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The staff can see that this young man is getting married for the first time, so he is patient: "Please sit down."

There are two seats in front of the consultation window.

Wen Qiuxing was still immersed in that horrible spell twice a week and could not extricate himself.

"How is it?" Feng Ting came in behind him, obviously he knew Wen Qiu woke up to find fault.

"It's not good." Wen Qiuxing recovered, and he sat down on the chair next to him.

There is no such thing as the imperial court is very calm, only to see him sit next to Wen Qiuxing carelessly.

Worthy of being a native citizen of the empire, it seems commonplace to assign objects.

But it was too calm. Wen Qiuxing couldn't help but look sideways, could not help guessing, is the other party a straight man?

Can this be tolerated?

After a while, they heard the staff say: "The marriage procedures have been completed. The two can check their personal information on the personal terminal, which has the marriage certificate number, and the future marriage-related benefits, procedures, etc., need to be used This number, and, the two inboxes have the newlyweds handbook sent by our office, and one of them is very important..."

The staff looked at them: “China’s requirement for an official partner, Article 7, between husband and wife must perform effective husband and wife obligations, twice a week, until one party becomes pregnant. As for what is effective? For details, please see the wedding manual. "

Another thing he needs to remind is: "According to our country's regulations, in addition to obligations, every time an effective couple's life is added, the Empire will reward corresponding credit points."

Wen Qiuxing: ...

Your country's financial strength is so strong that it is so full that it can support people to do it for a week. How many times does love have to be managed?

"If not, what will happen?" The person who asked this question was the court.

"Are you saying that you have not fulfilled your husband and wife's obligations?" The staff member said simply and rudely: "Unless there is a sexual dysfunction, or a certificate of illness, it will be treated as illegal, ranging from being included in the credit blacklist, and from exile to satellite stars , Join the army of pioneers and serve the empire."

Wen Qiu wakes up, the two punishments are different, and they are very serious, OK?

You know, pulling into the credit blacklist is tantamount to being blacked out by the shops of the entire empire.

What does it mean to live like this?

As for the exile satellite star wasteland, it is even more nonsense.

In the face of these two threats, most people will obediently choose twice a week, right?

Although it was known for a long time that the country's civilization was not talked about, Wen Qiuxing was still very troubled and became a stinky face.

On the other hand, the man sitting next to him was expressionless and the reaction was flat.

Oh, yes, the person who did the following was not him anyway, Wen Qiuxing thought extremely depressed.

What seemed to be effective husband and wife obligations, he seemed to guess a little bit.

Resulting in a worse mood.

Feng Ting nodded to the staff with one glance: "I know, thank you."

"Well, just ask the two to leave, and wish you happiness." Wen Qiuxing was still digesting the news of the thunderbolt on the sunny day, and the staff made a gesture of asking to let them leave quickly.

Won't it end like this?

Wen Qiuxing lay at the window and said: "Is there any substantial benefits for marriage? For example, to introduce work or something?"

The staff shook his head: "No."

He glanced at Qiu Xing: "However, if you get pregnant as soon as possible, there will be a pregnancy allowance."

Wen Qiuxing: Wo Ri...

Goodbye!

The young man went out of the office with a green face, and then remembered that the objects assigned to him by the state were still inside, and he stopped his dissatisfaction.

Although extremely dissatisfied with this marriage, how could it be satisfied!

But being a man should be reasonable, and it is the fools who make the responsible for his emotions, not the victims like him.

"What, what's your name?" Wen Qiuxing walked back to the court.

"My name is Will." The court said the name of the fake identity.

"It's so flamboyant." Wen Qiuxing smirked with compliment.

"How about you?" Feng Ting asked.

"Wen Qiuxing." Wen Qiuxing said: "You are too eye-catching, let's go outside and say."

He turned and took the lead first, and walked out with all his strength.

The court was stunned once again by the distinctive liveliness and fireworks of his body.

This young man seems to be different from everyone he has seen.

If the other party was too poor to pay the single tax, he had reason to suspect that this person was an immigrant from another planet.

It is most likely the second protagonist known as freedom.

But is it possible?

I have only heard of the first star’s citizens immigrating to the second star. Few citizens of other stars choose to immigrate to the first star with a strict system.

This is related to the tyranny of the incumbent, and the court knows this better than anyone else.

Without paying attention, he fell into a whirlpool of thought.

Feng Ting narrowed his mind and walked his enviable long legs to keep up with his first marriage partner.

Wen Qiuxing turned and asked him: "Your family lives nearby?" "No, I don't have a place yet." Facing Wen Qiuxing's suspicious eyes, Feng Ting explained gently: "I just came to this area."

He did not say where he came from.

"Then do you have money?" Wen Qiuxing looked at him up and down, pursed his lips, and changed the saying: "I mean credit."

