Luo Qiao, Ming Siran.
"..." Seeing this scene, the little girl was about to cry.
Fairy love!
Luo Qiao filled it out quickly, and when he was done, she put her little head close to Ming Siran and looked at him.
Ming Siran's writing is very good, and it looks pleasing to the eye at first glance.
After a while, Luo Qiao asked him in a low voice: "Siran, are you nervous?"
Ming Siran tilted his head and met her: "What?"
Luo Qiao blinked: "I'm asking you, are you nervous when you come to get the certificate today?"
Ming Siran paused and turned his head: "...how is it possible?"
"Really." Luo Qiao stretched out her hand, pointed her white finger to the wrong place, and asked innocently: "Then how did you write the wrong word? If you made a mistake, you made two mistakes."
Ming Siran: "..."
He looked at the wrong word, coughed lightly, and said solemnly to the little girl in front: "Help me get another Zhang Xin."
The little **** the opposite side could hardly restrain her frantically raised corners of her mouth.
She frantically sighed in her heart, ‘ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh there are so many cute daddy Ming who are nervous before getting the certificate’, while trying to put on a professional face, she handed him a data sheet again.
After both of them filled in, the staff took them to the place to take pictures.
"The two get closer, yes, that's it, very good."
The staff in charge of taking pictures looked at Luo Qiao in the camera and joked with a smile: "This lady, even if you know that you are married to a good husband, please restrain yourself and don't laugh so happily."
Luo Qiao, who was unconsciously smiling very brightly: "..."
I didn't know who was on the scene, watching this scene, couldn't help but laughed out loud.
That little girl: Her sister Qiao is too cute! !
Luo Qiao's face blushed, and she blasted her hair at the photographer: "Just take a picture and you talk a lot!"
As soon as she had finished speaking, she heard the chuckle of Mingsiran beside her.
"..." Luo Qiao grunted with red ears and stopped talking.
The atmosphere during shooting was excellent, and the photographer satisfactorily found a suitable angle to take pictures of the two.
When the last photo came out, Luo Qiao's head leaned slightly in the direction of Ming Siran. She smiled brightly, her cat eyes were slightly curved, and Ming Siran next to her had black hair and black eyes, and her eyes were clean and youthful. There is no haze.
Youth wantonly, just as before.
The little girl who glanced at this photo was poked into a girl's heart in an instant, and the two of them are so nice! !
Not only is it good-looking, this photo is placed here, which is the capitalized words of childhood sweetheart.
It's so good, it's so good! !
When all the processes were over, the hot, newly baked red book was delivered to the two of them on the stamp.
When Luo Qiao took it over, her fingertips were a little numb.
The two of them looked and looked at just two short pages.
First encounter, acquaintance, love... Numerous pictures flashed in her mind, and Luo Qiao was holding the marriage certificate at this time, feeling unreality.
She is married...really married.
The subject is Ming Siran.
That boy who fell in love at first sight and who has loved for so many years.
After a while, Luo Qiao raised her head and just ran into Ming Siran's same peachy eyes.
The man stared at her, with emotions rolling in his eyes as well.
Luo Qiao looked at him for a while, her heart was hot, she opened her mouth and said slowly.
"It's legal, we."