Nowadays, there is no complicated process for getting married. Last night, he settled Rong Qian and found her eldest sister to guard her. Yan Lang was still worried and got up early in the morning and wandered around the yard for half a morning.

After finally waiting for the time to be over, Yan Lang ran to change into a straight honorary dress.

It's summer now, so I'm naturally wearing short-sleeved shirts, darkened green trousers, one or two stars on my shoulders, beautiful golden ears hanging from my chest to my arms, and a tie of the same color as my pants was particularly serious.

Yesterday, Yan Lang was not willing to wear this brand new one, so he wore the previous one and took the star bar on his shoulder. After all, it was a photo that was to be posted on his marriage certificate. No matter how confident Yan Lang was, he would not think that he would have the military rank for the rest of his life.

This one will be worn at the wedding banquet later. Rong Qian will wear a bride wedding dress customized by Xiao Dewei to a tailor today.

"Grandpa, mom and dad, I'm leaving!"

Yan Lang greeted several parents at home. The eldest aunt and the others had to wait for a while before coming over, and then the whole family went to the hotel to receive guests.

Seeing that his son was really going to pick up Rong Qian with empty hands, Xiao Dewei couldn't help laughing, and stood up and took a bouquet of flowers from the side and handed them over, "You are worse than your father. When your father came to pick me up and pick me up a flower in the flowerbed, he at least pulled a flower in the flowerbed to give it to me."

This flower was picked and cut and tied with Xiao Dewei when he got up in the morning and went to the yard to pick and cut it. He didn't plant any roses at home. Fortunately, when Xiao Dewei was a little girl before getting married, he had read some books and learned some flower arrangements. He tied it into a bouquet like this. Even if the variety of flowers is not delicate, the color combination is very beautiful.

Yan Lang looked at Zhengguanjing at the door, thinking that the flower was OK, so he smiled and thanked my mother, and then drove to the guesthouse to pick up people.

The eldest girl was too lazy to walk, so she also took the bus with her and prepared to go to the hotel together for a while.

Because of the officer certificate, Yan Lang didn't have to queue up when he took Rong Qian to get the certificate. In less than five minutes, he got out, and when he came out, he had a marriage certificate like a certificate.

It will take two or three days to wash the photos in the photo studio, and then you will be able to post the photos yourself.

Yan Lang frowned and pulled away the marriage certificate with his arms long. Rong Qian was confused. After a while, Yan Lang turned his head to look at her. His left eyebrows raised high, and he called Rong Qian tentatively, "Wife?"

This nervous behavior caused the people who were still queuing up next to me to glance at each other.

However, when Rong Qian heard Yan Lang's whispering "wife", she understood what Yan Lang meant, and couldn't help laughing.

Yan Lang looked at Rong Qian with a beautiful smile without blinking.

When Rong Qian finished laughing, he woke up from the erratic and unreal feeling again. Yan Lang reached out and grabbed Rong Qian's hand.

The first time I held my hand, Yan Lang looked as stable as Mount Tai, but in fact he was so nervous that his hands were steady, but his palms were sweating hard.

Rong Qian's face suddenly turned red, she struggled, raised her eyes and stared at Yan Lang, but Yan Lang looked back with confidence, "Now we are a legal couple, and it is legal to hold hands!"

Not to mention holding hands, sleeping is legal!

When he was holding his wife's hand and passing by the parked car outside, Yan Lang threw the key to the older girl who looked over from the back window.

"Oh brother! You hit me on the head! Brother and sister-in-law, where are you going?"

The eldest girl covered her head and looked at her cousin's cousin pulling her sister-in-law's feet and then left without stopping. She was stunned.

Rong Qian also looked back and didn't understand what Yan Lang had to do.

Yan Lang waved his hand, "Big sister, drive to the hotel by yourself! Tell grandpa and the others that we will be there in a while!"

As soon as he held his wife's hand, Yan Lang had to hold him enough at one time. Isn't it still early now? The Civil Affairs Bureau is not too far from the Peace Hotel, so it only took half an hour to walk. Yan Lang couldn't take the distance a little longer, so that he and Rong Qian would have walked for a while.

The eldest girl was speechless. Seeing her cousin and sister-in-law getting farther and farther away, she curled her lips and could only use the car keys to push the car door and turn to the driver's seat to drive to the hotel.

After walking with hands for more than half an hour, when Yan Lang pulled Rong Qian and stood across the road at the entrance of the Heping Hotel, Yan Lang felt grateful to the motherland for the head.

After getting the marriage certificate, when others showed a questioning expression, he could tremble with the marriage certificate in his hand and glar back with confidence. It was great!

Rong Qian has blushed from the beginning to the calmness later, and now she can have a calm smile on her face.

