Paper wedding business [Entertainment circle]

Chu Youqing’s residence in Myanmar has an apartment with two bedrooms and one living room, and a small study room, which is full of old documents of Xi Jinzhi’s company.

Cen Zhiwan's body was wet, and his soft hair was soaked in the rain, and it was divided into several strands, sticking to his porcelain-like cheeks, much more embarrassing than the little flower dog. After all, this dog had been enjoying happiness in Cen Zhiwan's arms.

Chu Youqing brought two bath towels, one big and one small, and handed them to Cen Zhiwan, and said lightly, "The small one wipes your hair, and the big one wraps your body, understand."

As a first grader in primary school, Cen Zhiwan was only in second grade after the summer vacation, as if she really needed such care, she hugged the soft bath towel to her chest, raised her face and asked Chu Youqing, "Will you wash with me? "

Bright eyes are extra moist on rainy days.

Chu Youqing was in a trance for a while, she felt that Cen Zhiwan asked very calmly, without any distracting thoughts, but she thought a lot.

Two people who take a shower together will get married in the future...

Campus urban legends, Article 190 stipulates...

Chu Youqing took a step back, lowering his eyes to avoid Cen Zhiwan's gaze, "No need."

Cen Zhiwan said "Oh" and asked again: "Then can I put the loquat under the shower and wash it? Don't worry, the loquat will not shed hair!"

Chu Youqing walked to the dining table, wiped the water droplets on the leather file and schoolbag with a square handkerchief with blue lace, once or twice, "Okay."

Cen Zhiwan bent her slender waist, picked up the little flower dog from the wooden leg of the sofa, and hurried to the bathroom, "Chu Youqing, we will wash it faster."

After all, the figure like bean sprouts disappeared, Chu Youqing threw down the handkerchief, looked at the school skirt that was wet from the rainstorm, filled with resentment.

Does it matter if they wash together?

Change your wet clothes early, rinse your waist-length hair, how comfortable it is.

Other little girls can.

Anyway, Cen Zhiwan couldn't do it.

As for why not...

Chu Youqing picked up the handkerchief from the table, pressed the slightly hot cheek, and exhaled lightly, um, it's so cool.

With the sound of water, the little flower dog barked twice happily, and Cen Zhiwan giggled.

Chu Youqing sat at the desk in the bedroom, paused the black fountain pen in her hand, and after a while, she hugged the homework and the book to her chest, put them on the dining table in the living room, continued to brush with the tip of the pen, and sank into the ocean of knowledge.

Soon, Cen Zhiwan came out with bare feet, and asked softly, "Chu Youqing...are you doing your homework..."

Chu Youqing was very devoted, "Yes."

"Oh..." Cen Zhiwan squatted down, raised a white and beautiful index finger, and made a "shush" movement to silence the little flower dog, "We can't argue."

The little flower dog whimpered, and with Cen Zhiwan's consent, ran to the sofa, rubbed against the brown-green sofa that stood like a big dog, and then played with the big green dog chasing its own tail.

Cen Zhiwan bit her nails, stared at the dog intently, and sat down at the corner of the dining table in doubt, "... loquat, are your mother's spots green??"

There was a puff of laughter in my ear, which was very pleasant, like drizzle beating on white ivory.

Cen Zhiwan turned her slender neck, not knowing why, "Chu Youqing?"

The neat skirt of the school uniform floated past her eyes, Chu Youqing turned her eyes a little, and said coldly: "I'm going to take a bath. You change your clothes."

Cen Zhiwan got a new set of clothes, pure cotton home clothes, thin and supple, although long-sleeved trousers, but neither cold nor hot, breathable and sun-proof, can survive the dry and rainy seasons in Myanmar.

It's just bigger.

Cen Zhiwan rolled up her sleeves and asked, "Who did you buy this for?"

Chu Youqing blow-dried her hair in front of the half-length mirror, her waist formed a soft arc, "My mother bought it for me. She doesn't remember the size."

Cen Zhiwan had some feelings in her heart, she was too young to tell the specific taste, her thin lips moved, she spoke softly, and then asked: "...Is your mother coming back for dinner today?"

