The Second Master’s Little Ancestor’s Vest Fell To the Ground

He hasn't said a word since getting in the car, and the atmosphere in the car is a little gloomy.

Mu Changying clearly knew that this was the calm before the storm.

She licked her dry lips with her pink tongue, stretched out her little finger and slowly moved to his palm to scratch gently.

"A Yuan, I have no intention of running away."

"Shall we go to get the certificate? Then you won't worry about me escaping anymore."

Her little finger slowly hooked his little finger and clasped it tightly.

Mu Changying frowned slightly, took out a small notebook from her pocket, shook it, and said fiercely.

"Your household registration book is in my hands. If you don't obediently agree, I will tear it up."

She bared her teeth and let out a cold snort, her cheeks puffed up, and her fierce breasts made her look as if she had been soaked in a honey pot, all of which had been sweetened.

Rong Liyuan's heart trembled, his eyes were dark, he took out his finger and pointed at her smooth forehead, "Yingbao, you were arrested willingly."

Therefore, once you get his account, don't even think about escaping for the rest of your life.

The car suddenly turned a corner and drove quickly towards the Civil Affairs Bureau.

The director of the Civil Affairs Bureau personally interviewed them and saved a series of procedures to apply for a marriage certificate for them.

With the red book in hand, everything is worry-free.

It is justifiable to work with a certificate.

"Yingbao, you finally belong to me." The corners of Rong Liyuan's mouth curled up into a perfect arc, like a glacier melting and spring flowers blooming in an instant.

The restlessness in his heart was calmed down, and the eyes that looked at her were unprecedentedly hot.

She is his mountains, rivers and oceans, and also his radiance.

Mu Changying buried her head on his chest and rubbed it, "I belong to you from the beginning to the end."

His hands wrapped around her waist tightly.

"Yingbao, stay by my side for the rest of your life, as long as you want me to give you my heart."

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It's night, the famous capital city.

The night in early summer is a bit cool, the dark sky is dotted with stars, and the bright moonlight pours down.

The majestic and uniquely landscaped Rong Mansion looks extraordinarily quiet bathed in the moonlight.

At this time, a low-key car slowly drove into the manor.

"Yingbao, we're home."

Rong Liyuan wrapped her tightly in his coat and carried her towards the house.

Mu Changying lay in his hot embrace, her consciousness was fuzzy.

"Well... I'm sleepy, let me sleep for a while."

The voice that came out was soft and waxy, with a bit of nasal sound, like a delicate and pink little piggy acting coquettishly.

Rubbing her little head against his chest, she searched for a long time to find a comfortable position and squinted to sleep.

"Hey, go to bed after eating."

Rong Liyuan's dizzy eyes were stained with a layer of shocking and rare tenderness, and he freed his hand to gently pinch the tip of her nose.

The servants in the mansion saw that the second master, who had always kept himself clean and kept himself safe, actually brought a woman back in his arms, all of them were so stunned that their jaws almost fell to the ground.

"A bunch of dumb things."

The old housekeeper who took care of Mu Changying in City F also came back together. He saw the dull-looking servants in the hall, frowning and speaking with a hint of reprimand.

"Hurry up and say hello to Madam."

If this group of ignorant little girls made Madam unhappy, the second master would never spare them lightly.

All the maids came back to their senses and lined up in two rows, bowing at ninety degrees.

"Hello ma'am!"

The loud voice completely knocked Mu Changying out of sleep, and she opened her hazy eyes.

She nestled in Rong Liyuan's arms, glanced lazily at these maids, and responded casually.

"Well. Strictly abide by your duties and take care of the second master with your heart. Your salary will not be reduced."

The girls were sleepy-eyed, and their faces were flushed red because of their provocative voices.