Marriage at first thought: the black-bellied president is super painful

Of course Huo Yunteng did not forget their honeymoon trip.

At that time, I also made careful planning in advance, but the plan could not keep up with the changes. The company's affairs and family affairs, one after another, had to be delayed again and again.

In a blink of an eye, the honeymoon of the two will be delayed from the autumnal equinox to the winter solstice.

Huo Yunteng also felt very sorry, because not only Shaohua wanted to spend his honeymoon, why didn't he want to have a chic and pleasant trip with his beloved?

Fortunately, honeymoon travel does not have to be at home. It is also completely possible to find a city or island with a pleasant climate abroad.

Seeing that his little daughter-in-law was so wronged that he was about to attack him, Huo Yunteng quickly grabbed Shaohua's fist and held it securely in his palm.

Then he joked: "You didn't say it yourself, as long as the two of us are together, every day is a honeymoon."

"I don't care, I'm going out to play!"

He coaxed, Shaohua soon stopped being angry, but still glared at him: "You have to play with me for a month, and you can't leave me to work during this period."

When Shaohua played tricks, Huo Yunteng had nothing he could do, he couldn't help but give up his principles and pamper her, now he had to be willing to cling to her.

"Okay, not working."

"You are not allowed to force me to type!"

"When did I ever force you?"

Shaohua looked at him resentfully: "You have! You were yin and yang to me the day before yesterday!"

Huo Yunteng thought about it, and there was indeed such a thing.

Shaohua searched for inspiration for more than a week, and her muse finally appeared the night before yesterday. She hurriedly sat down in front of the computer and started working.

As soon as Huo Yunteng saw it, he was overjoyed: "I thought the great writer had changed his career, but it didn't?"

Shaohua immediately argued that he had been looking for inspiration.

Huo Yunteng said: "Then I ask you to listen to the advice of the novelist Peter de Vries: 'I only write when inspiration strikes, and I make sure that I have inspiration at nine o'clock every morning.'"

Shaohua was stubborn at the time, and said with a stiff neck: "Yes, you see, people also wait for inspiration before writing!"

Huo Yunteng was so angry that he knocked on her head: "What they mean is that you must keep writing and develop a daily writing routine!"

When it came to the pain point, Shaohua simply lay down.

She hugged Huo Yunteng's waist: "Brother, you scolded me again!"

"I'm guiding you to develop good habits!" Huo Yunteng said so, but his tone softened a long time ago.

And the person who is not allowed to say something wrong has to say the other way around: "Okay, just hug me, and I will forgive you!"

Huo Yunteng felt that she was irritating, cute and irresistible, so he had no choice but to follow her, lift her up, and hugged her like a monkey.

Then he listened to Shaohua's instruction, carried her from the study to the kitchen, brought her some snacks, and carried her back to put in front of the desk, so that this naughty girl gave up.

Recalling his thoughts from the day before yesterday, Huo Yunteng couldn't help knocking on Shaohua's forehead: "Who made you so lazy, if you don't urge you, you keep herding sheep."

"Then do you agree or not?"

He said helplessly, "I promise, I promise you everything, okay?"

Satisfied, Shaohua lay on his chest, pursing her lips and smiling.

After a while, Huo Yunteng looked down at the person in his arms again, only to find that she had fallen asleep, snoring lightly like a cat.

Huo Yunteng slowly laid Shaohua down, let her lie down on the pillow, and then reached out to turn off the bedside lamp.

They finally fell asleep, and the whole city gradually fell asleep.

The night is like water, quietly entering the windows of every small house, including the homes of Ling Ying and A Fei.

Ling Ying had been lying down for a while, and Ah Fei beside her was breathing evenly and deeply, but she couldn't fall asleep anyway, and kept thinking wildly.

Tomorrow morning, her mother will send the household registration book, and then she and Ah Fei will go to take photos of their marriage certificates in the morning, and then go to the Civil Affairs Bureau to collect the certificates in the afternoon.

She didn't care whether to get the certificate or not before, but now once the decision is made, she can't help but look forward to it.

Thinking of the four words "everything is not suitable" reminded in the almanac, Ling Ying felt awkward.

Don't make a mistake...

Thinking of this, Ling Ying quickly shook her head, her sixth sense has always been very good, so she can't keep thinking about these bad things, she has to think about the good!

When the sky began to turn white, Ling Ying finally fell asleep.

Until there was a rush of ringtones...