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"Boss Jiang, it's a pleasure to meet you."

"Boss Feng, I'll trouble you to make a trip."

Feng Ju is a handsome alpha uncle. I don't know if it's because he is too responsible in his position, but he exudes a kind and kind aura.

"No trouble, no trouble," Feng Ju enthusiastically shook hands with Jiang Hanchen, "Xixi often compliments me on you, and when I saw you today, you are indeed young and promising, with extraordinary bearing!"

Jiang Hanchen shook his hand politely: "Don't dare to be, Xixi is also very good, a tiger father has no dogs."

Director Feng was elated when he heard this, and his love for his son was clearly revealed: "Hey! Thanks to Mr. Jiang for taking care of me! We Xixi called several times along the way and asked me to come over quickly. Don't miss your good deed hahaha!"

Jiang Hanchen kept paying attention to An Xing's expression from the corner of his eye. The kid smiled cutely, but his brows were slightly furrowed, decent and childish.

It seems that it is safer to end the conversation before the children's patience is exhausted.

Jiang Hanchen withdrew his hand and put an arm around An Xing's shoulder: "Just call me Hanchen, Director Feng, can we go through the formalities?"

"Oh, look at my brain!" Feng Ju looked at An Xing with a smile, "This is Madam, right?"

An Xing's face turned red with embarrassment, and he muttered softly, "What..."

So cute.

Jiang Hanchen resisted the urge to touch his face, and said to Feng Ju, "Yes, my wife, An Xing, I'm sorry, he's rather shy, shall we go there first?"

Mrs. Ann Star's legs are a little soft.

The newlyweds are thin-skinned, Feng Ju expressed his understanding: "Okay! Both of you, please follow me!"

Director Feng first took them to take photos on the marriage certificate.

The director came by, and the photographer's hand was shaking a little.

Feng Ju patted him on the shoulder and smiled and told him: "You must take better photos of these two! Show your true strength!"

After getting used to the "click" for a second, the "next" photographer was about to break out in cold sweat: "...Okay Director."

Director Feng turned around in satisfaction and waved to them: "Come on, Hanchen, sit there."

Jiang Hanchen and An Xing took off their overcoats and suit jackets, and inside were formal white shirts.

Ning An stepped forward, straightened their necklines for them, smoothed the wrinkles on their shoulders, turned away with red eye circles, and pushed them over.

An Shikang hugged Ning An in time, and gently kissed the teardrop hanging on his lower eyelashes after he turned around.

Jiang Hanchen led An Xing to sit down, and the photographer stared at the viewfinder and let out a long breath.

It's stable, the job is saved, and this heaven-defying appearance will not be ugly no matter how you shoot it.

The background is pure red, which makes the shirt and white teeth as white as jade.One is calm and pampering, the other is lively and delicate. The photographer is rarely motivated to start his career, and he takes the trouble to guide the posture and expression.

"Come closer, both of you!"

"Come closer!"

"Yes! Smile!"

"Head to head! Yes! Smile brighter!"

"Perfect! Let's get some more!"

……

Feng Ju happily stroked his chin: "It's a good match! It's a perfect match!"

Ning An, who had regained his composure, straightened up: "Who said it wasn't?"

Director Feng silently walked over to Ning An, pointed at An Zhi who was concentrating on taking pictures of An Xing and Jiang Hanchen, and lowered his voice mysteriously: "Who is that?"

Ning An was puzzled, and lowered his voice cooperatively: "My eldest son, An Zhi, is An Xing's older brother."

Feng Ju's voice was calm with a touch of excitement: "Is it alpha? How old is it? Is there a marriage?"

Ning An was excited.

There was a hint of excitement in his tone: "It's alpha, after 27 years old, single!"

"That's a coincidence!" Director Feng moved closer, "My son Xixi is an omega, he is 24 this year, and his age is also suitable!"

Ning An was about to speak when An Shikang grabbed his arm.

Ning An: "?"

Bureau Feng was keenly aware of the pheromone suppression from the same alpha, he quickly took a step back and kept apologizing: "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I didn't notice the offense for a moment, how offended, Wanwang Haihan."

"It's all right," Ning An waved his hand at him, and leaned into An Shikang's arms and whispered, "Feng Ju's family has an omega son, who is two years younger than our Zhizi baby, let me inquire about it!"

An Shikang saw that Feng Ju had no malicious intentions, so he let go of his hand.

Ning An didn't dare to get too close, so he asked Feng Juxu about the situation alone.

"We, An Zhi, know about work and haven't dated yet."

"We Xixi are usually too busy, and we haven't been in a relationship yet."

"Don't look at our Anzhi being cold, but we are actually considerate!"

"Oh, I knew that Xixi would come here too. He said that the company had something to do and went there early in the morning."

"Xixi works at Hanchen Company?"

"Yes, he is a research and development engineer. He seems to have a project recently. I think he is very busy."

"Hey! This kid is really good! My husband has retired now, and the company is managed by An Zhi, and we haven't let us worry about it."

