It's really fragrant after the flash marriage with the black-bellied third uncle

"Yes, Dad, Mom." Duan Xiaobai greeted with a smile, "Is the new cue easy to use?"

Song's father, Song's mother and Song Jiahe were stunned when they heard the "Dad, Mom".

"I came in a hurry last night, and it was too late, so I didn't say hello to you for fear of disturbing your rest.

This little gift is an apology to you guys, it's my little one who didn't do it thoughtfully. "

Duan Xiaobai took Song Jiahe's hand and walked down slowly.

Song Jiahe glared at him: "Whose parents are you calling?"

Duan Xiaobai ignored Song Jiahe's "glaring" at her, and instead smiled at Song's father and Song's mother: "Of course I called our parents."

After speaking, Duan Xiaobai yelled again: "Dad, Mom, Jiahe and I are serious, not just playing around. I will be responsible to the end. As long as Jiahe agrees, we can go to get the certificate today."

Song's father and Song's mother, who originally held the initiative, were suddenly stunned and looked at Song Jiahe foolishly.

Father Song: "Are you going to take care of things today?"

Song's mother: "Shall I get you the household registration book?"

"What!" Song Jiahe felt as if he had been electrocuted, "Why did it involve me? Why did it become a certificate today? I haven't played enough! I don't want to get married yet."

Father Song subconsciously hugged the golf club in his hand, glanced at Song Jiahe, got up and prepared to go back to the house: "Let's make it clear first, whether you get married or not, I will not return this club."

Song Jiahe: ... "As for it, Old Song, you sold me with just one cue!"

Father Song responded, holding the golf club in his arms, and said softly, "Little baby, I'll take you back to the house now."

After finishing speaking, he glanced at his wife: "Now, the old Duan should say behind his back that our daughter is a scumbag, slept with his son, and doesn't want to be responsible."

Mother Song: "Who says it's not..."

Song Jiahe: ...

"Hey, Dad, the cue is your baby, what about me..."

"Go away! Annoying."

Song Jiahe: ...

But after Song Jiahe left, Song's father said to Song's mother: "It's much better than Yu Peng's thing."

Mother Song smiled: "Just because he gave you the treasure of the store?"

"That's not possible! If he dares to run, I'll break his leg with a cue. Let's call my parents today. It's okay. Now our daughter just wants to play and doesn't want to admit it."

"Who said it wasn't..."

……

On the other side, Duan Xiaobai drove Song Jiahe to the foundation.

Along the way, he was bored.

"Jiahe, do you really not want to marry me?"

"Jiahe, you're really with me, don't you feel like you're blushing and your heart is beating like a deer bumping wildly?"

Song Jiahe was somewhat embarrassed by the question.

She yearns for freedom and is reluctant to enter into marriage early.

The key point is that Xiao Bai gave her the feeling that he is the kind of person who doesn't need marriage to tie him down, and he will beg for nothing to stay by her side.

So, she coaxed him: "It's not long since we dated. Why don't you buy an electrical appliance and try it for a while?

And don't look at my parents, I'm an only child, and I definitely don't want me to get married so early.

If I had promised you just now, they would probably hate you for taking away their only daughter. "

Duan Xiaobai nodded.

"Well, you pack up your things tonight and come to live with me. Let's count it as a formal trial marriage, how about it?"

"Okay." Duan Xiaobai nodded, and then his complexion eased a bit.

The two bought breakfast and went upstairs holding hands.

Come early, the foundation hasn't opened yet.

A woman was lying at the entrance of the foundation, looking as if she was dead.

The two of them stared at each other, and quickly squatted down to check the woman's situation, but they didn't expect the cleaning aunt to come to this floor to mop the floor, and she yelled when she saw it.

"Ah—killed—dead—"

Song Jiahe refused to give up and pushed back the hair covering the woman's face, his pupils shrank again.

It was the woman who committed suicide after listening to the male Durban!

If he really died at the gate of the foundation, it would be a big deal!