One Thousand Three Hundred and Forty-Three Marriage (Six)

Her white lips were trembling as she muttered, "I'm going to kill you... I'm going to kill you..."

Tang Yiming ignored the video and took a step faster than her. He took off the knife on the wall and threw it to the servant aside, "Take it away! Remove all dangerous things from the house! Throw as far away as possible." Far!"

"Yes, Master." Everyone did not dare to neglect and quickly packed up.

Su Fengjin became more and more excited, and her voice became hoarse, "You asked me to kill him, you asked me to kill him..."

Tang Yiming wanted to say something else, but Su Fengjin was so excited that in the next moment, her vision went dark and she fainted.

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Tang Yu and Song Zhixing had breakfast first and changed their clothes before going to the Civil Affairs Office.

They were getting married today, just the two of them, and there were no witnesses. However, the two of them felt that this was just right.

In the car, Song Zhixing flipped through his household registration book and raised his lips when he saw that his age was 22 years old. The smile is more dazzling than the sunshine outside the window.

"Second uncle, I lied about my age. Even if we get a marriage certificate, it will not be legally valid, right?"

"As long as it works for me."

Song Zhixing raised the corners of his lips, turned his face, and looked at him with his chin on his head, "If one day you do something wrong to me, I can run away at any time, right? Our marriage has no legal protection anyway."

Tang Yu grabbed her hand and held it in his hand. His thumb gently rubbed her delicate tiger's mouth, "It seems that I have to make you an oil bottle as soon as possible to prevent you from thinking about escaping all day long. By the way-"

Tang Yu thought of something and turned to look at her, "Is your menstrual period coming these days? Is there any movement now?"

Song Zhixing shook his head, "Nothing happened. It should be a few days later."

Tang Yu looked brighter and squinted at her, "Maybe there will be no movement."

Song Zhixing put his small hand on his lower abdomen, "Second uncle...you said, I won't really get pregnant, right? It shouldn't be that fast. The number of times the two of us didn't take measures was only two nights."

Tang Yu narrowed his eyes and stared at her ambiguously, "But, I have done it many times in the past two nights. Moreover, you are young and it is easier to get pregnant.

"

Can I really get pregnant?

Song Zhixing bit his lip, feeling very complicated and conflicted for a moment. I want to give Tang Yu a baby, so that no one can object to them being together. However, when I think that I am only 18 years old, I still feel somewhat melancholy and lost. In fact, her life journey has just begun. In addition to family and love, she still has many goals she wants to achieve.

Although she had struggled in school before, ever since she made up her mind to be with Tang Yu, she was eager to make herself better. If I had given birth to a child so early, wouldn't I be less free? Even if I study, I may become unable to do so.

"What's wrong?" Seeing that she didn't answer, Tang Yu turned to look at her and found her rather melancholy face.

Song Zhixing shook his head, "It's nothing. I was just thinking that if I was really pregnant, it would be too late for me to go to college."

Tang Yu squeezed her hand, as if he knew what she was thinking, "Don't think too much. As long as you want to study, all school doors are open to you no matter what time."

Song Zhixing nodded. Yes, her life has almost always been arranged by Tang Yu. From now on, I don’t have to worry about anything, so what am I missing?

When I thought that I was actually going to marry this man, the tangled emotions just disappeared instantly and were replaced by relief.

The two people quickly arrived at the Civil Affairs Office. First, they took a certification photo and filled out their household registration information. There was almost no problem. The staff quickly processed the information for them. About 10 minutes later, when the household registration book was returned to Song Zhixing, Song Zhixing looked at the seal with the word "married" on it and felt very dazed, as if he was dreaming. Looking at it, my eyes couldn't help but feel a little hot.

Tang Yu sat next to her and saw her slightly moist eyes. He held her chin and raised her face to face him. His expression was more serious than ever, "Do you regret it now?"

"No!" Song Zhixing rubbed his eyes. It was not regret, but...an unspeakable emotion that kept colliding in his heart.

She has a husband.

‘Husband’ is two sacred words, which means that from now on, she will never be alone at any time. She has a strong backing, a family who will not abandon her, and a harbor where she can escape the wind and rain at any time.

"Tang Yu, I will be your wife from now on, so don't be cruel to me all the time!" She raised her face and spoke to him righteously.

Tang Yu smiled. The seriousness just now was gone, and he nodded, "Okay."

"Then don't hit me at every turn, I am the mistress of your house now!"

As soon as she finished speaking, everyone else in the Civil Affairs Bureau looked in their direction. Especially looking at him! He's a good-looking grown man, but he actually beats his wife? Moreover, this wife still looks like a child. How could you do it?

Tang Yu felt that he had instantly become the target of public criticism. The staff of the Civil Affairs Bureau even looked embarrassed, as if regretting that he should not have given them this certificate.

He really couldn't laugh or cry, "Mrs. Tang, if you say this, others will misunderstand that I have a habit of domestic violence."

Song Zhixing's sparkling eyes, full of spirituality, led everyone around, looked at Tang Yu aggrievedly, and accused him, "Aren't you a domestic violence? You are a domestic violence."

As soon as these words came out, everyone looked at him with contempt.

Tang Yu picked her up from the sofa in the Civil Affairs Bureau, "It seems that I have to abuse you again today, otherwise, you will really make a scene."

"No! You are not allowed to hit me!" Song Zhixing held her hips with both hands, lying in his arms, staring at him with big eyes. She was afraid that he would really do it to her.

"It's too late!"

"No one bullies like you! Just got married, and you treat me like this!"

"Anyway, we are married, you can't run away, who can I bully if I don't bully you?"

"Tang Yu, why are you so bad!" Song Zhixing poked him in the chest angrily, "I said, you won't love me if I marry you, you can't run away if you bully me, right?"

Tang Yu didn't refute, and carried her all the way into the car.

He put her on the passenger seat, bent over, still in the car, and didn't go out. The handsome face with a smile was very close to her, "Call me 'husband', and forget about the domestic violence today."

Song Zhixing looked at him obsessively with eyes that seemed to be twinkling with tiny stars, and after smiling, she raised her hand to grab his tie and pulled him off. Then, her pink lips pressed against his lips, and she didn't move for a while.