leaned on Zhao Cheng's shoulder and pretended to be dead.

Song Qing even didn't look at it, but he could sense the gossip eyes from the group of melon-eating people.

Zhao Cheng is cold and serious in front of everyone, even if he has one more on his back now, the feeling he gives people has not changed.

Therefore, the contrast is very great, and no one would have thought that such a man who seems to be close to others would be so indulgent to Song Qing in private, plus careful and gentle.

Seriously, just looking at that expressionless face, who would have imagined that he would be so calm and swaggering all the way with Song Qing on his back in front of the public.

After walking out of Zhao Yuxuan with Song Qing on his back, Zhao Cheng put the person down.

"Wait a minute, I'm going to drive." Zhao Cheng said and took the car keys and went directly to the original parking space.

"Okay."

Song nodded lightly and stood in place waiting for him.

Soon, Zhao Cheng's car drove over and stopped in front of Song Qing.

"Get in the car."

"Here we are."

Reaching out to open the door of the passenger seat, Song Qing bent down and sat in the car.

Reaching out to close the car door, Song Qing reached out and pulled the seat belt to fasten it.

'Click', after seeing Song Qing's seat belt fastened, he started the car and slowly drove in the direction of his home.

"Let's go back and get the documents first, and then go to the Civil Affairs Bureau."

"Let's go."

The car left from Zhao Yuxuan's door and slowly drove down the street towards Zilan Garden.

Along the way, the breeze blew, and leaves kept falling outside the window.

Zhao Cheng took Song Qing home, and after getting the documents, he went directly to the Civil Affairs Bureau.

It is also very difficult to get married, and only when two people know and love each other can they naturally enter the Civil Affairs Bureau and become a family.

It's simple, it's quite simple, because it only costs dozens of dollars to register a marriage, and the marriage certificate is only 9.9......

After Song Qing took Zhao Cheng's hand and walked out of the Civil Affairs Bureau, he put the red marriage certificate in his hand under the sun and shone it for a while.

From this moment on, she was a married woman.

Looking at the tall man standing beside him, Song Qing stepped forward and stood on tiptoe, stretched out his hand to wrap his neck around his neck, and hung the whole person in his arms.

Song Qing looked up at him and smiled.

"My dear, I entrust the rest of my life to you, my people, my heart, are all yours, please take it."

Looking at her flower-like smile, Zhao Cheng couldn't help but laugh.

"Okay." Reaching out to wrap his arms around her waist, Zhao Cheng lowered his head and kissed her on the forehead.

Madam, please advise me for the rest of my life.

"Husband? Let's go home first? We're not going to eat at home tonight? Let's go out and have a good time and celebrate. ”

"It's time to celebrate." Zhao Cheng said and pulled Song Qing all the way down the steps? Head towards the parking spot.

On the way back? Song Qing took the marriage certificate and looked at it repeatedly for a while, and then neatly put it into the bag hanging on his body.

The scenery outside the car window was regressing, and Song was leaning against the window and looking out in the car.

Before meeting Zhao Cheng, why didn't Song Qing think of it? One day, his object will be a powerful minister from 1,400 years ago.

If this kind of thing didn't really happen to me, I'm afraid no one would believe it!

But she met it.

Such a bizarre crossing.

Turn your head to look at the man who is seriously driving, if you don't say it? Who would have imagined that such a man would be an ancient man from thousands of years ago.

After receiving the certificate, then the next step is the wedding. Zhao Cheng and Song Qing's wedding was a year later, so it was still early.

Now that she and Zhao Cheng have obtained the certificate and live together, or do they have a son? So the wedding or something, just wait slowly for the time to come.

The quiet days flew by, and in the blink of an eye, it was Friday night again.

This night, Song Qing's family went to the night market without dinner.

In the words of Song Qing and Zhao Yu, is it to keep the stomach to eat? If you go to see something delicious after eating, you can't eat it.

On the street, Song lightly took his son's hand and walked beside Zhao Cheng? They were followed by the Zhang Ling brothers.

These two children are changing very quickly now? Maybe it's because the food has kept up, and these two children are now a little taller? It's even more handsome.

For these two children? Song Qing felt that he didn't treat them badly, and after getting along, Song Qing still liked these two children very much.

Even the usual clothes for my son? Song Qing didn't forget to buy them either.

At night, the snack street is very lively, people come and go, all kinds of stalls on both sides of the street sell things, eating, drinking and having fun.

Walking in the night market, Song Qing smelled the fragrance of roast chicken wings and couldn't help but look up, and soon saw someone setting up a stall there to sell roast chicken wings in front of him.

"Son, do you want to grill chicken wings? There's grilled chicken wings over there. ”

As a foodie, Zhao Yu naturally smelled it.

"It smells so good."

"Let's go, let's go buy it." Song said softly and pulled his son towards the stall.

At this time, the chicken wings skewered together on the oven are being grilled with oil over a charcoal fire.

Occasionally, the boss brushes the oil on it, and it makes me very appetizing just by looking at it.

It's really charcoal-grilled.

"Boss, let's have ten skewers of grilled chicken wings, and less chili peppers."

Seeing the guests coming, the boss naturally smiled and greeted him warmly.

"Okay, wait a minute, it's not baked yet."

Next, after the boss saw that the chicken wings were almost roasted, he began to put various seasonings on the chicken wings. Among them, the smell of pepper powder and cumin powder is very fragrant.

After the chicken wings were baked, the boss took a big box with chicken wings and directly put Song Qingyao's ten strings of chicken wings into it.

"Your chicken wings are ready, should you take them away in a big bag or eat them here."

Song glanced at the simple small table next to the grilled chicken wings and said, "Then eat here." ”

"Okay." The boss smiled and nodded, and put the box containing the chicken wings on the small table. "Please slow down."

After Song gently pulled Zhao Cheng to sit down, he reached out and took a string for him.

"How about you taste it?"

"Hmm." Zhao Cheng reached out and took a bite, and nodded after eating.

"Not bad."

After hearing this, Song Qing also took a skewer and began to eat, this chicken wing is roasted on the outside and tender on the inside, as a foodie, whether it is good or not Song Qing naturally understands as soon as he eats it.

It was indeed very well baked.

"It's really delicious, it's very delicious, son, you eat it quickly, it's not enough to buy it."

After listening to Song Qing's words, Zhang Ling and the others immediately nodded.

"Yes, ma'am."

"It's Mommy."

"Young master, these chicken wings are so fragrant."

Zhao Cheng and Song Qing ate a bunch of all kinds, and the rest were solved by Zhao Yu and Zhang Ling.

After eating the chicken wings, Song pointed to the front side and said, "Son, there are roasted oysters over there, let's go over there and eat oysters." ”

Zhao Yu glanced up after hearing this, and nodded instantly.

His taste is the same as his mother's, so what his mother loves to eat, he basically loves to eat.

Oysters are very delicious, especially after roasting, they are topped with garlic onions and chili peppers, which are fragrant and spicy, fragrant and delicious.