Transmigrated Into the Violent Boss’ Little Mermaid

"How come?" It's just staying up late, isn't that easy.

Jun Qingyu said: "I didn't sleep during the task for four consecutive days, and I was still very energetic until the approval of the upload was completed."

Fu Yuanchuan praised: "Good physical strength."

Jun Qingyu smiled and kissed him, "If you are sleepy, go to sleep for a while. If you are not sleepy, let's go directly to register?"

"Go change clothes."

"it is good!"

I bought several formal suits for the banquet last time, but Fu Yuanchuan suggested buying a few more.

When Jun Qingyu was picking clothes, he was in a daze. He didn't even know about the registration at that time. Fu Yuanchuan even thought of the clothes he would wear when registering in the future.

It was past six o'clock when I changed my clothes and went out.

As the Spring Festival is approaching, there must be a lot of people registering, even when it comes to StarCraft, the popularity of the Spring Festival is not low.

Jun Qingyu watched the indoor seats full of people, all in pairs.

The bulletin board at the entrance is scrolled from nine to five in the afternoon. It may be because there are too many people registered. There is a flashing spot prepared by Han Yue, and the number of appointment numbers that can be discharged every day can be a few more.

Fu Yuanchuan held Xiaoyu's hand and asked, "Is it cold?"

When he came out, he prepared gloves, but Jun Qingyu would rather not wear them in the cold.

"It's not cold." Jun Qingyu's perception of cold is a bit slow. Maybe he wasn't very sensitive before, and now he is a mermaid, even if he wears thin clothes, he won't feel how cold.

It's just that Fu Yuanchuan was afraid that he would catch a cold, and it was a scarf and gloves.

Jun Qingyu added the fur collar of the clothes itself, which relieved Fu Yuanchuan's thoughts of wearing a scarf for him.

Hearing this, Fu Yuanchuan raised his hand to help him tidy up the burrs of his clothes. Looking at the fluffy little fish, a little smile appeared in his eyes, "Let's go, go."

"Ok."

There were a lot of people coming in and out here. Fu Yuanchuan didn't wear the imperial military uniform, just the ordinary formal suit that matched Jun Qingyu's, which was not too eye-catching.

Their numbers are relatively high. Fu Yuanchuan thought for a while and said, "You sit here and I will go in line."

It is troublesome to rearrange the numbers according to the ten numbers.

Jun Qingyu shook his head, hugged Fu Yuanchuan's arm and said, "I'll be with you."

As soon as he entered the team, Jun Qingyu vaguely felt that someone was watching. Considering that it was a public place, the other party might just glance at it inadvertently.

Although they were all wearing masks, Jun Qingyu didn't even take off the masks to be on the safe side, but standing in the crowd like this, you can see the existence of the gap at a glance.

But after a while, the line of sight had not disappeared, and Jun Qingyu couldn't help looking in that direction.

The other boy also noticed Jun Qingyu's gaze, smiled at him, then turned around and hammered his husband.

Jun Qingyu: "......?"

What is this for?

Jun Qingyu was a little at a loss.

After the boy finished hammering his husband, he lowered his head and turned on the light brain, and he was familiar with the road and clicked into the CP super chat.

[Brothers and sisters! ! ! Chinese New Year! Guess who I saw? ! 】

[Also, you need to ask, in the super words of the marshal and madam, who else can you see? 】

[Guess where I saw it? 】

[On the way? Supermarket? store? The New Year is almost coming, and the Marshal is also going to take a holiday. It's not surprising to see these places, so calm down. 】

[I met at the marriage registry office! 】

【? ! ! ! Chinese New Year sisters! Come out and forward to eat wedding candy! 】

[Good guy, say yes, calm down? Having said that, bloggers shouldn't bother the marshal, they are not celebrities, we just want to be cute. 】

[Don’t worry, I didn’t go, but the lady seemed to have noticed that my gaze was turning back at me, woooooo... Madam is really good-looking, even if he wears a mask and a mask, then, how does the madam’s hair grow? learn. 】

...

Jun Qingyu only glanced at it and then withdrew his gaze, although he thought it was strange, he did not stare at the other party.

There are all kinds of lively and lively sounds in the registration office, and Jun Qingyu only treated it as an episode just now, and didn't care too much.

There are a lot of people in line, but the registration speed inside is also very fast.

The information is scanned directly, and the identity information can be obtained after passing through the optical brain, and then after the fingerprint authentication, the registration is completed.

There will also be a paper certificate, which is useless, but it looks very formal and has a sense of ritual.

Looking at the staff inside, Jun Qingyu suddenly smiled, tilted his head and leaned on Fu Yuanchuan and asked softly, "Are you nervous?"

"Not nervous." Fu Yuanchuan's expression remained the same, even a bit chilly because of the slight tuck of the corners of his mouth.

Jun Qingyu raised his eyebrows, glanced at his hand held by Fu Yuanchuan, tried to move his fingertips but didn't move, isn't it nervous?

Seeing this, Fu Yuanchuan quickly relaxed a little, looked at Xiaoyu's slightly reddish hands and asked, "Does it hurt?"

"It doesn't hurt." Jun Qingyu took the initiative to hold Fu Yuanchuan's hand, gently rubbed his palms with his fingers clasped together, raised his head and bends his eyes at Fu Yuanchuan.

If it wasn't for the inconvenience of wearing a mask, Jun Qingyu would want to come forward and kiss him.

It's rare to see Fu Yuanchuan who is so nervous.

They kept small movements here, and the staff also quickly tapped the virtual keyboard inside. After the operation was completed, they said: "Hello, please put the optical brain above the scan in front of you."

Fu Yuanchuan and Jun Qingyu raised their hands and put Guangnao up at the same time.

