gentle fall

A soft female voice came in: "Miss Wen, Miss Ji, have you tried on the clothes yet?"

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The ambiguous and unique atmosphere dissipated, Wen Huaiyu suddenly came to his senses, and pushed Ji Yirou's hand: "It's fine if you can't solve it."

Ji Yirou raised the corners of her lips, and fiddled with her fingers twice casually: "It's untied. It's done."

Such an understatement of tone and such casual actions made Wen Huaiyu suspect that she did it on purpose just now.

The zipper was closed extremely smoothly, and the snowy back was also put into the white wedding dress. Ji Yirou stared at her, Wen Huaiyu blushed a little from her look, and urged her: "You go out first."

Ji Yirou hummed, and opened the curtain to go out. Before she had time to change her clothes, her waist was full with suspenders and hot pants lining, and her straight long legs were extremely slender. Looking at her back, Wen Huaiyu was a little bit Couldn't help it, couldn't look back.

She looked at herself in the mirror again, her bright eyes seemed to be picky, passionate and moving, this wedding dress seemed to be tailored for her, simple Hepburn style, she pursed her lips and smiled at the person in the mirror , pulled up the hem of the skirt, and walked out first.

Ji Yirou came out a few minutes later than her, her vision was really accurate, the wedding dress she chose was very suitable, the skirt was embroidered with edelweiss, the plump bouquet was just right everywhere, and the waist was pinched extremely thin , It is said that the king of Chu has a thin waist, but in fact, Miss Wen also has a thin waist, but not many people know it.

The shopping guide originally said that she might be too big, what is too big? Wen Huaiyu has seen her size and felt it better, so she has the most say.

"That's it."

"I want this one too."

The wedding dresses they chose for each other were very suitable, and after only one trial, they were all confirmed.

Wen Huaiyu likes this kind of rhythm. She never likes to waste time on trivial things. In this regard, Ji Yirou is really suitable for her.

The two tried on the wedding dress, and Wen Huaiyu remembered another thing her grandfather told her, it was time to get the certificate.

She didn't drive today. The two of them called a taxi and sat in the back seat. Wen Huaiyu watched the scene passing by outside the window, and suddenly remembered this: "Did you bring your ID card?"

"Bring it, what's the matter?"

"It's okay. Master, go to the Civil Affairs Bureau."

The master driver probably hadn’t seen this before, and asked the person if he had his ID card in a tone like talking about the weather, and told him to drive to the Civil Affairs Bureau if he had anything to do.

Today's young people really opened his eyes.

The old master slandered a few words, and when Wen Huaiyu got out of the car, he stopped her: "Young man, be nicer to your wife."

Wen Huaiyu was taking money from his wallet: "Huh?"

The master straightened the hat on his head: "My daughter-in-law, I don't feel any pain, so what should I do?"

Wen Huaiyu took out the money and handed it to the master. He was inexplicably taught by the gray-haired master, and he was a little confused. When the taxi drove away, he was still talking to himself: "Who said I didn't treat her well?" alright."

Ji Yirou couldn't hear clearly: "What did you say?"

Wen Huaiyu shook his head: "It's okay. Give me your ID card too."

Ji Yirou gave her the documents, and the two of them went into the Civil Affairs Bureau. The staff were quite relaxed and were still drinking tea when they saw two beautiful girls walking in together. : "Come to get the certificate."

Wen Huaiyu hummed calmly, and handed over the ID, Ji Yirou smiled at her, her eyebrows and eyes were extremely graceful, and her smile was soft.

The elder sister who was in charge tsk-tsk twice in her heart, come on, look at this girl's appearance, this skinny little girl will be miserable in the future.

Most of her routine questions were answered by Wen Huaiyu, without much enthusiasm or urgency. At the end, when Ji Yirou went to the next window to collect materials, the elder sister kindly advised: "Girl, I don't I know what you young people are trying to get married now. From my experience, don’t you just want to be a confidant who cares about your well-being? Look at your daughter-in-law, she looks pleasing to the eye, you still don’t give others a look Have a good look."

Wen Huaiyu: "..."

This has been educated again, and the whole world thinks she is a heartless scumbag, maybe the kind who will be violent at home.

It's definitely not her problem, it's all Ji Yirou's fault, she is gentle and soft like a little daughter-in-law, she is obviously a black-hearted little bird, she really knows how to do superficial kung fu.

In the fitting room just now, he played tricks on her, touched her, and teased her weak-legged person... It's obviously Ji Yirou, okay?

She couldn't vent her anger on the elder sister who was in charge, she just listened indifferently, and smiled from time to time.

Wen Huaiyu waited bored for a while, and Ji Yirou came back, with a little sweat on his forehead, and his eyes were bright: "You can go and line up to take pictures."

Wen Huaiyu hummed, glanced at the elder sister out of the corner of his eye, and then intentionally wrapped his arms around Ji Yirou's waist, and walked forward with her arms in his arms.

But Ji Yirou was startled, and stopped in her footsteps: "What's wrong?"

When he was outside, Wen Huaiyu seldom acted so intimately with her, and she was not used to it.

Wen Huaiyu only said it was okay, and before going in to take pictures, she turned her head and just met the elder sister's eyes, she raised her eyebrows proudly, and snorted contemptuously, thinking she was very proud.

This action was noticed by other staff who were in charge of affairs, and they only thought that this little girl was so cute, she thought she was very arrogant, but in fact she was extremely childish.

The two people waited in line to take pictures, and there were two couples in the front line, and they were progressing very quickly. When it was their turn, the master who took the picture was very critical: "Left, left. That girl in beige, come closer. "

Wen Huaiyu lost his temper when he called him, and felt that his whole body was going to stick to Ji Yirou's body, and he insisted on telling her to get closer, could it be possible to let her sit in Ji Yirou's arms?

