Chapter 4058

Civil Affairs Bureau.

Autumn is September. Today is a sunny day.

Shen Zhiyu and ran Bai filled out the application for marriage registration under the gaze of the staff. The man slightly lowered his eyes, and the arc from the brow bone to the bridge of the nose was clean and clear. He took the pen and wrote down his name without hesitation. The pen was as sharp as a person, cold and proud. Ran Bai's heart was itching. He pinched Shen Zhiyu's waist when he signed.

Yes, Shen Zhiyu has a strong waistline.

"Be honest." Shen Zhiyu freezes a hand and holds dye Bai's hand.

The staff looked at the young couple and their eyes stayed on those two faces for a long time.

They don't have photos and need to take photos on the spot. Shen knows that when they meet formal clothes, they are cold and abstinent. At first glance, they are adults. Dyed white, they casually put on a Black Hoodie this morning. They have a strong youthful spirit. That face is so tender that the people who took photos for them suspect that they are minors. In fact, they are only a few years old. They came just when they reached the legal marriage age, Are couples so eager now?

"Come closer, sir, and smile." The staff said.

"Do you hear me? Get close. And get close. Don't take advantage of me." Ranbai tells Shen Zhiyu that her voice is dangling.

Shen Zhiyu glanced at her, her eyes warm and cool.

"Look at the camera -"

It can be said that this is a young couple with very high face value. The staff stared at it for a long time. The man in the photo had sharp and stretched eyebrows, shallow eyelashes, and a little temperature of the initial melting of ice and snow. The girl smiled naturally, wantonly lazy, red lips and white teeth.

The staff said, "happy wedding."

"Thank you." Shen Zhiyu said.

When the two marriage certificates arrived, ran Bai put them in his hand and threw them to Shen Zhiyu: "keep them for you."

The two have gone out of the Civil Affairs Bureau. The sun is thousands of miles away. Shen Zhiyu looks down at the marriage certificate, and finally closes it slowly. It is not difficult to see his treasure in his calm action.

"Can you kiss now?" Ranbai really doesn't care about the marriage certificate. She comes to Shen Zhiyu's ear and makes a cold voice.

Shen Zhiyu squinted and said, "get back on the bus."

The driver was very discerning and went out to "buy cigarettes".

The door was slammed, leaving only a bang.

Shen Zhiyu leaned against the window and trapped in his arms. He sealed his white lips. The radian of his eyelashes was attractive. His movements were attentive and gentle. He sucked kisses and ground them. People who were both slow and hooked couldn't stop.

"Second brother." Dyed white leans back against the window, lazily with no bones. "You're like a scum now."

Shen Zhiyu smiled, his voice calm and dumb: "scum is scum."

This kiss was different from last night. The last time was drunk. This time, they were completely awake. Neither of them had the habit of closing their eyes when kissing, and the temperature rose.

Dyed white's hand took advantage of the situation to make trouble, stretched out into Shen Zhiyu's shirt, and was ruthlessly held down by him. Warm and cool lips kissed her earlobe inch by inch. It was lingering red that she pried open her lips and teeth. Wen Sheng refused: "No."

"Can I get home?" Dyed white asked.

Shen Zhiyu gazed at her, his eyes deep, like the pond water under the Moonlight: "the wedding hasn't been done yet."

“……”

Ranbai feels as if she stepped on a big pit.

There are treasures in the pit. You can only get them by jumping in.

"You did it on purpose?" She twisted her eyebrows and bit Shen Zhiyu's chin.

Shen Zhiyu said calmly, "just know."

It doesn't matter to ranbai whether she gets married or not. She just dislikes trouble, especially when people at the mouth can't eat. It's too heartbreaking. She thinks deeply and bites her ears with Shen Zhiyu: "I have to give some benefits."

"OK."

The driver came back an hour later, trembling for fear of breaking what he shouldn't have broken.

Shen Zhiyu's tie was torn open, two buttons were unbuttoned, and the looming collarbone was exposed. It was a little messy. This inch of messy was even more deadly.

Ranbai finds a comfortable position and lies on Shen Zhiyu. Her fingers hook his fingertips: "where are you going?"

"Normally, it's time to date." Shen Zhiyu held her hand. Her voice was a little hoarse and her tone was calm.

"How does the second brother want to make an appointment?" Dyed white smiled, "open a room?"

"No."

Of course, Shen Zhiyu refused mercilessly.

"I bought a ticket and went to the cinema."

Shen Zhiyu has never been in love and never thought of falling in love. He got married directly for the first time. He has no experience with girls. He can only ask people around him. Watching movies seems to be a necessary love experience.

"All right."

Shen Zhiyu chose a youth film, which should be the type that girls like. Ran Bai just came back from buying coke and milk tea: "why not buy ghost films?"

Shen Zhi paused and asked, "do you like horror movies?"

"It's OK. It's mainly scary. When the second brother is afraid, you can hold me. I'll protect you." Ranbai said with a smile, "I'll lend you my shoulder."

Shen Zhiyu felt that he shouldn't ask her this question. His eyes fell on the thing dyed white was holding. His tone was tepid: "what junk food to buy."

"It won't kill you once. Don't worry." Dyed white handed him coke and milk tea. "Take it, you drink coke."

Shen Zhi meets a man with a frown, thin lips and a suit, carrying coke and milk tea in his hand. The picture looks a little subtle.

Ranbai praised him: "that's good."

This is a youth film "July and a half", which soared to the first box office this year. Ratings and word-of-mouth coexist. In short, it is out of the circle.

The movie star is a hot female star recently. I heard that she was hacked by the whole network some time ago, which was so serious that she was hit by black powder in a car accident.

In the cinema, the light is dim, and the first thing on the big screen is a round of July sun. The old buildings in the old city are high and low, and the wires are messy and intertwined. Three or two women sitting in front of the door are chatting. I don't know who's talking about the girl. The noise is filled with the muggy air, and even the wind is hot, raising the clothes on the clothes hanger.

"Mom! Why don't you call me? I'll be late!"

In the narrow and clean room, the curtains are half closed, the sun comes in from the window, the ground is mottled, and the dust in the air floats. There are piles of high books and pen holders on the old desktop, all kinds of notes are pasted on the wall, the light wind blows up a corner of the spread test paper, and the paper splashes up, revealing neat and beautiful fonts.

The girl hurriedly got up from the bed. Her hair was messy, her apricot eyes were foggy, and her expression was dull for a second or two. While complaining, she rushed to the washroom at the speed of coming out of the shadow. She pulled up her school uniform coat and schoolbag and rushed out.

"Hey! I'll put your breakfast in the interlayer of your schoolbag. Remember to eat it! And you must drink milk!" The middle-aged woman wiped her hands on her apron at will, walked outside quickly, looked at the girl's back and shouted.