"Okay, the information I scanned here is Fu Yuan...?!" The staff member looked at the identity information above, opened their eyes in shock, and suddenly raised their heads to look at the two of them.

Fortunately, the staff was only astonished for a moment, and silently suppressed the shock in his heart. Many big-name celebrities have come to register, but it is really rare that the marshal came to line up in person!

Because of the special status of the marshals, they can provide door-to-door registration services, and most of the marshals are political marriages. On the surface, they hold a dinner or make a public announcement, and few people come to register seriously.

This is why the staff were so shocked when they saw Fu Yuanchuan, and then looked at the identification information of the row number, and they also used the name Fu Yuanchuan.

It's just that only one name is needed for the row number. The staff may think that someone deliberately used the name of the marshal, who would have thought it would be Fu Yuanchuan himself!

At the same time, I couldn't help but sigh. It doesn't need to be elaborated, anyone with a discerning eye can see how much Fu Yuanchuan cares about his wife.

The staff quickly fixed the registration and certificates, sent them out from the window, and asked with a smile: "Hello marriage registration is completed, is there anything else I can help with? The certificate has a photo interlayer, if necessary, you can Take a double photo by yourself and put it in."

"Okay." Fu Yuanchuan took the certificate and thanked him, then turned around and walked out of the crowd with Xiaoyu in his arms.

Coming low-key, leaving low-key, did not cause any sensation.

Fu Yuanchuan was still a little bit overwhelmed with his thin document book.

He thought about this certificate when he made an appointment before, but now he finally took it in his hand after so long.

Jun Qingyu looked at Fu Yuanchuan's face with a smile that could not be concealed, and couldn't help but raised his head and kissed him, but he was taken aback by the soft feeling of the mask touching.

Fu Yuanchuan chuckled, took off their masks, and kissed them again.

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It was noon when I got home.

Fu Yuanchuan took the ID book and went upstairs to find a place to put it, but Jun Qing gave him a quick down, but did not follow.

But as a result, he finished a box of ice cream downstairs. Fu Yuanchuan didn't even mean to come down. There was no movement upstairs quietly.

After thinking about it, Jun Qingyu went up and took a look. It happened to see that in the bedroom, Fu Yuanchuan put the ID book into the innermost cabinet with a serious face, and then covered and locked the cabinet with other things.

Those who didn't know thought they were hiding some confidential documents.

Jun Qingyu leaned against the door and said, "Is it enough for one lock? Do you want to add a few more? It's safer to use a fingerprint lock."

Fu Yuanchuan raised his eyebrows, caught the smile in Xiaoyu's eyes, and stood up.

When Jun Qingyu saw that the situation was wrong, he turned his head and ran away, but was dragged back by Fu Yuanchuan against the wall. Looking at the man in front of him, he blinked innocently, "That... Um!"

What I tried to defend myself failed to say.

Jun Qingyu raised his hand to embrace Fu Yuanchuan's shoulder and deepened the kiss.

I thought there would be other things, but I didn't expect that after the kiss, Fu Yuanchuan put down the hem of his clothes and helped him arrange the wrinkles that appeared from rubbing.

There was a hazy layer of water vapor under Jun Qingyu's eyes, and he blinked blankly, "Why are you..."

Fu Yuanchuan kissed him lightly on the cheek and coaxed: "Be good, wait for the evening."

Jun Qingyu squeezed the corners of his mouth, and heard Fu Yuanchuan's illocutionary meaning, his cheeks were slightly flushed, and he lowered his head against his shoulders, breathing calmly.

Today is the Spring Festival, and there are a lot of things to prepare for the New Year’s Eve dinner. They started to be busy when they went downstairs. Jun Qingyu was preparing to bake the cake, and after putting it in the oven, he began to help Fu Yuanchuan.

Fortunately, some of the ingredients are marinated in advance, so you don't have to worry about putting them in a pot on the lowest heat, otherwise the two may have to be late to eat the New Year's Eve dinner.

When the last dish was fried, Jun Qingyu put the bowls and chopsticks on it, thought for a while and said, "Let's open a bottle of Red Bar."

There is a constant temperature wine cabinet at home. The closed simulated red wine is the most suitable storage temperature. There are a lot of red wine in it, but he and Fu Yuanchuan don't drink much on weekdays.

It just happens to be today for the holidays, so I should drink something with atmosphere.

Fu Yuanchuan heard the words and Hui Ding suddenly remembered what Xiaoyu looked like after drinking the last time, "You may want to sleep after drinking red wine. Don't you have to stay up late to stay up tonight?"

Jun Qingyu also thought about it. Compared with Shou Sui, drinking red wine is not so atmospheric.

Putting the red wine back in his hand, Jun Qingyu opened two bottles of drinks and poured them on.

Fu Yuanchuan put the last dish on the table, "Let’s eat."

"Ok."

The two of them are so busy that they haven't had time to eat, and the joy of registration seems to relieve hunger.

For a large table of dishes, Jun Qingyu's appetite has not been large, basically half a bowl of rice, each dish is full after a few mouthfuls, and after eating, he filled a bowl of soup and drank slowly.

Upon seeing this, Fu Yuanchuan asked, "Are you full?"

"Ok."

Fu Yuanchuan didn't say much when he heard the words, and finished the rice in the bowl slowly.

Seeing Fu Yuanchuan put down his chopsticks, Jun Qingyu had not had time to get up to clean up the bowls and chopsticks. As a result, he saw Fu Yuanchuan got up and walked to him, "Let's go, Ha Congchen!

Jun Qingyu suspiciously said: "Don't you tidy up the bowls and chopsticks?"

"I'll talk about it in a few days."