There were already big red banners with the names of Yan Lang and Rong Qian at the entrance of the Peace Hotel. Yan Qiangguo and Xiao Dewei were wearing flowers on their chests, and the second and third sisters who were responsible for taking part in the money. The eldest and the other sisters were probably already helping to entertain guests. My cousin is still their main labor force and errands.

Xiao Dewei saw Yan Lang and Rong Qian from afar, and hurriedly ran over and asked the two to go there quickly. Xiao Dewei didn't even see what this stupid son did today, but fortunately she was not late.

It was only a little after ten o'clock. Yan Lang and Rong Qian used pins to pin the red flowers with the words "bride" and the words "bride". Rong Qian was holding the bouquet of flowers in her hand. Several guests came to send blessings. The two followed Yan Qiangguo and Xiao Dewei and smiled and bowed to thank him.

“Are you tired?”

“Not tired.”

"Are you hungry?"

“Not hungry.”

"Are you thirsty?"

Rong Qian thought about it and nodded, "A little."

So Yan Lang, who always wanted to find something to serve his wife, finally found an opportunity. He took the time to find a cup of warm tea next to him to serve Rong Qian.

The Yan family is not ready to do a big deal. After all, if it really happens, I am afraid that half of the senior executives in Xiping City will come to give a gift, which would be too high-profile.

So this time I only invited relatives and friends to have a meal, and finally bought about twenty tables.

Yan Lang and Rong Qian went to toast with their grandfather. After half a meal, they could still have a hot meal.

Now that we get married, we only have one lunch. The wedding banquet ends at around two o'clock. The driver at home drove, and Yan Lang took Rong Qian to the white sedan at home that was decorated with plastic flowers and ribbons by the eldest girl. The car looked delicate and even had a small red flag.

Yan Lang was a little nervous and anxious on the way, and he held Rong Qian's hand but placed it in the empty seat between him and Rong Qian.

The things Rong Qian had placed in the guesthouse were driven back to Yan Lang's house by the eldest sister and the others. Rong Qian moved her fingers, and Yan Lang immediately turned her head to look over.

"Cough, wipe your palm and hold it?"

Rong Qian pulled out a handkerchief with her other hand and turned her head to look at Yan Lang inquiringly.

Yan Lang thought about it and loosened his wrist a little, but did not open his fingers that were intertwined. He only opened his opposite palms, and then stuffed his handkerchief in and wiped it randomly.

After confirming that the palm of his hand became dry again, he took out his handkerchief with satisfaction and stuffed it into his pocket. After that, Yan Lang also comforted Rong Qian, "Don't be nervous, I will just give tea and call a circle of people in a while and it's all done."

After the wedding banquet, when Rong Qian returned to Yan Lang's house, she had to meet her relatives at home when she entered the house. Of course, it was just the ones from the uncle and uncle. As for the grandmother and the third aunt's house, she toasted at the wedding banquet today and called out to know each other.

Rong Qian smiled, "I'm not nervous."

I was a little nervous at first, but when I found that Yan Lang was even more nervous, Rong Qian suddenly relaxed. This feeling was very strange and there was no reason.

When Yan Lang heard this, he looked at Rong Qian carefully for a while. Finally, he realized that the other party was not nervous. He raised his hand and pulled the buckle of the tie, "Then I'm not nervous anymore."

What are you nervous? In fact, what Yan Lang is even more nervous is how to sleep when he sleeps with his wife at night?

Although he heard a lot of dirty words in the military camp at that time, Yan Lang had only a few understandings and only remembered one sentence, saying that a man crawled onto a woman and took off his clothes, he naturally knew how to sleep.

Yan Lang was not sure if he would really know then, but his heart was in a hurry, which was both a tense relationship and a factor that caused him to be frustrated when he remembered that.

Fortunately, Rong Qian misunderstood the reason for his nervousness. Yan Lang secretly swallowed and picked the topics of future life and work arrangements and chatted with Rong Qian casually.

After arriving at home, Yan Lang accompanied Rong Qian to offer tea to his grandfather, uncle and aunt, and received a circle of red envelopes, and sent red envelopes to several sisters and cousins.

Seeing Rong Qian being taken by her mother to have tea and chat to sort out the money she received today, Yan Lang took the opportunity to stand up, "Mom, I'll go up and change my clothes, you guys will chat first."

Leaving the sight of everyone in the living room, Yan Lang ran upstairs and rushed straight to the small study.

The small study at home is dedicated to free books, including newspapers, magazines, and classics. When Yan Lang comes up, he starts to look for wherever he is remote and inconspicuous.

