The real young master rolls over after pretending to have amnesia

Wen Qing finally ushered in the day when he was ready to "scare him a lot".

The night before the certificate was about to be received, Liao Yuan was really nervous, and even Wen Qing was also very nervous.

The two young couples who were about to get married could not calm down in bed, and couldn't even fall asleep.

Wen Qing sat on the bed and looked at the registration photo taken by the two of them, her palms were sweating, as if she wanted to stare at a hole in the photo: "Liao Yuan, help me take a look...there is nothing strange about this photo place?"

After all, if you want to release something like a registration photo, you have to keep it for a lifetime.

Liao Yuan didn't even have time to take care of Wen Qing anymore. He stared at Wen Qing's wedding dress, thinking that he could coax Wen Qing to put it on when he finished his organizational tasks tomorrow.

Wen Qing saw that this man was not keeping his house, so he didn't even answer him, but called him again: "Liao Yuan!"

"Hey! Here!"

"Is the photo strange?" Wen Qing bit her lip and asked the other party.

In fact, even if it was strange, there was no time to take pictures anymore, but if Wen Qing didn't find something for herself to do, her nervous mood would become even more tense.

Liao Yuan glanced at it and shook his head very positively: "It's not surprising."

Wen Qing was a bit hypocritical today, he actually didn't want to hear such a simple answer, he said to Liao Yuan: "Is that pretty?"

Liao Yuan: "It's pretty."

Wen Qing commented perfunctorily: "Perfunctory!"

Liao Yuan put down the wedding dress in his hand, turned his head to Wen Qing and said solemnly: "You are very beautiful, look at your photo, how beautiful you are smiling. You are especially suitable for wearing white clothes, and you look very tender. Hmm... ...There is a kind of beauty like sinking fish, falling geese, closing the moon and shameful flowers."

In order not to make Wen Qing picky, Liao Yuan tried his best to add two idioms to make up the number, but Wen Qing didn't quite agree with it: "Then do you think it's me who looks good, or the photos?"

This question is really embarrassing for Liao Yuan: "Well... they are all good-looking, and each has its own beauty. No, it is because you are very good-looking, so the photo freezes your beauty. The stunning degree of this registration photo, you can Go apply for a Guinness World Record."

What Liao Yuan said was extremely exaggerated, Wen Qing frowned, but in his case, this answer was considered passable.

Wen Qing usually doesn't care much about her appearance, but now she is so nervous that she wants to talk to Liao Yuan even if she has nothing to say.

"What about the household registration book! Put it all away, don't forget to bring it tomorrow!" Wen Qing instructed the other party.

"Okay! Never forget to bring it."

After finishing what was to be said, Wen Qing didn't know what to do anymore, she spread out on the bed, and Liao Yuan followed.

The two fell on the bed, Liao Yuan turned his head, grabbed Wen Qing's hand, and pressed Wen Qing's hand to his heart.

Wen Qing could feel the obvious rapid heartbeat under the palm of his hand. In fact, Liao Yuan was just as nervous as he was at the moment.

Liao Yuan took a deep breath, and became the same chatterbox as Wen Qing, repeating useless nonsense over and over again: "Tomorrow we will get married."

"Yeah, we're... married."

Wen Qing remembered that he had talked with Liao Yuan before, that their dream marriage didn't have to be too perfect, ordinary but not ordinary, this was what Wen Qing had always been yearning for.

He knew that this person beside him could fulfill his wish.As long as Liao Yuan is around, life will not be sad no matter what.

Liao Yuan approached Wen Qing and kissed Wen Qing on the forehead: "I finally married you home."

"That's not true," Wen Qing retorted not too seriously, "Obviously I'm the one who married you."

Liao Yuan smiled: "Anything is fine!"

He doesn't pick this point, it doesn't matter whoever marries anyone.

On the night of receiving the certificate, the newlyweds couldn't help chatting about some teeth-sore topics.

