There are ten days left to be the Spring Festival. It is really necessary to hurry up if you want Rong Qian’s parents to come for the New Year. In addition, you are also preparing to discuss the wedding banquet.

As for the evidence, it is what Yan Lang and Rong Qian two young men are considering themselves.

Nowadays, I am not very popular to read the almanac certificate, but to find a day with special significance. What kind of wedding anniversary will be celebrated every year? It will be a sweetness that the couple can remember for the rest of their lives.

Rong Qian pursed her lips and listened quietly. Although she was worried about what would happen to her step-parents, she was not overly worried because she had been living independently for four years and had no expression there, which was to acknowledge that she was just a member of the Rong family, not the Zhang family of the stepfather.

Since that's the case, asking the stepfather is just a love affair, and it's mainly the mother.

The first two times my mother called me, I was nervous whether Rong Qian had been cheated of money or sex by Yan Lang, and whether the Yan family had talked about marriage.

Since her mother asked this, Yan Lang is going to marry her now, there should be no resistance to her mother.

"Langlang, when are you going to take wedding photos with Qianqian? Qianqian is so beautiful, she wants to take a good photo now. When you get old, you will know that their mother and grandma are young, and they will have many signs when they are young."

Li Defang was excited about the wedding and suddenly started to get married again.

Li Defang is not like some mother-in-law. She thinks that her daughter-in-law can do whatever she wants after she gets her certificate, and she is reluctant to take wedding photos. She always feels that she just takes photos and just takes photos with her mobile phone. She has to spend a lot of money to take wedding photos.

Li Defang likes to go out to socialize with others. She is a popular figure among the aunts and aunts who dance square dances, and she can also be called fashionable in her mind.

Those were the thoughts from many years ago. Now young people can still get divorced after getting married. Do you really think that by placing a certificate and having a baby, you can trap your daughter-in-law?

We should cultivate our feelings and become relatives as soon as possible. Such emotional ties are the guarantee of a long-term marriage.

As for wedding photos, if she hadn't seen her son marrying a wife and having children, there would be a lot of money at home, she would have wanted to take Lao Yan to take a photo. This is what is called grasping the tail of youth and making herself look elegant and charming when she grows old.

When she was young, she was unable to take wedding photos. Li Defang kept talking about this all her life. She was a woman herself, so she should understand the hearts of women better. Everyone wants to take wedding photos with only one person once in their lifetime, and of course they can’t just cut them off just to save money.

For women, wedding photos are not a question of whether they are not money or not, but a memory worth cherishing for a lifetime of improvement in life.

Rong Qian was moved by Li Defang's considerate and sincere treatment, so she naturally became more intimate with her. When she changed her shoes and left, she blushed and called Li Defang "Mom", "Mom goes to bed early at night, don't think about things too late."

After saying that, Rong Qian was so blushed that she wanted to get into the ground, but she didn't regret saying such words.

Li Defang was stunned for a moment, then responded with a crisp smile on his face, reached out and held Rong Qian's hand and got close to him, "Okay, Qianqian cares about her mother, she will definitely listen to you. You go to bed early when you go back. If you have any work you need to do, even though he told Langlang that he is now a big man who wants to be a husband, and the pillar of a family, we can't let him not have a chance to show his performance!"

Yan Lang didn't know that his unreliable mother had secretly coaxed her future wife to change her words just now. At this time, she was a little surprised when she heard this.

However, the two most important women in his life were able to get along so well, even if he became a coolie in his mother's mouth, Yan Lang was happy and stood beside him and smiled.

Yan Suguo coughed twice, and hesitated to squeeze in and say something, but saw that his future daughter-in-law's face was flushed, and she sighed and didn't say anything, afraid of scaring Rong Qian.

But when Rong Qian and Yan Lang left, Yan Suguo cleaned up the dishes, washed, swept the floor and mopped the sofa without saying a word. In short, he ignored Comrade Li Defang's words to him during his time.

After all, Li Defang has lived with this old man for so much of his life. How could he not tell that he was sulking? He pretended not to see it, and kept sighing that his daughter-in-law's "Mom" sounded so nice, "Hey, it would be great if we had another daughter back then. Unfortunately, we were in the city at that time and family planning was strictly controlled."

Li Defang took a shower, wiped the wet hair and went back to the room, lay on the bed, and sighed with emotion.

Yan Suguo snorted, turned around and covered himself with a quilt and closed his eyes to sleep.

Li Defang had teased her husband enough, and then she smiled and slapped Yan Suguo on the butt. Yan Suguo was so scared that he sat up halfway and glared at her helplessly.

"Don't worry, I will help you change your words after tomorrow and call you dad. How old is this person, and you are still sulking. Do you think you are a three-year-old child?"

Li Defang didn't care about her husband's glaring at all, and she happily imagined the future, "Oh, you said Qianqian has grown a lot of meat recently, and she must be healthy. Maybe we can help Qianqian make soup and nourish the baby."

Speaking of this, the smile on Li Defang's face changed, and he was a little joking, "Oh Lao Yan, you said that if I go and put down the chain lock of our security door so that Lang Lang can't enter the door, can he go to Qianqian to sleep?"

