Chapter 116

In the early morning, the first heavy snow fell in Jiangcheng this winter. When the door was opened, the whole world was covered with white snow.

In the villa, Song Ling woke up early, and Shen Zhao was still asleep on the bed. She had insomnia last night, and she fell asleep very late.

Song Ling got out of bed lightly, opened the door and went downstairs to make breakfast.

She waited until the sun rose and shone into the house before she pushed the door in, but the person on the bed still didn't want to wake up. Song Ling glanced at the time, it was almost ten o'clock.

I have to wake her up, there are important things to do today.

Song Ling walked over gently and squatted down on the edge of the bed. She slept soundly, and she didn't even notice when she went out and in. Her eyes were fixed on her face, she closed her eyes, thick long eyelashes covered it like raven wings, thick eyelashes and white skin like jade, which is incomparable to any kind of precious silk .

Song Ling wanted to call her, but she still couldn't.

It happened that the person on the bed was hazy and meant to wake up. Shen Zhao opened his eyes in confusion. He was probably just waking up. His eyebrows were stunned. He caught a glimpse of a person beside the bed. react.

Funny and cute.

It was rare for Song Ling to see her like this, and she couldn't help but feel better. She slowly raised the corners of her lips and said, "Are you awake?"

Shen Zhao was stunned, the memory still stayed with Chi Zhoubai, and it took a long while to remember that Song Ling brought her back last night.

Seeing that she didn't speak, Song Ling laughed and teased her: "What's the matter, I don't know me anymore, so I kept watching."

She said gestures, reached out to hold her face, pressed her head over her, and pressed it against her forehead, and said softly, "Get up, it will be a waste if you don't get up."

The faint breath penetrated under the tip of her nose, Shen Zhao missed two beats in her heart, and her voice was soft, she could actually hear a hint of coquettishness.

She really wanted to refute her, it was obviously winter, where did the good spring come from. But this calculation was only in heart, and in the end didn't say it.

It's as if they were already reconciled...

Shen Zhao avoided her touch and turned around while holding the quilt, murmured in a nasal voice, "It's too cold, I don't remember."

Before the person turned around, she was restrained by Song Ling's hands. She shackled the person, leaned halfway around her, and called her softly: "Azhao, it's agreed, we'll go to the Civil Affairs Bureau today."

Hearing Song Ling's words, Shen Zhao was stunned for a moment. She felt the two hands on her shoulders, which seemed to weigh thousands of pounds. She looked back at the person behind her and met her eyes.

There was firmness and a twinkle in those eyes.

Shen Zhao hesitated for a moment, lowered his eyes calmly, avoided those firm eyes, and said in a light voice: "You don't have to do this, as I said, you don't owe me anything."

Song Ling was silent.

I owe nothing... which means that there is no more contact, and she is no longer willing to have any involvement with her.

There was bitter loneliness in his eyes, but only for a moment.

Song Lingfu raised her eyes again and tried her best to smile. She looked at Shen Zhao and said, "But I want to owe you a lifetime."

"We agreed, Ah Zhao, this is my promise. No matter what happens in the future, I will never leave you. As I said, as long as I only want you, no one else will do."

This time, Song Ling did not accommodate Shen Zhao, nor did she allow her to refuse.

She insisted on marrying her, and maybe what she said was false, only in this way could her Ah Zhao feel at ease, and she, in this life, only identified her as a person.

In the afternoon, after the two of them had eaten, Song Ling drove Shen Zhao to the Civil Affairs Bureau.

As always, there was no deliberate dressing up, and there was no reconciliation. On the way, no one spoke first. It seemed that there was a gap, but they were doing the most sacred and intimate things in this world.

Shen Zhao's expression was dazed, and it was not until he was held by Song Ling standing at the door of the Civil Affairs Bureau that he realized that Song Ling really wanted to marry her.

When the Civil Affairs Bureau went in and out, Song Ling led her inside without a moment's hesitation. She identified this person, and she would grow old with her, death and life together.

Marriage is just a new beginning.

Song Ling didn't hesitate, but it was Shen Zhao's turn to hesitate.

She stopped, withdrew her hand nervously, raised her eyes to look at Song Ling, and pursed her lips tightly.

