Chapter 623

Han Qiyao didn't wait for Nanwan's voice, so he changed his hand to hold his mobile phone. When he was ready to ask again, the voice of Nan Wan came. However, it was not from his mobile phone, but he was not far away from Han Qiyao.

Clear but also make people feel trance.

"Empty handed?" Nanwan asked.

Han Qiyao was stunned

South evening is also standing at the door of the Civil Affairs Bureau, the position is a little closer than myself.

Asked by Nan Wan, Han Qiyao's mood is more and more uncontrollable. His hand in his trouser pocket is tight and his eyes are deep.

Nanwan walked towards Han Qiyao step by step.

On the four or five steps, Han Qiyao even felt that it was as long as a lifetime.

When standing in front of Han Qiyao in the South evening, Han Qiyao's voice was hard to say: "what do you want me to bring?"

Nanwan didn't speak. He put his hands behind him and watched Han Qiyao for a long time.

Han Qiyao did not speak, standing still, but Mou Guang did not leave Nanwan.

South evening seems to have seen enough, has been hiding behind the hand out, shaking, above is his account book and ID card.

Later, Han Qiyao didn't get a chance to open his mouth in Nanwan. He asked every word carefully but said, "Han Qiyao, you said I wanted to get married. Tell you, you will cooperate with me to get the marriage certificate at any time. Now that I want to get married, do you want to register with me? "

Han Qiyao was stunned

"I said it was at 555 Pingjiang road. I thought you knew it, but you came here empty handed. You really don't have a tacit understanding." South evening as if angry.

However, Nan Wan's face is always smiling.

Seeing Han Qiyao didn't react too much, Nan Wan's hand compared with that of the Civil Affairs Bureau: "your Chinese should be pretty good."

Han Qiyao's larynx is rolling, his thin lips are pursed, but his eyes are more and more deep.

South evening did not say a word, a show of hands: "forget it, when I did not say, go."

Results -

at the moment of turning around, Han Qiyao had already grasped Nanwan's hand and pulled Nanwan to his face with one effort.

That voice, deep and terrible: "really want to marry me?"

Nanwan looked at Han Qiyao seriously: "yes. So, do you want to marry me? "

"I marry." Han Qiyao's voice was deep and powerful, without a trace of banter, "wait for me here."

Then, Han Qiyao let go of Nanwan's hand and ran quickly in the direction of the car.

I can't be more anxious.

Even Han Qiyao felt that even if Nanwan was just looking for his own happiness, he would not care.

If it was a dream, he hoped that he would not wake up and complete the most solemn ceremony in the dream.

When Han Qiyao came back with his ID card, it was early autumn, but his shirt was completely wet and his palms were sweaty.

He gasped slightly and stood in front of Nanwan. However, he said clearly: "Nanwan, for the last time, would you like to marry me?"

"Yes." Nanwan has no hesitation.

"Married to me, I won't divorce." Han Qiyao's hand is tight, "this lifetime will not, no matter what happens, I will pester you to death."

"Good." Nan Wan's answer is very simple.

She took the initiative to stretch out her hand. Han Qiyao looked at the scallion white hand of Nanwan, a backhand, two fingers clasped, and then walked toward the Civil Affairs Bureau.

After all, Han Qiyao is still a public figure.

Nanwan and Han Qiyao were not married in the hall like ordinary people, but were invited into a separate room. As like as two peas of

, two identical forms were placed before Han Qiyao and South evening.

Han Qiyao bowed his head and wrote carefully.

So is Nanwan.

When she signed her name, Yu Guang in the corner of her eye first looked at Han Qiyao's position. Han Qiyao had already signed his name and put his hands crossed on the form.

There was something thoughtful about it.

And this kind of expression, see the South evening, still can't stop the heartbeat to accelerate.

All of a sudden, Han Qiyao looked over, and Nanwan immediately bowed his head. His signature hands trembled. He could not tell whether he was nervous or shy.

Han Qiyao coughed slightly and did not speak.

When Nanwan finished signing his name, he handed in the form. After checking, the registration clerk confirmed that there was no problem. Then he checked the certificate and stamped the marriage certificate.

After a while, two red marriage certificates have been handed out.

South evening looks at, the complexion is still some red, lowers the head, does not speak.

It seems that the courage to marry Han Qiyao earlier is gone, and suddenly it turns back to that shy Nanwan.

