Marriage is cheap, I'll treat you!

The sun wasn't very good today. It was a little gloomy and gloomy. The weather forecast said that there would be light rain.

Yan qingsi stood in front of the Civil Affairs Bureau. It was as simple as standing in front of a restaurant and offering to treat you to a meal. It was not a big meal, but a random small restaurant on the street.

But the point was, damn it, this wasn't eating. This was getting a marriage certificate!

This good thing that had suddenly fallen from the sky ... Wasn't it a little too fast? no, no... Not too fast. That wasn't the point.

Yue tingfeng felt that he needed to calm down. More importantly, how could he let a woman say that?

They were getting their marriage certificate and getting married. These were important times.

This was a major event in his life, but it was snatched away by her just like that. This wasn't right! The script was wrong!