Yan Suguo heard the old woman become more and more unfair as she spoke. She patted the pillow with a stern face and lay down again, "Don't mess around. If Qianqian and Langzi misunderstand, it will be enough for you to cry at that time!"

This also makes sense. Li Defang thought about it and could only sigh regretfully, throw the towel onto the cabinet next to him, fiddled with his hair a few times, and lay down himself.

Yan Lang held Rong Qian's hand as usual, and when he walked, he rubbed his arms against Rong Qian from time to time. It was obvious that he had been in love for more than three months and nearly four months, but the two became more and more sticky, and their relationship was really increasing every day.

"Qianqian, which day do you want to get your certificate? The first day of the Chinese New Year is Valentine's Day on February 14th, but the Civil Affairs Bureau was on holiday that day, and the White Valentine's Day on March 14th was too long, and there must be a lot of people that day, so we might as well find a day in advance to get it?"

Yan Lang herself wished she would get rid of the evidence tomorrow, but at least she should be gentler so as not to scare the young lady.

Rong Qian has no objection. She likes to listen to Yan Lang in many daily affairs.

Perhaps many girls like to have their own opinions and more independent ideas, and sneer at her submissive idea, but Rong Qian likes to rely on him very much, hoping that her life is full of traces of his existence.

Perhaps it was because after so many years of helplessness, my panic broke out twice as soon as I had someone I could rely on.

When Rong Qian thought of this, she couldn't help but frown quietly, "I, Yan Lang, do you think I'm too dependent on you? Do you think I'm annoyed? I don't want to think too much about many things, just want to listen to you."

Yan Lang laughed out loud, held Rong Qian's hand and put it in his pocket, then pulled his hand out to wrap around Rong Qian's shoulder, "No, you can rely on me all your life, I'm 100% sure I won't feel annoyed."

After thinking about it, Yan Lang stood at the door of the unit door holding Rong Qian's shoulder with both hands, leaning down seriously, lowering his voice, "I'll tell you a secret secret. Actually, I'm not an ordinary person. I have a intuition that other men will change, but I don't. The people I believe will never change in the past few thousand or tens of thousands of years."

Rong Qian laughed while eating, Yan Lang whispered with a straight face, "Be serious!"

Rong Qian quickly tightened her face and tried to widen her eyes and nodded at Yan Lang seriously.

Yan Lang muttered a little dissatisfied, "I tell you the truth, you actually laughed at me!"

It's quite aggrieved.

Rong Qian quickly pulled out her hand in Yan Lang's pocket, and put her hands on Yan Lang's arm that she was about to withdraw, "I believe you, really!"

Although some people find it funny, you work so hard to make me believe that you will not change your mind, and I will also work hard to believe you.

Yan Lang smiled again, "Go upstairs quickly, it's so cold to get the wind."

The two of them went upstairs and opened the door. As soon as they entered the door, Yan Lang said that they were actually a little angry just now and needed a kiss from the young lady to avoid getting angry.

Rong Qianming knew that this guy was taking the opportunity to kiss her, and felt the feeling of restraint on the ring finger of her left hand that made her feel happy. After all, she stood up softly and wrapped her hands around Yan Lang's neck, and took the initiative to lean her face with a tender expression on her lips.

Yan Lang didn't expect Rong Qian to agree so easily. His breathing stagnated, and then his chest fluctuated violently. His hands, without hesitation, suddenly circled Rong Qian's slender waist like willow branches, and at the same time he leaned over and covered her soft red lips that the young lady took the initiative to bring up.

"Um!"

Rong Qian was startled and subconsciously wanted to retract and put her tiptoe flat.

However, Yan Lang refused to let go. He directly wrapped Rong Qian's waist and lifted the petite Rong Qian up and hugged it on his chest. He turned around and changed the angle to continue to ask for uncontrollably between her lips and tongue.

"Qianqian, I like you so much, I, can I..."

In the space where the kiss was paused, Yan Lang gasped and whispered, his voice light and light, as if he wanted to say it to Rong Qian, but he seemed to be afraid that Rong Qian would hear it.

Because the intense warmth and moist breath just now sprayed on her lips, Rong Qian felt Yan Lang's hoarse voice full of Gu's no-thoughts. The feeling of intoxicating women fell into her ears. Rong Qian's heart trembled and she wanted to open her mouth and hummed her long.

Yan Lang swallowed two salivas with difficulty, trying hard to suppress the impulse to break through the rationality. At this moment, a gentle kiss was placed on the corner of his lips, "Yan Lang, do you want me, okay?"

Yan Lang gasped for a while, then became more and more rapid, his hoarse voice became more and more low, almost breathing, "Are you sure?"

Rong Qian seemed to smile, but she didn't. Anyway, Yan Lang was already rushing to the head, and there seemed to be a series of hallucinations like dreams in front of her. She only remembered the three words that were clear but extremely certain, "I'm sure."

The author has something to say: Ah, Yan Lang, let go of my little sister!
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