Han Qiyao gave a low smile, and suddenly pulled over Nanwan: "wife, look up.""Ah?" South night a Leng.

Han Qiyao's cell phone rang, and the two people's heads were set in a flash.

South night: "......"

Then, Han Qiyao quietly closed his cell phone, and said, "later, more guidance, Mrs. Han."

The face of the South night is more red.

"I was not very generous when I was asked to marry before. I'm sorry now?" Han Qiyao asked South night with a joke.

Some angry thump on Han Qiyao's chest in the evening, but still shy did not speak.

Han Qiyao smiled low, and Ren Nan played late, so the power of the way was not itching.

It was a bit of heartache in the South evening: "you can't protest for a moment?"

"Hit by my wife, yes." Han Qiyao smiles.

South night: "......"

Han Qiyao, however, was holding the South night hand, a serious one: "time is not early, now to the kindergarten gate waiting for the beautiful heart to finish class?"

"OK." South night didn't speak.

Suddenly mentioned by Han Meixin, let South night and slightly lower head.

Although, Han Qiyao has made Han Meixin call his mommy, and Han Meixin also called it. However, South night always wanted Han Meixin to know the truth, but such truth has always made it difficult to start the South night.

"Don't think much. "Beauty calls you mommy, and it's called." Han Qiyao knows what he thinks in the South evening, "when he is natural, he will always know. I don't think the beautiful heart will be confused. "

"OK." The South night was heard.

Looking at Han Qiyao, she felt relieved.

It was a natural sense of security. South night believed that Han Qiyao could always handle these things.

Later, Han Qiyao drove to kindergarten with the South night.

But the marriage certificate was carefully collected by Han Qiyao, and the young were carefully put in place.

Look at it in the South evening, and don't talk.

She felt that any detail could tell whether the man really cared about marriage, if not, why be careful, if not, why nervous.

Finally, the South night lips curved, especially sweet smile.

Until the car stopped at the school of Han Meixin, South night, he took Han Qiyao's car, waiting quietly at the school gate for Han Meixin to finish class.

……

It's 4:50.

Han Meixin was brought out by the teacher. When he saw South night and Han Qiyao, Han Meixin waved: "Daddy Bi, Mommy!"

Han Qiyao squatted down and held Han Meixin directly. He greeted his teacher in the South evening. The family walked in the direction of the car.

This time, South night did not sit in the passenger seat, but with Han Meixin in the back seat.

Han Meixin is a ghost boy, so he looks at the South night: "Mommy, say, where do you want to go with dad again, so seriously look at me."

Then, did not wait for South night to open, Han Meixin a showdown: "I can go to Nanchu aunt's home and play with chuyang!"

South night: "......"

"I can't be jealous." Han Meixin smiled, "you can play with dad boldly!"

Han Qiyao drives in front of him, listens to a slight cough, and can't help but laugh low. After being stared at by the South night, he stops laughing and focuses on the road ahead and doesn't speak much.

But, Han Meixin, but let Han Qiyao put on the heart.

He did not take South night out to play.

And South night looked at Han Meixin, a light cough: "not to play, but some things, to tell you."

"You said." Han Mei's heart is calm.

South night thought, still a little hesitant, after a long time said: "I and your father and I married. I didn't tell you in advance because I said it temporarily. Will beauty be angry? "

Han Meixin was stunned: "marriage means, you and dad will not be separated from each other?"

"Yes." Nodded late in the south.

She always felt that a little girl, no matter how much she likes herself, really wants to marry Han Qiyao, maybe the little girl is not acceptable.

It was like when she was a child.

After Shen Lu and nanjiantian divorced, nanjiantian also brought women back at first, but the consciousness of Southern later was rejected.

Even if she once had her favorite aunt, but finally, nanjiantian had the idea of marriage, South night also did not want.

I can't tell you that feeling.

So, when waiting for Han Meixin's answer, South night is always a little bit nervous.

As a result, Han Meixin lowered his seat belt so low and then jumped to the body of South night: "Mommy, now you are my right Mommy. I am so happy!"

South was late for a long time and never returned to God from such an emotion.

Finally, South night smiled, very lenient smile.

It's really a great feeling like this. As if all the clouds had passed, the rest was a clear sky.And Han Meixin chatters and asks about Han Qiyao and Nan Wan's marriage.