Wen Qing said to Liao Yuan: "When we get old, I will push you to the park. If you don't behave well, I will wait for the rainy day to push you into the rain, or let you sit in a wheelchair and look at me. Dancing square dance with other old men."

Liao Yuan's face was full of bitter expression of your kindness: "Why do you have to push me?"

"Because I'm younger than you." Wen Qing replied confidently, and there was even a picture of Liao Yuan sitting in the rain and dying before his eyes.

They all know tacitly that they will always be together in the future, which is a tacit agreement.

In his previous life, Liao Yuan never thought that he and Wen Qing would really have such a day, live together, lie on the same bed together, and talk about things after they grow old.

From tomorrow onwards, they will no longer be one person, but two souls who are tightly tied to each other and end up tied to each other.

At that time, maybe there will be a child, arguing every day about who will help the child with homework, who will take the child to and from school, or be annoyed because Wen Qing wore the wrong slippers and messed up the food.However, the ordinary fireworks in life will appear so extraordinary because of the existence of the other party.

"Still nervous?" Wen Qing asked him.

"Hmm..." Liao Yuan pondered for a while, "I'm not too nervous."

In fact, they have already made sufficient preparations, and they have long planned to spend their lives with each other.

They held hands together, and Wen Qing said, "Go to bed if you're not nervous!"

However, the two people who were "no longer nervous" opened their eyes at the same time half an hour later.

"Sleep, can't sleep."

"Me too……"

Fortunately, Wen Qing was already prepared to deal with it. He turned over and got out of bed, took out a box of gummy bears from the drawer, and stuffed it into Liao Yuan's mouth: "Eat."

"what?"

Wen Qing: "Melatonin."

This time, the newlywed couple finally fell asleep.If I said it, I would probably be laughed at. The night before the registration, I couldn't sleep because of nervousness.

After getting up in the morning and having a simple breakfast, Liao Yuan drove Wen Qing to the Civil Affairs Bureau.Because I went early in the morning, there were not many people queuing at the door.

Wen Qing tugged at Liao Yuan's clothes, staring at the surroundings: "Do you find anything strange?"

"What's so strange?" Liao Yuan followed his gaze and looked around.

"It always feels like someone is secretly staring at us."

Liao Yuan smiled, laughing at his stupidity: "Okay, is my wife still Holmes? Can you feel it?"

Wen Qing gave the other party a blank look: "When someone is staring at you, they will notice it, okay?"

But they are not important people, and it is impossible for them to have fanatic fans sneaking photos just because they are on a variety show. Wen Qing just thought that he felt wrong, so he didn't go into the feeling of something wrong. .

"Let's go." Finally they were in line, Liao Yuan took Wen Qing's hand, and the two of them stepped into the gate of the Civil Affairs Bureau together.

When they came out again, one of them was holding a red notebook in his hand.

Wen Qing couldn't hide the smile on his face. He took out his mobile phone, took a photo of the two red books, posted it on Moments, and Weibo.

Liao Yuan's photography skills were not good, Wen Qing sent the photos he took to the other party, and Liao Yuan directly posted the red book of the two on the company's official blog.

"Quickly, tell me to listen." Liao Yuan smiled.

Wen Qing asked knowingly, pretending not to know: "What's your name?"

"You must know, hurry up, Xiaoqing." Liao Yuan took Wen Qing's hand, impatiently.

Although Wen Qing had also called him in the past, he had no name or distinction before, which is different from the current situation.

"Old, husband..."

As soon as his words fell, Liao Yuan hugged him into his arms.In the presence of such a large audience, Wen Qing blushed a little from the trouble.Liao Yuan responded crisply: "Hey!"

Wen Qing was about to say something, but heard some overly obvious whispers from around.

"I got the certificate and hugged me."

"I see, keep your voice down!"

Both of them heard it, Wen Qing frowned, and looked suspiciously towards the green belt where the sound came from.

In fact, you don't need to look at him to guess who it is, Wen Shaohua, Mo Ting, and Qi Wang are hiding secretly at the moment, for fear of being discovered by the newlyweds.