Song Ling turned to look at her, she knew what she was afraid of, maybe she was uneasy, maybe hesitant, or maybe she no longer had trust... She has thousands of emotions, the future is unknown, no one can predict it in advance, and it is impossible to control it. .

Song Ling stood in front of Shen Zhao, lowered her head and took her hand, her eyes fell on the diamond ring, the sunlight reflected over it, reflecting the glittering light, she opened her mouth and told her: "Azhao, don't be afraid, I will always hold you."

Shen Zhao felt the temperature in the palm of her hand, and the cold wind was blowing on her face. Everything reminded her that the moment in front of her was real, Song Ling was real, the diamond ring was real, she wanted to meet her. She's getting married, and it's true...

From now on, this person will be firmly engraved in her life.

Without hesitation or hesitation, Song Ling took Shen Zhao, and the two entered the Civil Affairs Bureau together.

ID cards and household registration books are prepared in advance, and the process is completed quickly. Signing, taking photos, and stamping, each person has a small red marriage certificate.

When he came out, Shen Zhao looked down at the marriage certificate in his hand, everything seemed like a dream, those things that happened seemed like yesterday, but they were like a previous life, but they were all irrelevant to this moment...

"Azhao, we are married." Song Ling turned to look at her.

Shen Zhao lowered his eyes and looked at the photo in the marriage certificate. After being silent for a long time, he slowly opened his lips and said, "Yes, we are married."

Shen Zhao raised her head lightly and looked at the person in front of her. At this moment, she wanted to ask her if she would be good to her for the rest of her life, love her for the rest of her life, and never leave her... But she couldn't ask.

Once, she asked such a thing, but this person broke her promise. Even at this moment, she still didn't have the courage to ask again.

"Hey, are you Shen Zhao?" Someone suddenly asked next to him. Shen Zhao was stunned, turned his head to look, and saw that person's eyes were looking back and forth between her and Song Ling. He said, "You are Song Ling, eh, you are married!"

Because of Chi Zhoubai, there was a lot of uproar in the past, so many people knew Shen Zhao.

Seeing that someone recognized him, Song Ling quickly grabbed Shen Zhao and took him away.

Before Shen Zhao could react, he was dragged by Song Ling and ran forward. The cold wind was blowing on his face, crossing the road and the vast white snow. The quiet mood seemed to be disrupted all of a sudden. After running to the opposite parking lot, the two stopped and ran for a short period of time. Shen Zhao's whole body was boiling with enthusiasm. She was out of breath, gasping for breath, and the white mist was scattered in the air.

She looked at the person beside her, and the person beside her was also looking at her. The moment their eyes met, there seemed to be a tacit understanding, and they both pursed their lips and smiled.

The sun shines on Shen Zhao's face, her eyebrows and eyes are curved, like a small crescent moon, and like a boat, two small dimples are on her face, and the yellow light reflects in the dimples, bright but moving . Song Ling condensed that face, the long-lost smile, this moment was too beautiful, and it made people intoxicated.

Song Ling raised her hand and held her face lightly. Because of her running, her face was flushed with blood. When the sunlight came over, she could even see the thin fluff on her face, and the blood was surging under her fair skin. There was no lipstick on her lips, but they were still as bright as fire, and she lightly rubbed her fingertips, as if she could rub a tinge of blush.

Song Ling's long eyelashes drooped slightly, stared at those lips, lowered her head slightly, pressed her towards her, and asked her softly, "Can I kiss you?"

A heart was mentioned in his throat almost instantly, and Shen Zhao could feel the heart in his chest beating wildly, which was the best testimony to the heartbeat.

Subconsciously holding her breath, she probably doesn't know how confusing this sentence is.

The moment her brows trembled slightly, Song Ling didn't wait for the person in front of her to speak. Even so, she knew that her Ah Zhao was willing.

She loves her and has never changed.

Song Ling lowered his head to kiss her lips, Shen Zhao was forced to raise his head to meet her, and her face was held by her. At this moment, the whole person was handed over to her.

She admitted that she was heartbroken.

From the moment she brought her to the door of the Civil Affairs Bureau, from the moment she saw the marriage certificate, from the moment she kissed her...