Suddenly, Han Meixin no longer looks at Nanwan, but looks at Han Qiyao: "Daddy, can I be a flower boy?"

South evening Leng under, some did not respond.

Han Qiyao said directly, "of course."

"Can I wear a beautiful princess dress? I think flower boys are like this! "

"Good."

"That's a deal."

"Good."

……

The atmosphere in the car is getting warmer and warmer. Nanwan looks at the father and daughter in front of her eyes. The smile in her eyebrows reaches to the bottom of her eyes.

……

At night, Nanwan and Han Meixin both fell asleep.

Han Qiyao opened his mobile phone and sent photos of today's and Nanwan's.

The content is simple: "you are enough for the rest of your life. 】

Han Qiyao's circle of friends is a pit that has not been updated for ten thousand years, and even has no content reproduced on weekdays. This is the only circle of friends.

Naturally, all the people were blown out, I can't believe the comments, praise.

But Han Qiyao just looked at it lightly and replied for a long time: "thank you. 】

after that, Han Qiyao did not look at his circle of friends, put his mobile phone aside and went to sleep.

The next day, when Nanwan learned about it, it was a screenshot of Nanchu.

Nanchu: [I always thought you and Han Qiyao registered that day. 】

Nanwan: [that day, I didn't want to. 】

Nanchu: [now would you like to? 】

Nanwan: [mmm. 】

Nanchu: [when is the wedding? Tell me, I want to make a big red envelope. 】

Nanwan didn't speak for a moment. Nan Chu called his mobile phone directly: "Nanwan, don't tell me that the senior student didn't plan to hold a wedding for you. Women still care about it once in their life. If they don't care what they say, they will feel all sorts of responses. What's more, what's more, his previous commercial marriage had a great fight. "

Nanwan was a little sad and laughing: "sister --"

"OK. I'm not going to mess with you. I think you must have a sense of propriety Nanchu didn't continue to say, "the circle of friends is one for ten thousand years! I started to think I added a zombie

"Didn't he send it?" South evening Leng Xia.

People like Han Qiyao feel that, at least, medical papers will be forwarded. At least she is.

Results --

"don't you know?" Chunan almost screamed.

Nanwan was serious: "I didn't add it."

At the beginning of Nanchu:

All right.

It's really a radish and a pit. A pot with a lid. The character of Han Qiyao and Nan Wan is really that they can't find a second pair.

At the beginning of a few words, the south of the Xiao south of a few words, and the beginning of the south of the voice of the south, and not to say the south of the voice.

Nanwan looks at his mobile phone, and suddenly opens wechat. He finds and adds Han Qiyao's mobile phone number.

Then, Han Qiyao's wechat post jumped out. He didn't even have a head portrait. It really conforms to Han Qiyao's style.

She clicks the verification to send friends.

For a long time, Han Qiyao did not reply.

Nanwan thinks that Nanchu's sentence is right. Han Qiyao is really a zombie wechat.

When Nanwan was ready to quit wechat, Han Qiyao had already passed the verification.

Soon, the word "input" appears on the dialog box.

Han Qiyao: [wife? 】

looking at the two Chinese characters in Nanwan, I was puzzled, but the words I typed were still serious: [mmm. 】

then, Nanwan's mobile phone rings. It's Han Qiyao's.

South evening picked up, did not speak, Han Qiyao smile: "how suddenly add my wechat?"

"Oh, my sister said, wechat still needs to be added. Check frequently, or you won't know what happened." South evening nonsense.

Han Qiyao was serious: "don't get too close to Nanchu. People in that circle at the beginning of the southern part of the country are not very normal in their minds. "

"Nanwan":.... "

"You are welcome to visit any time. If you need it, I'll ask Secretary Xu to call you with my monthly call records and bank card records. "

"Don't -" Nanwan was a little flustered.

She was just joking.

Han Qiyao was serious: "I'm not kidding." Then, his voice pauses, "I'm going to a meeting. I'll call you later, OK?"

"Well, I'm going to work, too." Nan Wan's face is burning hot.

This time, without waiting for Han Qiyao to hang up, Nanwan has already hung up the phone, covering the heart of the phone, and still beating fast.At that time -

Han Qiyao's car had stopped at the door of Han's villa.

When the housekeeper saw Han Qiyao, he rushed to meet him: "Han Shao, you are back."

Han Qiyao said, "is the old lady at home?"

