Growing Fond of You, Mr Nian

Chapter 1493: Please Marry You

"It's okay," a woman on the side said with a smile. "You all look so good, you don't need to wait in line, you have priority."

"Yes, yes," the melon-eating crowd on the side quickly responded. "We will bring you the Civil Affairs Bureau. Please marry you in place."

Yan Su: "..."

So now she might not even want to get married, right?

Moriusi, however, hooked his lips and was very satisfied. "Since that is the case, hurry up and sign."

Yan Su had no problem, and could only silently sign them.

Not long after, the Aunt of the Civil Affairs Bureau took the form and asked them to fill it out. When she saw Molucy's age, the aunt said meaningfully: "Lady, just past the legal age to get married."

Moriusi hooked his lips, yes, he only finished his 22nd birthday in May. Fortunately, Mo Jin gave birth to him in the Qixi Festival.

The formalities were handed over, and when preparing to sign, Yan Suqi brushed and felt that a group of people on the side were pulling their mobile phones to shoot them.

She immediately felt the pressure, wasn't she just getting married, how could it be like a live broadcast.

"Susu, hurry up," the crowd eating melon urged.

Molucy also watched her without interrupting the group.

Yan Su secretly funny, bowed his head and signed.

A live voice from a vibrato veteran sounded on the side: "Just now, Yan Su signed, let us warmly congratulate the new couple."

Yan Su: "..."

How did she feel like she was at the wedding scene.

After getting the certificate, before she could have mixed feelings, there was a warm applause.

"That ... thank you, we are gone," Yan Su really couldn't stay, and fled Molouxi into the desert.

But as soon as he arrived at the door, he was blocked by reporters who came over.

Molucy guarded her into the car and refused to shoot, but there were too many onlookers.

Fortunately, Xiang Wan also rushed over and sent reporters a candy, which allowed the two to get on the car smoothly.

"My God, why is it so tired to pull a card," Yan Suchang breathed.

"No, I think it's fine," Moliuxi played with the two's marriage certificate, took a photo, and tweeted: From now on, please call me Yan Su's husband.

After seeing it, Yan Su also forwarded: From now on I am Mrs. Mo ...

Molouxi looked at Weibo for a while, then turned his head and whispered: "Mrs. Mo ..."

Yan Suchi lip smiled a little, ashamed.

"Mrs. Mo ... Mrs. Mo ..." When he saw this, he kept coming forward and lowering his head.

"Morius, you're endless," Yan Su glared angrily.

"It's not over," Molucy shook her hand, "Mrs. Mo, take you somewhere today, but a little far away. It's been two hours by car and still in Suzhou."

"Why go there," Yan Su thought for a while, "Must you go eat Yangcheng Lake hairy crabs, it's not that season now."

Molucy: "..."

Does he only have food in her eyes?

On the way, I received a call from Lausanne, "You two are married with a high profile."

It is really bad to envy someone in the family, while saying that they are boastful, but also envy.

"I don't want to," Yan Su smiled bitterly. "I was recognized somehow wearing a mask."

"Bless you anyway," Lausanne said sincerely. "Today you tell us what you plan to celebrate."

"I don't know. Lucy said he took me to Suzhou."

Second more. . .

(End of this chapter)