There must be a privately collected books like the parents in a mysterious corner of the study. Yan Lang has never found such books, but when he was a child, he heard from his cousin that he had found them at home, and he was scared and cried.

Since the third uncle who looks like a scholar can even keep those books, Yan Lang feels that it is even more impossible for his father, who is a rough man, to have never read it.

Not to mention, when Yan Lang used his ability to track down the traces and clues, he really found it. Yan Lang pulled it out and blew the dust, then hid behind the desk and went to the corner to look seriously.

Books are the older martial arts. Yan Lang has a purpose, so he naturally doesn't watch the plot little by little. He just flips into the ambiguous subtitles in the catalog, and then flips over and you will surely see the plot of Xiang/Yan.

During this period, my cousin Yan Yu came to the study room three times, but he didn't see anyone. After calling for a long time, no one answered. It was not until it was time for dinner that Yan Lang sneaked back from the corner.

"Langlang, where did you go in the afternoon?"

Xiao Dewei and Rong Qian served the dishes together, and saw Yan Lang wandering into the restaurant, which was strange for a moment.

Everyone who had already put up bowls and chopsticks around the table and looked for stools looked over. Yan Lang calmly raised his hand and scratched his hair, making a confused look, "What? I'll go to sleep."

The little cousin stretched his neck and asked Yan Lang where he was sleeping, "I searched for a few laps but couldn't find you."

Yan Lang gave his cousin a look of "Are you sure?", "It's in the room, but I didn't sleep in the bed."

I just thought it was strange to ask. Anyway, Yan Lang would not lie to sleep at home, so the family didn't ask too much and asked Yan Lang to sit down with Rong Qian to have dinner.

After dinner, Xiao Dewei refused to let Rong Qian help clean up, so she asked Yan Lang to lead Rong Qian back to her room, "I'm so tired after a day of busyness. Take Xiao Rong upstairs and get off early."

It's said it's a rest, but it's just that I'm just that I'm going back to my room early to get close to you.

Fortunately, the eldest uncle and the others have already gone back. Grandpa and dad are both big men. They have already gone to drink tea and digest food. They pretended not to hear what was going on here.

Rong Qian was still a little blushing. Yan Lang's head had already begun to recall the words of the angry dragon entering the sea in the book. Although he was a little confused, Yan Lang felt that he was okay and was ready.

So Yan Lang pulled Rong Qian's hand and said, "Okay, Xiaorong and I will go up first, mom, you guys should rest early."

Whether it is bed sheets, mattresses or decorations in the room, even the dressing mirrors embedded on the wardrobe door are labeled with the red double-happiness letters.

The double-happy character cut by Yan Lang and Rong Qian was carefully pasted on the head of the bed by Yan Lang. When pasting it, pay special attention to the amount of rice paste. After all, it will be removed and taken away in a few days, so the paste will not be too rigid.

When he opened the door, he saw the red eyes. Rong Qian and Yan Lang were so nervous that they were silent for a moment.

Yan Lang felt that he was a man, and he had to take the initiative in this matter no matter what, so Yan Lang coughed twice and gently pulled Rong Qian to the front of the wardrobe to open the wardrobe. He took out their pajamas first, turned his head to look at Rong Qian, "Then let's take a shower first?"

Rong Qian nodded with a red face, reached out to take her pajamas, turned her back to Yan Lang, and took her changing underwear.

Yan Lang is tall and has good eyesight. Rong Qian bent down and saw him as soon as he took it. The Adam's apple rolled up, Yan Lang's blood poured on his head, and he walked up with a step, his chest close to Rong Qian's back, "Let's wash together! Save time and don't waste water!"

After saying that, he ignored Rong Qian's exclamation, threw away the pajamas in his hand, raised his hand and picked up Rong Qian, strode to the bathroom next to the suite and rushed into the door and rushed in.

The rooms at home are all like one bedroom, one living room and one bathroom, and there is also a small balcony. Yan Lang stuffed people into the bathroom, turned on the hot water next to the bathtub, and then he panted and stripped Rong Qian of the clothes on his body for less than 30 seconds.

Rong Qian had just had time to make the second scream of tonight, and was stuffed by the guy who was possessing a certificate and his hands were locked.

That night, Yan Lang finally understood why the word "angry dragon" in the martial arts book always likes to use the word "angry dragon" into the sea.

The author has something to say: It is impossible to have a bridal chamber. Another book has locked the chapter on the bridal chamber and issued a 14 red card warning. I have changed it over and over again, but I still haven't unlocked it, so I won't write it anymore. Just like that, our artistic conception is here,

ps: I think I'm going to be a hundred thousand dollars a day because I found that I really have a lot of things I want to write. I really want to finish one and then write another one as soon as possible.

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