"Look at your two children are so outstanding! It's amazing, it's amazing!"

After exchanging compliments on the children, seeing that the time was almost up, Feng Ju and Ning An said in unison:

"Then let's see when the two children are free..."

"Then find a time for the two children to come out and meet..."

The two couldn't help laughing out loud, keeping everything in silence.

"Mom, why are you laughing so happily?" An Zhi was too lazy to look at the photos of An Xing and Jiang Hanchen, and walked towards them, "Dad, why do you have such a bad face?"

An Shikang remained silent.

Ning An automatically ignored the last sentence, and pulled An Zhi over: "Quick, Uncle Feng."

Anzhi: "...Uncle Feng."

"Hey!" Feng Ju looked more and more satisfied with An Zhi, "Add a WeChat?"

An Zhi looked at Ning An slowly: "?"

Ning An patted An Zhi on the shoulder, winking at him, showing no kindness to An Zhi.

Anzhi felt bad.

"Come, come," Director Feng has already pulled out his phone and opened the QR code of WeChat, "I'll push Xixi's business card to you in a while, you young people should chat first, let's learn more about it!"

......An Zhi is hard to get rid of, so I can only add it first, and then delete it after explaining it clearly to others.

"Mom and Dad! We're done!"

An Xing blushed and ran towards them. He didn't stop in front of Ning An, and threw himself into his arms.

Ning An poked his brow and blamed him: "A person who is about to get married is still reckless."

An Xing stuck out his tongue and didn't refute.

"An Xing, come here and get dressed."

Jiang Hanchen stood behind him holding his coat, and the children ran around excitedly after choosing the photos, without any clothes on.

Hearing Jiang Hanchen's voice, An Xing immediately broke free from Ning An's embrace, turned around and crashed into Jiang Hanchen's embrace.

Ning An: "...With a husband, I forget my mother."

An Xing only heard "husband" in his ears, he secretly raised his head and gave Jiang Hanchen a quick look, then quickly lowered his head and pretended to be dead.

Jiang Hanchen was cute again.

"Let go, get dressed."

An Xing let go of Jiang Hanchen obediently, raised his arms and let him put on his suit jacket, buttoned it up, put on his coat, and then stretched his arms to stick it on.

An Zhi felt bitter in his heart. When he was a child, he used to dress this little bastard every day, but he ran away with other men in a blink of an eye.

Looking at the sweet atmosphere of this family, Bureau Feng was overjoyed. If Xixi could marry into their family, she would be happy.

"Then, have we gone through the formalities?"

Jiang Hanchen pulled the little sticky man off his body and held it in his hand, nodded to Ju Feng: "Okay, please."

The procedures were not complicated. An Xing and Jiang Hanchen filled out a few forms, posted carefully selected photos, and stamped them. They were considered a legal couple.

"Congratulations! I wish you a happy wedding and a happy marriage for a hundred years!"

"...Thank you." An Xing blushed and took the red book from the staff. This was the first wedding blessing he had received, so he felt embarrassed.

"Thank you, I hope your work goes well and your life goes well."

Jiang Hanchen thanked the staff for their congratulations with a smile, and walked out with his arms around An Xing who was not looking at the road.

Bureau Feng waved goodbye to them at the door: "Han Chen, An Xing, I wish you happiness!"

"Thank you Feng Bureau today, if I have the opportunity to treat you to dinner, please be sure to honor me."

"Definitely! Definitely! Call Shang Xixi together!" Feng Ju paused, then looked at An Zhi, "An Zhi is coming too!"

Anzhi: "...Okay, Uncle Feng."

Jiang Hanchen: "?"

What did I miss?Why did you call him uncle?

An Xing refused to put the red book in his pocket, and his little hands turned red from the cold while holding it all the way.

As soon as Jiang Hanchen got into the car, he turned on the heater, forcibly pulled them out of An Xing's hands, and warmed his hands first.

An Xing was so cold that his hands were shaking, he sniffed and said in a hoarse voice, "It's so fast, I got the certificate so soon."

Jiang Hanchen concentrated on covering his hands without saying a word.

"Hmm... We got married so quickly, brother."

The heater in the car was diffused, mixed with the faint milky fragrance of An Xing's body.

I don't know if it was Jiang Hanchen's illusion, but he always felt that An Xing's milk tasted sweeter, as if it was covered with ice and snow, and there would be a layer of frost when he exhaled.

It was as if it had been crushed and melted into its own body.

"Star."

Jiang Hanchen hadn't called him by his nickname yet, but when these two words came out of Jiang Hanchen's mouth, why were they so, why were they so... nice?

An Xing wanted to pull out his hand unnaturally: "...Huh?"

But was held tighter.

"Happy wedding."

Jiang Hanchen leaned forward, fulfilling his wish to make the sweet milky fragrance into substance.

The marriage certificate on the side is still spread out.

They were so close, and their smiles were sweeter than the milky smell in the car.

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