The night before yesterday, when Wen Qing came home, Wen Shaohua stopped Mo Ting in a serious manner, saying not to watch the children too closely, but to give them a private space. As a result, the two of them went to collect the certificate today, and his father even personally dispatched and hid in the Peeking at them from the green belt on the side of the road.

Wen Qing smiled, seeing the three people hiding furtively, it seemed that she didn't really want to show up.

If so, then pretend not to know.

It's just that when Liao Yuan looked towards them, he accidentally met Wen Shaohua's eyes, and Wen Shaohua pushed Mo Ting as if he had a guilty conscience: "You've been discovered, go quickly."

There was a rustling sound from the side of the road.

Wen Qing lowered his head and smiled, and pushed Liao Yuan in the same way: "Let's go home too."

"Okay." Liao Yuan held Wen Qing with one hand, and squeezed the marriage certificate tightly with the other hand, he couldn't close his mouth when he smiled, "I really have to go home early, I still have things to do today."

Wen Qing was a little puzzled, and asked casually, "What is it?"

"Of course it's... the wedding night in the bridal chamber."

On the night of the first day of their wedding, neither of them cooked. Instead, they found a good restaurant and ordered their takeaway at home.

However, Liao Yuan did not miss the necessary ceremony. He replaced the takeaway plastic packaging boxes with his own bowls and chopsticks, placed a few candles on the table, and opened a bottle of red wine that he had kept for a long time.

A small drink is pleasant, but a big drink hurts the body. Liao Yuan only poured a small glass for the two of them.

However, Liao Yuan's alcohol capacity has never been very good, but after just one drink, he became slightly drunk.

Liao Yuan, who drank a little too much, was a bit difficult to deal with. He insisted on letting Wen Qing put on the wedding dress for him to see now.

Wen Qing went back to the house to change, and when she came out again, she was wearing the wedding dress that made Liao Yuan's soul haunt her.

Liao Yuan stared at him with burning eyes, just like the day he was just reborn, Liao Yuan blocked him in the ward and sized him up with such hot eyes.

Standing in the candlelight, he looked even brighter and scorching. Liao Yuan saw that his Adam's apple was rolling, and this time he finally didn't have to bear it anymore. He strode forward and hugged him horizontally.

The moonlight spilled into the wedding room through the floor-to-ceiling windows, and the candlelight in front of the table flickered slightly.

Wen Qing: "You, what are you doing?"

Liao Yuan took a deep breath and said concisely: "You."

Wen Qing's fingers pulling Liao Yuan's cuff were tightened in vain, his mind was full of Liao Yuan's unoptimistic size.Can he say he's not ready yet? !No, or let him tell Liao Yuan about his fake amnesia first!Maybe he will be able to delay for a few more days after the lecture is over!

Wen Qing's not ready. In fact, he still wants to eat hot pot and barbecue for a few more days. He doesn't really want to eat liquid food when he just gets married.

His appetite could not be satisfied, but Liao Yuan could.

Liao Yuan's eyes seemed to have regarded him as a meal on the plate, and he wished he could eat it immediately.

"No, Liao Yuan, you! You wait for me to finish speaking first!"

Wen Qing was firmly placed on the big bed in the master bedroom. When he said this, Liao Yuan had already started to grab his belt.Liao Yuan obviously had no patience, his eyes were filled with strong desire.

Wen Qing: "My amnesia is..."

But before he finished speaking, Liao Yuan approached him, squinted his eyes, and raised Wen Qing's jaw, "Amnesia... The doctor said that if you want to recover your memory, you need to look for it. Come on, my husband will help you recover." memory."

The belt around Wen Qing's waist was pulled away, he didn't even see Liao Yuan's movements clearly, he felt a chill on his shoulders.The red gauze, which was originally neatly dressed, has faded to the shoulder blades, revealing the delicate shoulders that are as white as jade.

Liao Yuan lowered his head and kissed her without any explanation.

