The result of not taking the "backdoor" was that Rong Sinan and Tang Yige waited in line for nearly two hours before it was finally their turn, spending another half hour registering, taking photos, and pledging vows to get their certificate.
After receiving the certificate and leaving the civil affairs bureau, it was almost noon.
Once they got in the car, Tang Yige held the two marriage certificates in her hand, flipping them open and placing them on her lap.
Because it was New Year’s Eve, Tang Yige was wearing a red long dress today, with a light gray cashre coat on top, her wavy hair cascading like soft, shiny seaweed.
Rong Sinan was dressed casually.
A white shirt beneath a soft red pullover sweater, with a light gray cashre coat on top as well.
The way they dressed today indeed looked like they were in matching couple outfits specifically for getting their certificate.
When taking photos, both of them took off their coats.
Tang Yige stared at the photo on the marriage certificate, eyes sparkling, and murmured, "Brother, you look really good in this photo."
Driving, Rong Sinan heard her and glanced at Tang Yige through the rearview mirror, "Just good-looking?"
Tang Yige glanced at him, her gaze seeming to carry colorful bubbles.
Rong Sinan softly curled his lips, his eyes moving from Yige’s face to the photo on the marriage certificate on her lap.
But instead of looking at himself, he was gazing at Tang Yige.
Tang Yige’s eyes were crescent-shaped with laughter, shining with light, not just in her eyes but all over, making her seem warm... happy!
As Rong Sinan continued to stare, the corners of his mouth naturally lifted, "Still a silly little girl like when we were young."
"You’re annoying!"
Tang Yige blushed and glared at him, "I said you’re handso, and you call silly? Hmph, we just got the certificate and you already changed your tone!"
Rong Sinan laughed elegantly, looking at her with indulgence, "So, after marriage, I can’t even speak the truth?"
"You, you still dare say that!"
Tang Yige angrily clenched her fist.
"Ha."
Rong Sinan laughed aloud, freeing one hand, wrapping Tang Yige’s raised fist in his palm, holding it tight, "Even if you were really a fool, I would still marry you!"
Tang Yige, "..."
"The ’anger’ disappeared completely."
Blushing, she looked at him.
"So happy."
Rong Sinan tilted his head to look at Tang Yige, his eyes glistening with clear light.
"..." Tang Yige’s ears turned beet red, symbolically pulling her hand from his, muttering, "Rong Sinan, sotis you can be really cheesy!"
"Hmph!"
Rong Sinan tightened his grip on her hand, "Just speaking the truth!"
Tang Yige pouted, but the corners of her mouth lifted high.
...
After about ten minutes of driving.
Tang Yige’s eyes inadvertently swept outside the window and suddenly realized that this wasn’t the road to Jinming Port City at all.
Tang Yige was montarily stunned and looked at Rong Sinan with confusion, "Brother, where are we going? Aren’t we going to Jinming Port City?"
Rong Sinan squinted slightly, cleared his throat, and said with a straight face, "Before going to Jinming Port City, I’ll take you sowhere first."
"...Where?" asked Tang Yige.
Rong Sinan curled his lips, a deep color slowly swirling in his bright eyes, humming lightly, "You’ll know once we’re there."
"..."
...
In the Jue Shi Hotel elevator.
Tang Yige glared at the well-dressed elegant man beside her from the mirror-like walls, gritting her teeth, "Rong Sinan..."
"Call husband!"
Rong Sinan secretly watched Tang Yige from the reflective surface, his voice slightly abnormal.
Tang Yige felt like he wasn’t talking to her but splashing water, and it was hot water.
Her face felt burning, Tang Yige took a breath, pulling her hand forcefully from his grip, "Today is New Year’s Eve! You’re ssing around!"
"I haven’t done anything yet." Rong Sinan appeared sowhat whiny.
"...You’ve already brought to a hotel!"
Tang Yige was so angry she almost stomped her feet.
Rong Sinan looked at her calmly, "Who said you can’t co to a hotel on New Year’s Eve?"
"...But Little Rui is still waiting for us at Jinming Port City? I want to go find Little Rui!"
Tang Yige spoke in sha and anger.
Rong Sinan gazed deeply at Tang Yige, "Later."
"Bro..."
Ding...
The elevator door opened.
anwhile, Tang Yige was also pulled out of the elevator by Rong Sinan, heading straight for Room 903.
