Liu Zhenying was confused by the faint suspicion. He rubbed his fingers together. He wanted to ask but didn't know what to ask. He could only seriously recall everything that happened today.

After a while, she reached out and poked his arm, and said in a soft voice: "The sobering tea is ready. Sit up and drink it obediently, okay?"

Hearing the noise, Qu Xiaojue didn't answer, but opened his eyes. Those black eyes reflected her appearance, which was too deep, and he didn't know whether she was drunk or sober.

To be honest, she really didn't understand what he meant, so she could only move the cup closer and said, "Hurry up and drink the sobering tea."

The two of them maintained this posture for a few seconds before he opened his mouth and called her name: "Liu Zhenying, didn't you notice that I'm angry?"

"Ah? Why?"

She was very confused. She looked at him and then at the sober tea: "Don't you want to drink it? If you have a headache tomorrow..."

Before she even finished speaking, he pulled her into his arms, and his iron-like arms tied her waist so hard that she felt like he wanted to fuse herself into his flesh and blood.

If it weren't for her good balance, the sobering tea in her hand might have been spilled.

She poked his arm angrily and said angrily, "Qu Xiaojue."

"kindness?"

"If you don't drink the sobering tea, I will ask Aunt Guo to make two cups and pour them into your stomach."

His breathing stagnated, his thick ink-like eyes lowered, his gaze locked on her face, looking at her eyes that showed no other emotion except seriousness, he couldn't help but curse in a low voice.

She was really his nemesis sent from heaven to torture him.

Without saying a word, he took the sobering tea in her hand and poured it into his stomach in a few sips.

Without waiting for her to smile and prepare to praise him, he grabbed the back of her head, leaned over to kiss her, and took the last sip of unfinished tea.

The unique spiciness of the sobering tea spread in her mouth. Before Liu Zhenying could feel disgusted, her lips and tongue were strongly hooked by the man, and he kissed her aggressively. No matter how hard she tried to dodge, she couldn't avoid it, so she could only let it go.

As if patrolling her territory, he licked the soft flesh bit by bit, making all her nerves tremble uncontrollably wherever he went.

The atmosphere between the two people was constantly heating up, and Liu Zhenying's senses were all mixed up. He felt as if he was weightless, almost falling off a cliff, and his arms subconsciously hugged his neck.

And it was precisely this that made the man stop on alert.

He maintained the posture of clasping the back of her head. The tea cup had already rolled down somewhere during the kiss. He was breathing heavily, and his scorching eyes were locked on her charming and moist face that had been kissed, and he gritted his teeth: "

You don’t even know what I’m angry about?”

Before she could fully recover from her thoughts, she raised her face slightly when she heard the sound, confused: "Are you angry that the Civil Affairs Bureau is closed?"

She only got half of the answers right, and the least important half.

He was so angry that he bit her red lips again: "Don't you even care?"

"What don't you care about?" She hesitated for a moment, and in the sight of him gritting his teeth, she realized: "You think I don't care about not getting a marriage certificate?"

Only then did he hum a word from his nose: "Yeah."

Hearing this, she struggled to sit upright in his arms, looked at his overly sexy and handsome face, and counted with him with her fingers: "You are my destined husband. When we got engaged, we burned incense and illuminated the world.

The ceremony was not interrupted at that time, even if it was recognized by heaven and earth."

The most important thing is...

"Master has calculated that we are destined to wait until next year to get married. If there is no special opportunity, even if we want to get a marriage certificate, we will have to wait until next year."
Chapter completed!