The hair dryer sent a trace of sweet girly body fragrance, and the daily standard answer, "I won't come back. Are you... hungry."

Cen Zhiwan shook her face, put her knees together, and solemnly said in the gap between the whistling wind: "Chu Youqing, this is actually quite good. My mother doesn't come home often, and neither does your mother. From now on we At home, there is no problem of mother-in-law and daughter-in-law."

The hair dryer suddenly became silent, as if being choked by the throat of fate.

Cen Zhiwan shook her smooth little feet and smiled, "You're right!"

What a big-headed ghost to you.

Chu Youqing's hair was almost blown, so she had to turn on the horsepower again, and then blowed for more than ten minutes, her ears were ringing, pretending not to hear Cen Zhiwan's deep understanding of human society.

"Where did you hear that?" Chu Youqing couldn't help asking when he finally put down the hair dryer.

It's so strange, this child is not the reincarnation of Wenquxing, is he No. 1 in the sociology test?

Cen Zhiwan attached great importance to every question Chu Youqing asked, even though Chu Youqing's casual tone seemed to be okay if he didn't answer, "I'm from..."

Without squinting, Chu Youqing sat back at the dining table, picked up the nib of a thin pen, and began to write math homework.

Cen Zhiwan chose the seat directly opposite her, half squatted and half sat on the chair, resting her chin on one hand, and recalled, "Did you know that the police station arrests many people every day...there are often fights at home, and the whole family is detained .”

Chu Youqing opened the book, fluttered her eyelashes, "...the relationship between mother-in-law and daughter-in-law?"

"That's right!" Cen Zhiwan almost applauded Chu Youqing's accurate decision, "I'm so scared..."

What are you afraid of doing...

Chu Youqing subconsciously thought about his mother Xi Jinzhi. To be honest, as a mother-in-law, she might be a little difficult to get along with in the future. Officer Cen Xiaoqiu seems to be fine...

Chu Youqing breathed a sigh of relief, and gave Cen Zhiwan a sympathetic glance.

Cen Zhiwan's lively eyes met Chu Youqing's eyes full of pity, with question marks all over his head, "Huh? What's wrong?"

Chu Youqing sat upright, buried her beautiful face, and focused on her studies, but her fingertips were running along her ears, and her hair was lightly twisted twice, highlighting the mess in her heart, "...Don't keep looking at me. "

Cen Zhiwan was stunned, wouldn't he be allowed to see it before getting married? He turned his face away at a [-]-degree angle aggrieved, but sitting like this, his neck was stiff.

She kept it for a few seconds, and Chu Youqing called her, "... Are you bored, do you want to watch TV?"

Cen Zhiwan twisted her neck with a click, and immediately caught the conversation that Chu Youqing gave her, "No more, you do your homework..."

Chu Youqing leaned forward to take the remote control, stretched his arms without any objection, and pressed the open button.

The language of the foreign land surrounded them, so, between the lines, it was also full of the fragrance of Chu Youqing.

"You can change it for yourself." Chu Youqing took out the protractor and drew a picture.

Cen Zhiwan nodded, touched the remote control from the table, turned on the Burmese subtitles, and then muted the TV.

She still watched with gusto, and Chu Youqing was doing homework behind her.

The rain outside fell very well, as if this never-ending torrential rain made Cen Zhiwan stable, and he would always stay by Chu Youqing's side.

Of course, this is what Chu Youqing felt after a long time.

As for this moment, Cen Zhiwan had something to say.

"Hmm...Chu Youqing?"

Cen Zhiwan turned up the volume of the TV a little bit.

Chu Youqing didn't look up, "What's the matter?"

Cen Zhiwan's eyes sparkled with excitement, pointing at the TV screen, shyly and shamelessly said: "I like this!..."

Chu Youqing looked helplessly.

It's a diamond ring ad.

diamond ring.

marry.

diamond ring.

Bound for life.

Chu Youqing looked up, indifferently, "Yes. It will be replayed."

Cen Zhiwan:? ? ?