"Yes, the old lady is in the sunshine room." The housekeeper said, "the master is there with you."

Han Qiyao nodded and went to the sunshine room.

The housekeeper has been in the Han family for so many years. He knows what Han Qiyao's every move means. He quickly dismisses the servant near the sunshine room and lets Han Qiyao go in alone.

And in the sunshine room.

Cheng Wanyi is still a little aggrieved. From the Han family's ancestral home to now, Cheng Wanyi can't calm down. Even her favorite flowers and plants can't calm her down.

Han Jianguo is afraid that Cheng Wanyi will do something again, so he is here to accompany Cheng Wanyi.

"Don't sit here." Cheng Wanyi was angry when she saw Han Jianguo, "don't you know? When I was in my ancestral home, how many people came to ask me whether Qiyao was married. Do you think I'm angry

Han Jianguo cleverly shut up and didn't speak, so as not to be provoked by the disaster.

"You speak." Cheng Wanyi indignant, "for a woman, you can talk to me like this, and then you can't go to heaven."

On the other hand, she was so angry that she had smashed things to one side.

Han Jianguo stood up and quietly picked it up: "wife, I said this thing -"

"are you bought by the women of the south? Don't you think Xiyuan is your daughter? Is that all right with you? " Cheng Wanyi's temper suddenly rose.

I want to eat Han Jianguo.

Han Jianguo pondered how to open his mouth, but suddenly saw a tall figure standing outside the sunshine room. It was Han Qiyao.

He immediately changed his words: "you see, Qiyao didn't put you in his eyes. Now he is back. Just come back. If you have something to say, nothing can't be solved in this world. At least it's still a family, isn't it? "

Cheng Wanyi just wanted to scold a few words, and then returned to her mind and immediately looked at the door: "what are you doing back here! It's not that you're very good with Nanwan. I don't think you'll come back any more

Han Qiyao not salty not light should sentence: "I pour to want."

In a word, let Cheng Wanyi directly smash the kettle on Han Qiyao's body. The water splashed out and wet Han Qiyao's suit coat.

The corner of the iron pot also smashed blood out of Han Qiyao's forehead.

Cheng Wanyi is distressed and angry.

Han Qiyao didn't dodge. He just stood there. He took off his dirty suit and put it on the bench. Then he looked at Cheng Wanyi.

"I have nothing to say to you." Cheng Wanyi preemptive, "now that my son is old, I can't control you."

Han Jianguo twisted his eyebrows, pulled Cheng Wanyi, and then looked at Han Qiyao: "Qiyao, you come back, sit down first."

"No Han Qiyao refused.

Han Jianguo also cold to eat a closed door, but it is witty shut up no longer open mouth.

Han Qiyao was born by himself. How could he not understand this attitude? What he said next was to anger Cheng Wanyi. He would not go back to the villa after Han Qiyao came back today. He was willing to stay in the main house for a few more days to avoid being implicated by innocent people.

But now, it is not to go, not to go.

Han Qiyao was not in a hurry to open his mouth. He bent down to pick up the kettle and put it on the side again. Then he copied the bag with both hands and slowly said, "Mom, Dad, Nanwan and I are married."

Cheng Wanyi almost screamed: "what do you say?"

"I got married with Nan Wan." Han Qiyao repeated once, but in a serious tone, "I will not divorce Nanwan. I will only stay with Nanwan in my life."

"You -" Cheng Wanyi felt that her blood pressure was going to soar.

What she didn't want to do, she put out her hand and slapped Han Qiyao.

The slap on Han Qiyao's face was so strong that five finger marks appeared on his face. Han Qiyao just turned his head slightly and did not resist.

He looked at Cheng Wanyi and said, "this fact can't be changed. I don't need your permission. I just came back to let you know the result. Whether you admit it or not, Nanwan is my wife. "

"Han Qiyao." Cheng Wanyi is really screaming.

Han Qiyao suddenly fell silent and stood still.

Han Jianguo twisted his eyebrows, but he really didn't expect Han Qiyao to do so first and then. Even in the early days of Nanchu, Han Qiyao had never done so before. It was impossible for them to do so, and Han Qiyao continued to do the next thing.

But now -

Han Jianguo thinks that Han Qiyao is really in love with Nanwan.

He should not stop, but looking at Cheng Wanyi, Han Jianguo really felt that both sides were not human suffering.Finally, Han Jianguo chose silence.

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