After crossing, I became the sweet pastry of the wealthy

After the two arrived home, Song Jin'an still had a straight face, and said critically: "How can I still smell your baby's kiss!"

"Let the cleaning company do a big cleaning tomorrow!" Fu Chengwang hurriedly nodded and bowed, playing the dog's leg behind him.

Song Jin'an turned his head and covered his mouth with a sneer.

Fu Chengwang knew that Song Jin'an still cared about that contract, he squeezed the ring in his pocket, took Song Jin'an's hand, and took him to the study.

"Ningning, I know that you are very important to a marriage letter, and you also care about the written contract. You said, as long as you marry me, you don't care about those forms, but I want to give you a beautiful and grand wedding.

I will give you a similar wedding in your place. Although there may be differences in some details, I will try my best to do a good job in every process. "

He opened the safe box, took out a stack of red paper from it, and placed it in front of Song Jin'an.

"Ningning, please believe in my sincerity for you."

"This is the paper I hired a professional to make. Then, I asked my grandfather to help me write a letter of employment, which I have been copying recently.

But my writing is not very good. I originally planned to give it to you when I write well enough, but now such an accident happened.I still decided to give it to you now. "

He picked out the one that he thought was the best, sealed it in a booklet in a hurry, and handed it to Song Jin'an.

Song Jin'an bit his lip, his fingers trembling slightly, he took it in disbelief.He looked at the calligraphy on it, which seemed immature to him, and suddenly laughed.

Although the writing is not very good-looking, but you can feel Fu Chengwang's sincerity, every stroke contains his friendship.

It was really the same as any offer letter he had seen before.It turned out that he could also have a dignified wedding.

From the beginning of the three books and six ceremonies, to the end of the marriage of the Ming media.

He clenched the letter of appointment tightly in his hand, tears rolled down his face, and rushed forward to hug Fu Chengwang.

"Sanggong, Xianggong... I have received it, your sincerity, I have received it."

Fu Chengwang's eyes were also a little hot, and he hugged Song Jin'an tightly.

"Ning Ning, don't leave me again, okay? I'm almost scared to death, just tell me if you have anything to do, and my husband will help you solve it, okay?"

The palm slid down Song Jin'an's long hair, and he said: "I love you, you have to believe it, I only love you."

Song Jin'an nodded: "Yeah!"

After coaxing the weeping Song Jinan for a while, Fu Chengwang knelt down on one knee again, took out the ring that Song Jinan had abandoned once, and said, "Ningning, you left him behind, so don't lose him in the future, okay?" ?”

Song Jin'an stretched out his hand and asked him to help him put it on.Fu Chengwang was still kneeling there, and said: "Madam doesn't like him, I'll buy you a new one after the wedding, and I'll buy you a new one every year."

Song Jin'an pulled him up and beat him on the chest with his fist, saying: "Don't waste money! I don't know how to save money! If you have so much money, you might as well save it for my wedding. Didn't you say that you will marry me with eight sedan chairs?" Go back! It still has to follow our specifications, and it will cost a lot of money!"

Fu Chengwang nodded sharply, and agreed with a smirk: "Okay! Then I will work hard to make more money and give you a wedding that is unparalleled in the world!"

Song Jin'an smiled and bent his eyes, with light in his eyes, and said softly: "Thank you, husband."

"I just want to thank Madam for giving me this opportunity." Fu Chengwang also had tenderness in his eyes, hugged Song Jin'an, found his lips accurately, and kissed the baby he loved to the bone.

It was already very late after washing up, Fu Chengwang was still dreaming sweet dreams, thinking that now that the misunderstanding has been resolved, can he have some desserts to enhance the relationship.

He came out of the bathroom full of anticipation, and saw Song Jin'an looking at him with a smile in his eyes.

Fu Chengwang also laughed in an instant, and walked up quickly. He just threw himself on the bed, stretched out his hand, and hadn't touched his little baby yet.

His little baby took out a cuboid from the quilt, it was black, and there were pieces of letters on it.

Fu Chengwang was stunned for an instant, frozen there and did not dare to move.

Song Jin'an got up from the bed with a smile, put the keyboard on the ground, facing the bed directly.

"Come on, husband, you said that you should kneel down on the keyboard. A gentleman is hard to follow. You have to keep your word, otherwise how dare I trust you again?"

Fu Chengwang couldn't laugh or cry, this was really shooting himself in the foot.There is no way, the wife has spoken, so he can only do as he wants.

"Kneel, of course kneel." He walked over numbly and knelt down cautiously.

"Husband is so good." Song Jin'an turned on the mobile phone that was set up early in the morning, turned on the video, made sure that the camera could capture them all, and then opened the drawer of the bedside table and took out a stack of bank cards.

"I've accepted the bank card. From now on, it's your turn to ask me for pocket money every day. I'll give you 20 a day. Is that enough?" Song Jin'an raised his eyebrows at him.

Fu Chengwang: 20?Enough for what?He really wanted to cry without tears. In the past, he only gave Song Jinan the bus fare, and his wife gave him 20, which is really quite a lot.

He nodded bitterly: "Enough is enough, my wife is so kind."

"And all the money in your WeChat is also transferred to me. What is Alipay, you are not allowed to keep a cent! You don't even want to hide a penny of your own money!"

Song Jin'an turned himself into a serf and sang today. He was so arrogant that he asked netizens how to do it on Weibo. He must teach him a good lesson today!

Fu Chengwang pointed to the mobile phone on the bed, and said, "My wife turns it on her own, I won't touch it, you come and go."

So Song Jin'an was not polite, and transferred all the money to his WeChat.

He was happy, and with light steps, he got back under the bed and said, "Forget your sense, just kneel honestly, kneel for half an hour, and then turn off the camera by yourself, I'll go to sleep first."

Fu Chengwang nodded honestly, not daring to move around.

The soft and sweet wife was not hugged, and she had to kneel on the keyboard here.

It's really a loss for the lady and the soldiers.