For a long time, the lips are divided.

Su Qingqing lay on Yu Xingye's body and said softly:

"Let's change our clothes first. We're going to a very, very important place soon."

Yu Xingye paused, his breathing becoming heavier. He placed Su Qingqing on the table in the cloakroom and stared into her amber eyes, not missing any of the emotions in them:

"Is that what I think?"

Su Qingqing smiled but did not answer:

"You should dress more formally today. I think the white shirt behind Xingxing is a good choice."

Yu Xingye's Adam's apple rolled violently twice. He looked at Su Qingqing deeply, turned around and took the white shirt she mentioned.

It was also the white shirt he carefully prepared for today.

He took off his pajamas neatly and put on his shirt slowly in front of Su Qingqing, then walked to her side and leaned close to her.

The distance was getting closer and closer, and just when Su Qingqing was ready to be kissed, Yu Xingye chuckled, stood up and took two steps back.

Looking at the shirt clip, garters and cuffs in his hands, Su Qingqing blushed and asked:

"Why are you putting them in the drawer instead of putting them in the accessories cabinet?"

"Of course, it's to let my baby find them." Yu Xingye hooked Su Qingqing's chin frivolously, "My baby gets very excited every time I wear them, so I think my baby should prefer to help me put them on by hand."

The blush on Su Qingqing's face instantly spread to her whole body.

She couldn't argue with that at all.

After admiring her shyness, Yu Xingye sighed with regret:

"It's a pity that my baby can't help me put it on now."

Su Qingqing pursed her lips and looked up at him: "Why?"

Yu Xingye bent down, smiled and kissed her:

"Because what we are going to do soon is very, very important. We'd better not be late, right?"

Su Qingqing puffed up her cheeks and said in a muffled voice, "Yeah."

Jokes aside, Yu Xingye couldn't bear to see her being upset.

He hugged Su Qingqing tightly and coaxed her softly:

"But baby can take it off for me."

"Of course, you can put it back on after you take it off."

Su Qingqing buried her face in his full chest muscles and said,

"Then I'll have to put that black turtleneck tights on you again."

Yu Xingye chuckled, and the vibration of his chest was transmitted to Su Qingqing through the tightly pressed skin, causing her heart to feel itchy.

"Okay, baby has the final say."

Su Qingqing was satisfied.

She placed her hands on Yu Xingye's chest, raised her head and said:

"Go get dressed, it's almost time."

Yu Xingye rubbed her head: "Yeah."

Yu Xingye put on his clothes, and then took out the same clothes from the closet for Su Qingqing to wear, and then picked out a pair of couple watches for them to wear.

Su Qingqing tugged at her suit pants:

"This is the first time I wear pants like this. It feels so weird."

Yu Xingye was standing behind her and combing her hair. Hearing this, he looked at the mirror:

"How could that be? The baby is very beautiful."

Yu Xingye was not praising her like that just to coax her, Su Qingqing really looked very good in this outfit.

Her straight and slender legs were wrapped in black suit pants, which perfectly outlined her perky buttocks. Her white shirt was tucked into the waistband, making her waist look even slimmer. Her originally loose long hair was tied up high, revealing her fair and graceful neck.

Her upturned fox eyes curved slightly, and her originally cold and distant pupils were now filled with strong temptation. It was obviously a very serious formal dress, but it was extremely seductive on her. The contrast was so strong that Yu Xingye couldn't take his eyes away.

Su Qingqing looked at Yu Xingye's possessive eyes in the mirror, raised her eyebrows, turned around, held his face and kissed him:

"It's my turn to comb Xingxing's hair."

Yu Xingye raised the corner of his mouth and handed her the comb: "Okay."

He sat on the chair, looking through the mirror at Su Qingqing who was carefully braiding her hair, pursed his lips, and asked:

"Baby, do you know that you need to bring both of your household registration books to register?"

Su Qingqing glanced at him amusedly: "Am I that stupid?"

"Which Civil Affairs Bureau are we going to later? Did you make an appointment in advance, baby?"

"you guess."

Yu Xingye felt a little frustrated. Although he already had a guess, he didn't dare to be really sure until he heard her exact answer.

Su Qingqing picked a little fox headband for Yu Xingye to wear, patted his shoulder, and said with a smile:

"Xingxing, take out the file bag from the jewelry cabinet. We'll be leaving now."

Yu Xingye tensed up instantly. He stiffly opened the jewelry cabinet and searched for her file bag for a long time but couldn't find it.

"No."

Hearing the nervousness in his tone, Su Qingqing hugged him from behind helplessly:

"Don't worry, it's in another jewelry cabinet."

Only then did Yu Xingye remember that there was a cabinet specifically for storing the jewelry they had worn.

He turned around, picked up Su Qingqing, and strode to the cabinet in one step. He raised his hand slightly, but did not dare to touch her.

Su Qingqing saw that he was a little hesitant and teased him deliberately:

"How come the dignified head of the Yu family can't even open a cabinet?"

Yu Xingye lowered his head and rubbed her cheek:

"Because it contains something very important to me."

So it's inevitable to be a little timid.

Su Qingqing kneaded the back of his neck soothingly and kissed the corner of his mouth gently:

"Don't be afraid, the stars have done a great job, you deserve it."

In this world, no one can love her more than Yu Xingye.

No one can love Yu Xingye more than her.

Just like birds are born to fly and fish are born to swim, they are destined to be together.

Yu Xingye tilted his head and let her kiss fall on his lips. Feeling the softness on her lips, the nervousness and fear in his heart gradually dissipated.

Su Qingqing touched his cheek and said softly:

"Open it."

Yu Xingye hummed softly, stretched out his hand and firmly opened the cabinet that he usually wouldn't even look at.

The jewelry cabinet is filled with various top-quality jewellery. They were all carefully selected by Yu Xingye for Su Qingqing. Each piece had accompanied Su Qingqing to banquets of all sizes, and each piece would be snapped up by countless people.

Perhaps many years later, they will reappear in the public eye as charity auction items, but now, they can only stay here quietly. Even if they welcome their owners, they cannot attract their attention at all.

Yu Xingye stared at the transparent file bag in the middle and swallowed unconsciously.

He gently took out the file bag, looked at the two household registration books placed side by side inside, calmed his rapidly beating heart, and said softly:

"How did baby get my household registration book out of the old house?"

Su Qingqing chuckled: "Secret."

She pinched Yu Xingye's chin and asked him to look at her:

"Now, let's go to the garage."

Yu Xingye took a deep breath, held her in his arms and strode towards the garage.

Although the speed was fast, Su Qingqing didn't feel any bumps at all.

But Yu Xingye's anxiety was extremely obvious. It was rare for her to feel this kind of emotion from him outside of the bed. For a moment, she felt both amused and touched.

After a while, Su Qingqing saw that they had arrived at the garage. Seeing Yu Xingye was about to walk towards the business car without stopping, she quickly pulled his collar:

"I'm not taking this car today."

Yu Xingye looked along her slender white fingers and saw the Koenigsegg ONE1 that he gave to Su Qingqing to celebrate her passing the driving test.

It stayed there quietly. The pure white top-level supercar was depicted with the Yu family crest. Such a simple appearance was filled with a strong sense of oppression, making people dare not approach it at all.

"On such an important day, of course I have to ride in the coolest car." Su Qingqing smiled and pressed the car key that she had taken out from somewhere, "I just don't know if Mr. Yu dares to ride in my car."

Yu Xingye turned around, opened the car door, put her in the driver's seat, leaned over and whispered in her ear:

"I can't ask for it."

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