The wealthy little wife: BOSS adults entangled in the door

Li Kun kept resisting, but was turned around by him. She blushed and was about to scold him, but when she opened her mouth, she froze and stared at the opposite side.

Where is this airport?Not at all.

It was an office building on the street that looked a bit dilapidated in appearance, and there was a long sign hanging on the outside, with black and gray words on it: "Marriage Registration Office of Civil Affairs Bureau of District XX".

She was baffled, what was this guy doing here?

She didn't have time to hesitate, she had already been pulled by him and walked in.She sensed something was wrong, and wanted to break free from his hand a few times, but he simply wrapped his arms around her shoulders with an even more affectionate expression.

Early in the morning, there were not many people, only a few people were scattered.

The clerk smiled politely: "Your household registration book, ID card... Okay, first fill out these two forms, and then go to the second floor to take pictures. First pay, the cost of work is 9 yuan, and the photo fee is 20 yuan. Yuan, materials photocopying fee 2 Yuan...Okay, fill out the form here, please sit down..."

Two pens, two forms.

Qu Cunzi finished writing and began to scribble and write, and it was finished in a short while.

He looked up and saw that Fang Likun was still sitting stupidly, holding the pen in his hand without moving.

"Little Treasure, are you stupid? Can't you even write your own name and occupation? Can't memorize your ID card number? Just copy it down..."

She remained motionless.

"What a fool, or else, I'll write it for you, bring it, and I'll write it for you..."

A staff member came over: "Sir, this form must be filled out by myself."

Qu Cunzi smiled: "She can't write."

"This……"

The staff was full of suspicion, staring at Fang Likun, thinking, these days, there are still young women who can't write?How can it be?

"Xiaobao, come, I'll help you write, you just need to sign..."

He went to get her paper, but she glared at him.

He lowered his voice and smiled: "Xiaobao, are you writing or not?"

"!!!"

"If you don't write..." He rolled his eyes and immediately asked, "Xiaobao, do you love me?"

"..."

"Xiaobao, do you love me or not?"

His voice became louder: "If you don't write today, I will ask a hundred questions here..."

At this time, a few more people came in one after another, but this guy was still here asking these irrelevant questions loudly and aggressively.Everyone's curious eyes drifted over, Fang Likun blushed, lowered his head and quickly picked up a pen and began to fill in.

After finishing writing soon, when Qu Cunzi saw the words "Fang Likun" flamboyantly at the end, she was elated and laughed.

"Let's go, Xiaobao, let's take a picture."

In the photo studio on the second floor, the photographer had a serious face: "The two of you get closer, and then get closer... The man stretched out his hand and put it on the lady's shoulder... Yes, that's it..."

Squeeze.

"No, Ma'am didn't smile...Why are you so serious? Smile, please, this is a wedding photo, nothing else, you must smile...Yes, that's it, smile naturally...or unnaturally...OK, OK, OK..."

Squeeze.

This time, the faces of the two were completely fixed.

After a few minutes, the photo came out.

He was full of smiles, and she was also full of smiles, but she was smiling dumbly, like a fool.

Qu Cunzi was extremely proud: "Xiaobao, look, I'm prettier than you."

She glared at him, obviously because she was more beautiful.

Paste the photo, stamp it with a steel seal, well, the country has been decided.

(Hey, are you all satisfied? Don’t forget, there’s still more to come…)