"Yes." Feng Ting said.

"That's good." At least you don't need him to help: "Let's go." Wen Qiuxing scratched his hair and said without embarrassment: "Let me take a few credit points first and smooth my hair."

He has had enough of this hairstyle for a long time.

Feng Ting raised an eyebrow and said nothing.

Looking at Wen Qiu's eye-catching, he was unexpectedly honest and loyal, just like most citizens of this planet, he has a kind of rules visible to the naked eye.

It was awkward to say that it was rigid.

Although such a people's quality and social order are very good, they always feel that over-repression is not alive.

Wen Qiuxing opened a fashion salon that looked pretty good, and spent an hour cutting a satisfying hairstyle in it.

During this period, his freshly-made partner, a group of people sitting on the sofa in a stable and waiting.

Judging from the image in the mirror, the other party was not impatient at all.

It can only be said that the people of this planet have been boiled in warm water for too long, and they have no personalities and ideas at all.

So even if you have a good-looking skin, there is no interesting soul, and you can't look good anymore.

Wen Qiuxing looked at his cool, freshly cut head and couldn't help feeling confident.

Don’t be kidding.

"Where are we going now?" When the door of the barber shop was left, the court was close to Wen Qiuxing, and the two were only one arm away.

"I want to go to lunch." But still have to borrow the other party's credit point, Wen Qiu wake up without money.

"Then go in and eat." Feng Ting saw the embarrassment of the other party and stopped in front of a restaurant.

"..." The hungry young man flicked his lips and walked in.

"I will give you credit," Wen Qiuxing promised while sitting at the dining table.

The imperial court refused to say anything, just sipped the water from the waiter.

"..." Wen Qiuxing was not so strong in self-esteem, so he looked down at the menu seriously.

He did not know that the court was very interested in the phenomenon that he cut his hair like a face change.

Based on Feng Ting's acumen and experience, it is not difficult to guess the intention of covering his face with his hair before Wen Qiuxing.

Young third **** living in civilian areas does have certain risks.

Feng Ting thought that if the other party got rid of the disguise immediately after they got married, it was nothing more than thinking that with the help of their partner, they could no longer be afraid of prying outside.

There is nothing wrong with this.

If the court was an ordinary person, he thought, he would assume the responsibilities he should bear.

But it's a pity that he doesn't talk about protecting the other party now.

"..." This made the breath of Feng Ting's body heavy.

Even the stubborn Wen Qiuxing noticed that the imperial court was wrong: "What's wrong? What's wrong?"

Feng Ting raised his eyes: "No, no problem."

But Wen Qiuxing felt that there was a big problem between them: "What do you think about the obligations of husband and wife?"

"Do you mean that I decide?" Feng Ting asked back.

If so, he certainly chose to fulfill.

"..." Wen Qiuxing was choked, but it was hard to say no.

The Feng Ting naturally sensed his reluctance, so he used a persuasive tone and hesitantly said: "You are still young, there is no need to violate the regulations."

Although Wen Qiuxing was very unhappy, he felt that he could live a wonderful life after waiting for a year after he had the money.

So he said nothing in silence

After he was full, he reluctantly said: "Will you go to my house to live? It should be used to offset the credit point you invited me to dinner."

After all, he did not know when he would make money.

Eating is an imminent thing. If you can’t even eat enough, what can you do to make money?

The court had a short hesitation. It wasn't that he couldn't believe Wen Qiuxing. On the contrary, he was thinking about the safety of the other party.

"Don't want to live? Then pull it down." Wen Qiuxing didn't force him, he didn't want to live with someone who pressed him every day.

"I'll take you home." Feng Ting didn't answer positively, but the refusal was obvious.

"It's up to you." Wen Qiuxing was also very refreshing, so he should take him to recognize the door, anyway, this guy will come to the door at least twice a week.

So he brought the court back to his home, a very remote alley, with such a stinky face.

But there are a lot of people living there, all kinds of colors, looking at them, or curious, or greedy, the court sees clearly, and can not help frowning: "I think it is not safe for you to live here ."

Wen Qiuxing rolled his eyes: Does this still use you to say?

If this were not the case, the original owner would not deliberately hide his face.

But what can he do, without money, having a residence is already very good.

By the way, speaking of the residence, the rent for this month has not been paid yet.

Wen Qiuxing was lying in his heart, and he saw a fat body standing in front of his house.

"..."

After a series of embarrassing and ridiculing, Wen Qiuxing slapped the door openly in front of the court, and invited others to enter.

The court saw that it was a very small house with a total area smaller than the bathroom in his bedroom, but it had all the internal organs and was clean.

"This is my home." Wen Qiuxing stood in the middle of the house and shrugged. "You come here twice a week..."

In embarrassment, I saw... that the man he brought back was inspecting the doors and windows of his house and the environment outside the windows.

