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Listening to Qin Chuyu's words, Mu Qingcheng remained silent.

She opened the household registration booklet and found that only the page for the head of household contained Qin Chuyu's detailed information, and there was no information on the next page.

Although she couldn't stop flashing through the damn old joke in her mind, she couldn't help laughing now.

She understood why Qin Chuyu was separated out.

Although that reason seemed ridiculous to her, she also felt it was unnecessary.

But looking at that lonely page reminded her that he was always alone in her dreams, no matter what he did.

Taking care of two newborn children alone.

Raised two daughters alone.

He fought alone just to feed his daughter and give her a stable life.

He has always been alone.

No one can stand shoulder to shoulder with him.

Maybe in the dream, because of her mistake, this little notebook has always belonged to him alone, with only this page.

Mu Qingcheng once took a look at Qin Chuyu's book in her dream. Her two daughters were registered two years before she found Qin Xianyu and the others.

At that time, she didn't know why this happened, she just felt that Xianyu had his reasons for doing so, so she didn't ask.

I didn't take it seriously.

But now, looking at this lonely little notebook again, Mu Qingcheng suddenly realized.

Maybe this is also the helplessness of Qin Xianyu in the dream.

Once you have a registered household, it means you have a greater chance of being discovered by others.

A little more dangerous.

These things are to be recorded and archived online, and there is nothing top secret about them.

At that time, he might not have been able to protect the child, or even the ability to protect himself.

Once he is registered, if something happens to him or he dies in battle, the head of the household will have to be changed. Who should it be?

His immature daughter?

Or should I take him home and let him live with his parents again?

But without him, if we do that, danger would come in the blink of an eye.

Moreover, Qin Chuyu did this most likely because he planned that if he died in an accident or in battle, his household registration would be automatically deleted.

The two daughters could just go directly into someone else’s household registration, no matter whose it was. That would be much easier and wouldn’t make people associate it with him.

Although this is a very small detail, so small that it is completely imperceptible, it is enough to show how meticulous Qin Xianyu's mind is.

And how helpless I was at that time.

Mu Qingcheng couldn't help but feel a slight sourness in her nose.

Coming back to her senses and adjusting her demeanor, Mu Qingcheng asked, "Then, if I don't marry you, then wouldn't this be given to me in vain?"

Qin Chuyu put one hand behind his head, smiled brightly, and said nonchalantly: "That is your freedom, that is your business, this is my freedom, my business."

"It doesn't matter."

"No big deal, I can just take it back."

“It’s not heavy.”

Although Qin Chuyu said this very easily, Mu Qingcheng knew that this was his attitude, an attitude that he had from the beginning and had never changed.

When he decided to be with me, he was already planning to get married.

As the one who is loved, Mu Qingcheng is the one who can best understand how serious he is about and how much he is devoted to this relationship.

If it was really as she said, if she hadn't married him, Mu Qingcheng couldn't imagine how lost he would be when he took this little notebook back from here silently.

It will definitely not be as easy as he says now.

Of course, this is absolutely impossible.

"Why didn't I ever notice it?"

Mu Qingcheng arched her eyebrows, looking ferocious, and said, "Tell me, did you hide? Are you afraid that I would find you early, afraid that I would eat you till there is nothing left?"

Snapped!

Upon hearing this, Qin Chuyu touched her perky, soft, and nice-to-touch buttocks and said with a bit of a smile:

"Nonsense! Since I've been with you, do you really need to do housework?"

"Is it necessary for you to pack your things, Chairman Mu?"

"I remember where your things are better than you do!"

"Besides, your things are all on the top three shelves of the bedside table. How could you have found the last shelf?"

"How do you know that?"

"..."

"Um...it seems so..."

Mu Qingcheng smiled awkwardly.

Indeed, after the two of them got together, Mu Qingcheng didn't even do housework, and she hadn't even put away her clothes a few times!

She didn't know where she put a lot of her things, but once she asked Xianyu she knew where they were.

There's no way, this big salted fish took such good care of her.

She also enjoyed and really liked being taken care of by him in this regard.

The two of them had already formed a tacit understanding.

One person is in charge of the outside affairs, while the other is in charge of the inside affairs. They take care of each other, depend on each other, and fight or quarrel to death, but they never complain.

She even sometimes wondered, if this good-for-nothing broke up with her one day, or went into a cold war with her, ignoring her for ten days or half a month, would she become disabled?

However, it seems that this answer will never come in my lifetime.

"When are you going to get the marriage certificate and when are you going to get married?"

Qin Chuyu pinched her buttocks and called her back from her daze.

Mu Qingcheng reached out and slapped the playful big hand, thought seriously for a moment, and said, "We can get the marriage certificate anytime, but as for the marriage... although I am in a hurry, according to the custom over there, both parents still have to meet and talk."

"Of course, whether they talk about it or not, or what the result my parents give, I don't care. Anyway, if it suits my wishes, then everyone will be happy."

"If it doesn't fit..."

"Then I will talk to them until they agree with me."

"Anyway, I only have one husband. If they don't want to marry me, that's their business."

"At worst, I can just date for the rest of my life and make them die of anxiety, humph!"

Mu Qingcheng seemed to have thought of something. She pinched Qin Chuyu's nose and said unhappily, "But you have to destroy that thing!"

"That doesn't count as a breach of contract on my part!"

"You can't really make me drink vegetable soup and not eat vegetables for the rest of my life~"

Qin Chuyu smiled awkwardly.

He knew that as long as Mu Qingcheng wanted, she had a million ways to eat him up, and ten thousand ways to make it happen without her disobeying.

But for his idea, a reason that is ridiculous to say in this society, and out of respect for her, she agreed without any hesitation.

"It's up to you. I can do it anyway."

"It's OK to date, and it's OK to get married."

"As long as it's you."

"I don't run, and I'm too lazy to run."

Mu Qingcheng's eyes are like crescent moons and her eyebrows are curved.

But the next second, Mu Qingcheng couldn't laugh anymore.

Because Qin Xianyu is eating again.

"Humph!"

Looking at Mu Qingcheng sitting on his stomach with his cheeks puffed up, his arms folded across his chest, he snorted coldly and stared at him.

That pretty face suddenly looked like a greedy girl who couldn't eat and could only watch others eat, as if it was full of grievances and indignation.

There is also the greed that is visible to the naked eye.

Her pretty snow-white face turned a little red with anger.

Qin Chuyu couldn't help but burst out laughing and stopped teasing her: "Okay, okay, okay, I won't tease you anymore."

Qin Chuyu straightened up, holding her waist with one hand to prevent her from falling, then turned around and pulled out a drawer of the bedside table next to her, which contained a small insulated box.

Qin Chuyu took it out and opened it. A sour aroma that made her mouth water instantly filled the room:

"My little cousin knows that you have your period and that you can't eat cold food."

"Here, this plate of boneless duck feet is mine."

"This is the boneless duck feet she made especially for you."