Hey, we are not dirty! [gl]

When the heavy knock on the door sounded, Ji Weixi was cooking chicken soup in the kitchen.After so many years, she has changed from an untouchable princess to an all-round woman who can control the hall and the kitchen.

"Here we come." While responding, she walked quickly towards the door, "Did you forget to bring something?"

It was indeed Jing Muyao outside the door, her face was flushed, her eyes sparkled, she hugged Ji Weixi directly without saying a word.

Ji Weixi let her hug her, and after a few minutes stretched out his hand to slightly push her away: "People who are 40 years old after the new year will be laughed at if they hug each other like this. If I really can't help it... shall we go in?"

Jing Muyao pinched her waist, and said anxiously, "Xixi, I forgot to bring you."

Ji Weixi was confused by her sudden words, and after thinking for a while, she realized that she asked Jing Muyao what she forgot to bring a few minutes ago.

"Take me?" Ji Weixi patted her on the back and comforted her softly, "I have nothing to do, didn't we all discuss it last night? Today Muxuan is married, you go to accompany the newcomer happily, Shall I cook happily at home and wait for you to come back? My status is embarrassing, so I won't cause trouble for you. "

As soon as Jing Muyao uttered a syllable in her throat, Ji Weixi interrupted her, "Don't say anything about me attending the wedding as your friend, I don't want to. You are my wife! If you can't go in a fair manner, don't go .”

"Okay, okay, what time is it, go, go, my soup is going to dry up." Ji Weixi pushed her away, "I'm not wronged at all, let's go, huh?"

"I don't believe it, how could you not be wronged." Jing Muyao grabbed Ji Weixi's waist and buried her face deeply in her heart, "Xixi, when I stand in your position and think about it, I feel so wronged! The younger brother of the pillow man who has lived with him for more than ten years is going to get married, but he can't even go!"

Ji Weixi was silent, yes, he said he was not wronged, but deep down in his heart was still panting.

However, the tone is still steady: "Be obedient, don't make everyone wait."

"I'm taking you there today!"

Ji Weixi was taken aback. After she did some ideological work last night, Ayao reluctantly agreed not to let her go, but why is she so excited now?It's obvious that he will turn his face when he gets out of bed.

No, this is a disease that needs to be cured.She had to do more to make A Yao unable to get out of bed.

She was so thinking about doing such and such things with someone on the bed, that someone hugged her even tighter without knowing it, "Xixi, we can go there openly!"

Ji Weixi grinned wryly and didn't answer, how could it be possible.

"Look!" The mobile phone was suddenly stuffed in his hand, Ji Weixi picked it up because he didn't know it, leaned on Jing Muyao's shoulder and looked up at the screen.

After a few minutes, Ji Weixi suddenly squeezed Jing Muyao into her arms tightly with all his strength, as if he wanted to stuff Jing Muyao into her body.

The always steady and occasionally teasing voice became trembling like never before: "Is this...really?"

Jing Muyao knew that Ji Weixi must be crying, she couldn't help but burst into tears instantly: "Hmm! It's true! Now the Internet is full of discussions about this!"

"Xixi, we can be together openly! We... can get married!"

"Marry... Marry..." The tears in the corners of Ji Weixi's eyes slipped into her mouth with the corners of her raised lips. The tears are salty, but the heart is sweet. "I can also get married like others... that's great , That's great...A Yao, I suddenly feel that the past ten years have not been in vain, it's not too late, it's not too late!"

"...Hmm!" Jing Muyao took her hand, "So, let's go to register now, and after registration, go to our brother's wedding!"

"it is good!"

At night, thousands of houses are lit, and in every lit window, no matter joy or sorrow, there is always someone there.There are people, there is still hope.

In the room, the bedside lamp gave off a faint light, and Ji Weixi leaned against the bedside and looked at the things in his hand under the light and smiled foolishly.The slender shadow reflected on the wall was dark, but the silent shadow seemed to be happy at the moment.

When Jing Muyao went in after taking a shower, she saw such a scene, it was rare for Ji Weixi to smile so brightly.

"Still watching? Have you been watching for a few hours? Are you not tired?"

"Nonsense! Why are you tired!" Ji Weixi didn't even look at her, focusing on the things in his hands, "I finally have a marriage certificate! I'll put it in my pocket tomorrow and show it to anyone I catch! If you don’t believe me, who dares to talk nonsense again!”

"Yes, yes, you are amazing, but if you do that, you will probably be considered crazy." Jing Muyao smiled and sat next to Ji Weixi to watch.

Ji Weixi turned her head and kissed Jing Muyao's face, and immediately looked at the red book in her hand. Her fingers were gently held, as if she was afraid of wrinkling things, and her movements were careful and gentle, as if she was holding something in her hands The one is a fragile porcelain doll.

"What's wrong with the crazy? That's a married crazy too!"

Jing Muyao laughed, Ji Weixi is really extra cute today, a little silly and cute, so cute that people can't help but want to pinch their faces.

Naturally, she did it with her heart.

What I got was a meaningful look.

The teasing words followed closely: "Did you pinch my face just now? Let me tell you, whose daughter-in-law dares to fight the head of the family?"

Jing Muyao's eyes were almost red, and she stretched out her hand to pinch Ji Weixi's face again, "You are the cutest of all the masters, whoops, why do you think you are so cute, so cute... so cute I want to cry!"

"Hehe." Ji Weixi changed into a cold face, gently closed the red book in his hand, and carefully put it into the drawer of the bedside table.Then, he turned around and threw Jing Muyao fiercely onto the bed, "I'll give you a chance to redeem yourself. I'll ask you a very simple question. If you answer correctly, I'll let you sleep for an extra hour tonight; but if you answer wrong If you do... I'll make you cry."

Jing Muyao's body trembled, she was so happy...crying...can she refuse?The last time she was forced to cry, she was going to die!She herself didn't know that when she was so hungry and thirsty, she kept yelling for what she wanted with her legs on Ji Weixi's waist... the next day her voice was hoarse.

Go fuck and cry!

Jing Muyao said cautiously: "What's the problem?"

"You and me," Ji Weixi deliberately poked the bump on Jing Muyao's chest and then nodded his heart, "Who is cute?"

"..." What the hell is wrong with this? exm?Meow meow meow?

Jing Muyao didn't dare to answer immediately, after all, the consequences of answering wrong would be dire.

She bowed her head in thought, Xixi didn't seem to smile when she praised Xixi for being cute just now, maybe Xixi felt that the word "cute" was too harsh for a character?

That being the case...

Jing Muyao raised her head slightly, and looked into Ji Weixi's eyes expectantly, her tone was tentative and cautious, "Or am I... cuter?"

Seeing that Ji Weixi didn't answer, Jing Muyao immediately changed her words, her voice was several times louder than before: "You are cute! You are the cutest!"

"Hmm..." The unexpected kiss made Jing Muyao a little dazed, and as soon as the lips of the two of them parted, she immediately asked, "Did I get the answer right or did I get it wrong?"

"From now on, you can prepare to cry in advance." Ji Weixi reached out and rubbed her chest, and put his tongue into her mouth again, "Do I need to say? You must have answered wrong, of course it is my wife cute."

"Uh... ah... um..."

Jing Muyao has been tricked again, what can she say, she is also very desperate!

The author has something to say: The first episode~The next episode is at the request of wuli stupid 9, and invited Miss Ruan Qing out to have fun~ I don’t know who to write about later... If I have no idea, I won’t write it, sir It will be over after the miss episode, la la la ~