"It's not safe for you to live here." Feng Ting said: "I think I should stay."

"..." Wen Qiuxing shrugged again: "Follow you."

This big brother just paid him a month's rent.

"There is one thing, I must tell you." The royal court was sitting on the only bed in the house that looked sturdy: "I will leave here in a month and a half."

Wen Qiuxing was trying to say that you were casual, but suddenly understood that the other party did not mean to leave his rental house, so he frowned and looked at Feng Ting with his arms and said, "What do you mean? Going far?"

"Yes, if there are no accidents, there will be ten months without you, or even longer." Feng Tingzhan's blue eyes said sadly, "I'm sorry."

"What are you kidding?" Wen Qiuxing suddenly exploded and shouted: "That's your business, but you can't hurt me to be exiled!"

The court said: "I'm sorry."

But apart from this sentence, he didn't know what else to say.

"Sorry for a fart?" Wen Qiuxing stared at him: "You tell me clearly, why can't you see me? Where are you going?"

Although it was really uncomfortable, in order not to be exiled, Wen Qiuxing felt that it was not impossible to walk with the other party.

"Sorry, I can't say it." Feng Ting looked at him apologetically: "Please believe me, I have no malicious intentions for you."

Wen Qiu couldn't wake up: "Damn it!" It almost hurt him to be exiled, there is no malice, then what is malicious?

"I don't care!" he said angrily: "That's your business, you can't make me exiled!"

There are ten months in a year that I can’t see each other, which is properly the level of exile to wasteland.

Wen Qiuxing is only 21 years old, but he still has a good life yet, how could he not be angry.

"Will!" he shouted the fake name of the court: "you squeak to Lao Tzu!"

"Yes." Feng Ting lowered his eyes: "You can solve the problem if you are pregnant."

And once and for all.

However, this choice is no better than being exiled to wasteland.

In case the consequences are discovered, no one can afford them.

Feng Ting looked at the dumbfounded youth: "Perhaps you endure a year in the satellite, I will find a way to rescue you the next year."

He sincerely suggested.

"Fart!" Wen Qiu wakes up angrily: "You think I'm a fool, did that place come and go as long as you want?"

He has learned that the exiles will all become local colonies and can only live on the desolate satellites in the future.

Although it is not too bitter, who doesn’t want to live in a world of flowers?

This is the difference between a first-tier city and the 58th tier, okay?

"You think about it." Feng Ting's attitude was consistent.

It’s the smell and smell of Wen Qiuxing who doesn’t want to enter, there is no popularity, and the feeling of communicating with them on earth is so far away!

"Fuck!" Wen Qiuxing kicked the chair next to his feet, walked to the corner with his arms, and pressed his forehead against the wall, thinking in a mess.

About five minutes later, he walked back to the court: "Are you sure you can get me back from the satellite?"

Feng Ting shook his head: "Only 50% is possible." Maybe next year, he will no longer have the opportunity to wake up.

"Lying trough, then you say a fart!" Wen Qiuxing could not wait to give the old man's heart a nest and kick his feet.

"You have to know that no matter which choice you make, you are not 100% successful." Feng Ting kindly reminded, but after being subjected to a strong eye knife, he chose to remain silent.

Wen Qiuxing withdrew his glorious gaze and searched the Internet for information on exile.

The searched keywords are shocking.

Disease, hardship, infringement, etc.

"..." Wen Qiuxing turned off the webpage, sitting in a chair and sulking.

The court did not disturb the other party and was not prepared to give any advice.

From his standpoint today, he is the least qualified person to control the other party's choice.

No matter what choice Wen Qiuxing makes, the only thing the court can do is cooperate.

And his own will was originally rejected by the master, and should not be part of the thought.

The tyrannical king hates the kindness, justice, mercy, and feelings that exist in him, everything can affect his emotions.

As early as many years ago, the king deliberately split this part out, deeply in prison.

However, in recent years, whenever the king's body is weak or emotionally unstable, the imprisoned personality will struggle to wake up.

And every autumn is the season when the king's consciousness is the weakest, the court can barely wake up for more than two months.

What did he do during this period? Where did you go? The king has no way of knowing.

Of course, as the king of the empire, the other party dared not let others know his weaknesses.

This is why the court can freely leave the royal city.

But the court knew that the other party would not tolerate him for too long.

The tyrant who abandoned all soft emotions could not bear anything out of his control.

Including himself.

Wen Qiu wakes up thinking about it, still unwilling to be exiled to suffer.

In those places where order is unstable, there are too many uncontrollable dangers.

As a person who grew up in a civilized society, the first main star city also barely met his environmental requirements.

"Finished." Wen Qiuxing stood up and took off his T-shirt: "Just be pregnant, and then why should you go?"

Feng Ting raised his head and saw a fair and shapely young body in front of his eyes.

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