The master who took the picture was blew his beard and stared at her angrily, she was also angry, with a cold face, and finally the photo was taken, but the effect was not very good. First, Wen Huaiyu's expression didn't look like he came to get married, like The second is that the distance between the two of them is indeed too far, making them seem particularly unfamiliar.

Ji Yirou got the photo first, and looked down carefully. The slender brow mark was like a crescent moon in the distant mountains, but the end of the mountain moon seemed to be hung with a little sadness, and it shattered when the wind blew. Her smile was faint: "Very good. I went out to get my stamp."

Wen Huaiyu saw the sadness, and took the photo from her hand: "Let me see."

It was only now that she saw the photo clearly, and also understood the fleeting worry on Ji Yirou's face, she was a little angry and a little distressed, and her temper came up: "No, go back and take another picture."

If Ji Yirou said that the shot was not good and wanted to take another one, Wen Huaiyu would probably find it troublesome and refuse, but she didn't find it troublesome at all when she proposed it, and her tone was still firm.

Why, Ji Yirou always has a way to make her feel unbearable.

Ji Yirou looked at the time: "It's getting late, it's time to get off work, and didn't you just say that you have to go back to the company?"

Wen Huaiyu couldn't say it anymore, took her hand and walked in again, bent slightly, explained to the master who took the photo, and asked him to take another photo, with an extraordinarily sincere expression.

The master was not happy at first: "I won't shoot anymore. If you don't cooperate, you are like an enemy. Why should you shoot?"

Wen Huaiyu smiled a little, and his voice became more gentle: "Master, please do me a favor, or my wife will quarrel with me when I get home, and I will kneel down on the remote control."

The master was amused by her, probably kneeling on the remote control made him feel sympathetic, and she was much more pleasing to the eye: "Go over there, take another picture."

So the two sat down again, and Ji Yirou asked her: "How did you convince her? Originally, the cameras were taken away, and everyone was leaving."

Wen Huaiyu sat very upright, and whispered, "Don't worry about it."

Ji Yirou was still about to speak, but the master started pointing again: "Girl, you get closer, closer. If you go this far, when you get home, your wife will ask you to kneel down on the remote control!"

Ji Yirou couldn't help laughing, Wen Huaiyu was a little annoyed, this master, why did he say the joke she just said.

She was a little angry, and said to Ji Yirou: "Don't laugh."

Ji Yirou quickly suppressed her smile, but when she was angry, she put her right hand around her shoulders and neck, and her lips fell on her fair cheek, kissing lightly: "Hello, Mrs. Ji."

The master who took the photo pressed the shutter, and with a click, he captured this moment and was quite satisfied: "Not bad, not bad, it's pretty nice to kiss."

Wen Huaiyu couldn't help blushing, and struggled a little, but still didn't move too far away. There was a spring in her bright eyes, her cheeks were stained with crimson, and the corners of her lips couldn't help but curl up.

After taking the photo and stamping it with a red stamp, the two of them walked out of the Civil Affairs Bureau with small red notebooks each.

The halo of the setting sun was faint, and the light and shadow were gentle, falling on the shoulders of the two of them, adding a little charm.

Wen Huaiyu put the marriage certificate in the bag, looked at the phone, and wanted to go back to the company, but the time had passed long ago. Without her greeting, the group of bastards would definitely not consciously work overtime. They probably all left and didn't go back. meaning.

What's more, it's not appropriate to ask Ji Yirou to go back alone after receiving the certificate today.

Today, I was inexplicably educated by the driver and the elder sister for a while. Of course Wen Huaiyu was not convinced, but she felt a little hard corner of Xiaohong Benben, and her heart softened.

No matter what, Ji Yirou is already her nominal wife.

She thought and thought in a bit of embarrassment, not knowing where to take Ji Yirou.

This marriage is not a choice that will come naturally after the two love each other, it is vaguely a contract between the two families, she is a little bit at a loss how to treat Ji Yirou, if she says they are friends, it is obviously more than that; if she says they are lovers, that is not enough.

Ji Yirou probably saw her embarrassment, so she didn't urge her, just waiting for her to speak.

The two were walking on the sidewalk. Autumn in the north arrived very early, and it rained the night before. Now there is a little unknown flower fragrance in the wind, and there is a slight coolness, which makes people feel warm.

Wen Huaiyu was thinking about something all the time, and looked ahead a little erratically, when he didn't pay attention, his fingertips collided with Ji Yirou's fingertips, and soon, with the swing of his arms, they separated again.

Soon, the fingertips of the two people touched again, the temperature was just right, and it only stayed for half a second.

She didn't speak, and Ji Yirou didn't speak, the two of them seemed to be playing a silent game, fingertips chasing fingertips, people passing by from time to time, there was a distance between them, and they were immersed in this In the game where we only know each other.

Wen Huaiyu probably thought of something, stood still and stretched out her hand, there were light lines engraved on her white and tender palm, her eyes were bright and proud, she looked at Ji Yirou intently: "Come with me?"

Ji Yirou didn't ask where she was going to take her, but just put his palm in hers, and the corners of his lips curled up: "I'm only going with you."

Whenever, as long as she reaches out her hand, she will follow her.

Wen Huaiyu held her hand and couldn't help laughing out loud: "You're so easy to deceive, I'm going to sell you to the mountains to be someone's daughter-in-law."

"Go up the mountain every day, cut grass and feed pigs to others."

"Wearing a blue floral padded jacket, you must be the most beautiful daughter-in-law in the village."

Wen Huaiyu frowned with a smile, with tears in the corners of his eyes, and asked Ji Yirou arrogantly if he was afraid.

But she had already tightened the hand holding Ji Yirou, as if she was afraid of urgency, in case one day, the bird perched on her shoulder flew away.