"Brother... stop fooling around..."
Tang Yige felt both embarrassed and anxious.
It’s already afternoon, Little Rui and Grandpa are still waiting for them, right?!
Rong Sinan took out the room card to open the door, his breath a bit heavy, speaking while dragging Tang Yige inside.
As soon as the door closed, Tang Yige was pinned against the wall by him, her lips seized urgently, "We’ll make it quick, no wasting ti."
"Mmm... I, I don’t believe you... every ti, you always take a long ti..."
Tang Yige pounded his shoulder, complaining a little.
"Ha, are you praising or criticizing ?"
Rong Sinan chuckled, lifting Tang Yige’s chin with one hand to make it easier to kiss her deeper.
Tang Yige clutched the sweater on his shoulder, "Brother, we have all the ti in the future... there’s no need to do it today."
"But I can’t wait! Yiyi, today is the first day we beco husband and wife, do you know how happy I am?"
Rong Sinan stripped Tang Yige like peeling a shrimp, then took less than thirty seconds to rid himself of his own constraints.
He picked up Tang Yige and charged in fiercely.
Tang Yige arched her back, her beautiful eyes glistening with moisture as she looked at Rong Sinan.
Rong Sinan carried Tang Yige, turned around, and headed to the bedroom.
With every step forward, Tang Yige felt a panic as though her heart would leap out, only able to instinctively cling to his waist.
Now, there was no ti to say anything.
Simply, Tang Yige didn’t speak anymore, wrapping her arms around his neck, trying to relax her body to match his pace.
Her slightly damp cheeks pressed against his ear, quivering as she spoke gently, "Brother, you promised, make it quick!"
"Mm."
Rong Sinan responded in a deep, husky voice, striding into the bedroom.
...
"Rong Sinan!"
Tang Yige rasped, angrily shouting, "Aren’t you done yet!"
Rong Sinan pressed against Tang Yige from behind, wrapping his arms around her front, kissing her back, "Almost!"
"You, you’ve said ’almost’ many tis already!" Tang Yige was about to cry!
Rong Sinan’s handso face was taut, he stopped talking, like a stubborn ox.
Half an hour later.
Tang Yige buried her face in the pillow, sobbing angrily, "Rong Sinan, don’t even think about touching again! You’re an animal!"
Rong Sinan swallowed, brushed aside the hair covering Tang Yige’s ear, kissing it, "I know you’re just saying that out of anger!"
"No, I’m serious! Ah... sob... Rong Sinan, you’re not human!" Tang Yige felt like her whole body was about to fall apart!
Rong Sinan slightly lifted off her, turning her over, leaning down again, one hand holding her hands high, the other gripping her waist.
Tang Yige’s tears stread down, squinting at Rong Sinan.
Rong Sinan’s cheeks were flushed, his forehead beaded with sweat, full of wildness.
Completely different from the Rong Sinan everyone knew.
Tang Yige pursed her lips, "Brother, enough, please let go."
Rong Sinan chuckled hoarsely, leaning down to kiss her nose, "Will you let touch you again?"
Tang Yige bit her lip, nodding slightly.
Rong Sinan took a deep breath, with a bit of satisfaction, released Tang Yige’s restrained hands.
Suddenly, both hands pinched Tang Yige’s tummy fiercely, after three minutes, he finally let her go.
...
When Rong Sinan and Tang Yige left the hotel, it was nearly six in the evening.
To avoid being disturbed, Rong Sinan not only turned off his own phone but forcibly shut down Tang Yige’s phone as well.
They got into the car.
Tang Yige felt extrely unhappy, when Rong Sinan spoke to her, she would barely respond.
Rong Sinan noticed the little girl was upset, after several ignored attempts, he resigned himself.
Tang Yige sighed, took out her phone, and turned it on.
As soon as it turned on, it vibrated in her hand a few tis, startling her.
Tang Yige grasped her phone tightly, her eyes widening as she saw it was Jin Jumo calling.
She quickly answered the call.
"...Sister Xiao Yi, I finally got through to you!"
There was a pause on Jin Jumo’s end, then a sigh of relief.
Tang Yige glared at Rong Sinan, unsure how to reply to Jin Jumo.
Rong Sinan, silently, stared straight ahead.
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