The mellow smell of wine infiltrated Wen Qing's mouth. He had always been a good drinker, but at this moment, he didn't know what was going on, but a kiss from Liao Yuan made him a little drunk.

He even felt a little dizzy, so he could only climb up to Liao Yuan's waist and hug him tightly with his instinctive reaction.

Wen Qing was pushed down on the bed, and Liao Yuan approached him.

The fiery red wedding dress had been unknowingly scattered, Wen Qing's skin was exposed to the air, and the crisis in front of him had reached the final hurdle, which made him wake up like a dream, so nervous that he cried a little: "No, I ,I……"

"Let me tell you that I didn't..." The word amnesia stuck in his throat, and Liao Yuan kissed him again.

Wen Qing closed her eyes, who would have thought that this kiss was just like a superficial kiss, Liao Yuan turned his head and touched Wen Qing's earlobe with his lips, this is Wen Qing's sensitive point, all the heat from Liao Yuan's spray was scattered on Wen Qing's earlobe. Wen Qing couldn't help trembling at the top.

"Is it amnesia?" Liao Yuan whispered in his ear, the voice seemed to be bewitching.

Wen Qing blinked: "Yes, listen to me."

Liao Yuan's slender fingers pressed gently on Wen Qing's lips, and the two of them stuck together with almost no gap. Liao Yuan suddenly gave a low laugh, as if coaxing him: "Xiaoqing, people must have a beginning and an end."

Wen Qing had some bad premonition: "You, what do you mean?"

Liao Yuan's palm was very hot, and there were some thin calluses on his fingertips.At this moment, he moved his fingers away, and then rubbed Wen Qing's slightly reddened eye ends.

Wen Qing's appearance has already made Liao Yuan lose his mind at all, but he doesn't need to be rational now, he and Wen Qing can be regarded as a legal couple now.

He will soon be able to see Wen Qing's blushing eyes.

"What I mean is..." Liao Yuan told him with the last ounce of patience, "We pretended to be amnesia, and we have to finish it even when we cry, right?"

After saying this, Wen Qing only felt that the surrounding air seemed to be condensing.

After understanding the meaning of this sentence, Wen Qing's eyes widened suddenly, and he suddenly realized something, or it could be said that he had already realized everything.

Wen Qing used the fastest reaction speed in his life, and immediately straightened up to escape, but it was a pity that Liao Yuan grabbed the wedding dress that had not faded from his body.

The opponent pushed hard, and Wen Qing fell back into Liao Yuan's arms heavily.

"I……"

Before the second half of the sentence finished, Liao Yuan had already turned off the lights in the room.The only light in the room is the bright moonlight outside the window.

Wen Qing also really understands what it means to pretend to be amnesia, and she has to pretend even when she is crying.

He was tossed until the middle of the night, and he didn't even have the strength to lift his fingers, so he fell asleep directly after finishing the work.On the contrary, it was Liao Yuan who was sitting next to him energetically. After working hard in the middle of the night, he had to clean up the battlefield just now.

Liao Yuan stood up, picked up the wedding dress on the ground, and folded it properly in the closet.

When he came back, he heard Wen Qing chanting something, her little brows were still frowning, and her expression was dissatisfied: "If you are born again, you will be born again... What are you pretending to be, a wolf with a big tail."

Just this sentence, repeated many times, Liao Yuan couldn't help laughing.

He lowered his head and kissed Wen Qing's brow lightly, in order to comfort Wen Qing's indignation in the dream.

Liao Yuan took out another ring and slipped it on Wen Qing's ring finger.

This is something he...prepared in his previous life. He waited for two lifetimes, and now he is finally handed over to Wen Qing in a legitimate way.

Liao Yuan: "I love you."

Wen Qing stretched his brows, turned over, and fell into Liao Yuan's arms. He murmured in his sleep, "I love you too."

The author has something to say: this is the end of the main text, thank you very much for your company all the way~ there will be extra episodes~