Ning An was too sleepy to open his eyes. When he opened his eyes in a daze, he saw Song Shaoyan getting dressed.

This man has a really good figure, he looks slim when undressed, slim when dressed, has slender legs, and is dressed neatly in a white shirt.

Ning An looked at it and raised the corners of his lips: "Old Song...are you sober?"

Song Shaoyan heard her calling him and turned around: "I've woken up early. Let's have breakfast and then go get the certificate."

"It's not urgent. Anyway, the Civil Affairs Bureau will be working in the afternoon."

"I saw it, and it's better to get the certificate this morning."

Ning'an: "..."

There was a smile on her face.

This idiot will never change her mind.

Ning An's back was sore and she didn't rush to get up. She lay on the bed for a while and couldn't help but think of the last time she received the certificate.

That time, he didn't even choose a date. Song Shaoyan said that he was very busy and only had time on Wednesday, so he asked her to come directly to the door of the Civil Affairs Bureau.

Before this, they had never met each other several times.

When she came, he arrived on time and did not break his promise.

She remembered that the weather was very good that day, with clear skies. After receiving the certificate, he was about to drive away. Before leaving, he said: "Since you are married, you will live in Song's house from now on."

Ning An became a married woman just like that, and moved from the small house she rented to Song Zhai. She looked at the red notebook in her hand and felt incredible that she just got married...to the man she had liked for many years in college.

At that time, she felt very sweet in her heart. She always felt that since Song Shaoyan was willing to marry her, he must have a good impression of her and he would be very happy in the future.

"What are you thinking about?" Song Shaoyan bent down and his tie lightly touched the tip of her nose.

Ning An raised his head: "The weather is good today."

"Yes, the weather is very nice. Get up quickly and get your certificate."

Ever since they lived together, Song Shaoyan doted on her and never urged her to get up. Today...he just wanted to get the certificate from her as soon as possible.

Ning An lazily stretched out her arms from the bed, and she tried to hook Song Shaoyan's neck. Their eyes met, lingering and sorrowful.

Song Shaoyan's throat tightened, and a wave of heat surged through his body.

He said in a hoarse voice: "Early in the morning, don't tempt me."

Black hair hung down on Ning An's shoulders. She curved her lips and smiled: "Then you will hug me to get up?"

Song Shaoyan kissed her on the lips: "Good morning kiss."

Ning An's smile grew stronger.

A table of breakfast is prepared in the kitchen.

Little Candy was sent to learn painting by the driver early, and there were still only two people in the restaurant, Ning An and Song Shaoyan.

Ning An also wore a clean white shirt. Thinking of something, she said: "Do you still remember when you were filming the school's admissions promotional video? The white shirt you wore that day was so clean and charming that I couldn't take my eyes away.

"

Anyway, he already knew about her secret crush on him.

What she said was also true.

On the day of the shooting, at the request of the school, Song Shaoyan wore a white shirt, full of energy, like the big brother next door.

"Remember, you were also wearing a white skirt, and the photo shoot lasted a whole day."

"I thought you had forgotten all these things."

"I don't have much time in college. If I forget everything, what will be left in college?"

"Then what's your impression of me?" Ning An looked at him curiously while eating breakfast.

"It's not the first day I met you, my impression is..." Song Shaoyan stopped talking, he couldn't say anything anymore.

Seeing his evasive eyes, she tapped his hand with her chopsticks: "Tell me, be honest."
Chapter completed!