This Quick Transmigration Experience Is a Bit Sweet

When I woke up again, there was already some dim sunlight outside.

Zhuang Feiyu slowly opened his eyes and looked at the snow-white wall. It took a long time to get acquainted with what happened last night.

Red face...

His waist was sore, and his thighs were still a little sore. He could only sleep on his stomach in a pitiful way. He twisted his head with great effort and slammed into Zong Yuanguang. His naked chest was blocked by his breath. Yan Shishi, Zong Yuan touched his head, hugged him up from the bed, "Baby, good afternoon."

Zhuang Feiyu's expression was strained, and it seemed that there was no embarrassment, "Yeah."

Zong Yuan squeezed his tall nose, "Honey, your ears are red."

Zhuang Feiyu, "..."

He twisted his body and moved his body to the pain. Although he didn't feel any sticky or slippery, he didn't feel very comfortable. Zhuang Feiyu stared at Zong Yuan, "You beast!"

Zong Yuan sighed quietly, "I didn't say enough last night, let me be a little bit faster...Is it a beast now?"

He talked as soon as he talked, and the hands under the quilt were not honest at all, burning fire everywhere on Zhuang Feiyu's body, making up his mind to remind him of his enthusiastic last night.

Zhuang Feiyu snorted, grabbed his hand and forced his composure, "It's not me."

Zong Yuan’s eyes naturally showed an unconcealable taste of petting, Zhuang Feiyu and him couldn’t help but start to look at each other. From the bottom of his heart, he was soft and warm. He stared at these eyes, “Zong Yuan, do you know you should now? doing what?"

Zong Yuan thought about it for three seconds, "pack up and go for breakfast?"

Zhuang Feiyu shook his head, and finally put on some smiles on his face, "Get ready for the plane in two hours."

Zong Yuan, "Huh?"

Zhuang Feiyu lifted the quilt and got up. The bruises and purple marks on his body were densely covered, forming a blushing and heart-beating painting. He generously took this mark and walked to the closet, slowly taking in Zong Yuan's warm eyes. Wearing clothes, "You still have one hour and fifty-five minutes."

Zong Yuan came down and hugged him from behind, and pulled up the trousers he had just put on his trouser legs, "Honey, where are we flying to?"

Zhuang Feiyu approached him, "Fly to the place where we can apply for the marriage certificate."

Wow!

Zhuang Feiyu carefully picked out a suit. Zong Yuan's good hearing also allowed him to hear the secretary's voice from downstairs. Zhuang Feiyu raised his voice, "Bring the clothes to the second floor."

He also chose a grand suit for Zong Yuan that could definitely show that this day is special. Zong Yuan took it from him and looked at Zhuang Feiyu's smooth trousers that clung to his hips without a trace of wrinkles. , "Fei Yu, how do you make suit pants so obedient?"

Zhuang Feiyu glanced at him squintingly, opened the door and walked out first. When he was about to close the door, he spit out an understatement, "As long as I can catch up today, then I can wear thongs for you tonight."

Itchy nose.

Zong Yuan narrowed his eyes and asked solemnly, "Can I choose the style?"

Zhuang Feiyu turned his head and closed the door, "...Don't go too far."

Zong Yuan feels very good now! Very energetic! He quickly put on his clothes, grabbed his hair, and hung the smirk that 0046 called a sneer, "46, I start to think Feiyu is really charming."

After he followed the system, it was not enough. Unfortunately, he did not know many friends in this world. He was dragged to the large group of Zhuang Feiyu Company because of eating together. 】In the group, 99 red envelopes of hundred yuan bills were issued in succession, all of which were received by designated individuals. The cover of the red envelope reads, "Fei Yu, wife, love you".

Damn it!

The whole company was stunned! ! !

What kind of show operation is this! Also got the great news! Look at the remarks, look at the words wife, what else do you not know!

The whole group was swiped by red envelopes one after another. The people watching it were really itchy, and it took a long time to swipe up their fingers to find the beginning of the red envelope, but no one dared to open it.

The female secretary sitting downstairs was startled by the sudden appearance of a large red envelope. She took a mouthful of blood in her throat, held down her eager fingers, and tremblingly pulled Zhuang Feiyu into the group, "Boss, look. ..."

Zhuang Feiyu only knew what he had done. The corner of his mouth unconsciously brought a smile and hummed, "He still has time to do this kind of thing."

Fingers honestly led down from the first red envelope one by one.

All the people in the group looked at the news that the red envelopes were received one by one without blinking, and finally remarked the [Boss] number and sent nine red envelopes in a row, which read, "Celebrate the whole world."

"Oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh yeah!!! I wish the boss and the proprietress grow old together!"

"Thank you boss! I wish the boss and the wife a hundred years!"

Zhuang Feiyu read these words back and forth several times, not enough to read them, and finally took a screenshot to make a backup, and then sealed Zongyuan's 99 red envelopes on his first card. Said to the secretary: "It's time to give them a raise."

The secretary looked excited, "Good!"

It’s really not early. Zong Yuan and Zhuang Feiyu are a little impatient. They both hid well, and drove to the airport after eating sloppily. Fortunately, this meeting is not a day off, and it’s not peak time. During the period, Zong Yuan drove people to the airport under the speed line.

As long as the flight is not late and the staff who handles the marriage certificate do not leave work early, they can become husbands on the household registration book today.

Their luck was quite good. The plane began to check in on time. Zong Yuan took Zhuang Feiyu's hand and boarded the plane with him.

Guan Haoyu was eating fruits and watching TV in the living room of the villa. Sitting next to him was the secretary who was staying here.

The housekeeping aunt is cleaning up and preparing a sumptuous dinner by the way. The doorbell rang at this moment, and the housekeeping aunt wiped her hands and opened the door, "Come on, are you?"

Wearing glasses, the majestic middle-aged man's mouth sank, "Where is Zhuang Feiyu?"

Guan Haoyu, who seemed to have heard a familiar voice, was taken aback, shuddered and ran to the door. Sure enough, he smiled awkwardly, holding the fruit hand behind him, "Zhuang, Uncle Zhuang, hahaha, why are you here?"

Father Zhuang glanced at him, and the child immediately stiffened. Father Zhuang asked, "Where is Zhuang Feiyu? Let him come out to see me!"

The secretary also walked to Guan Haoyu's side, smiling warmly but not flattering, "Mr. Zhuang, you are here, the boss is not here now, would you like to rest and wait for the boss to come back?"

Father Zhuang frowned, picked up his mobile phone and dialed Zhuang Feiyu's number, "...The phone you dialed is turned off..."

He hung up the phone, looked around Guan Haoyu and the other two with pressured eyes, and said in a deep voice, "Let's talk, where did he go."

If there is really lucky value in the world, then Zong Yuan and Zhuang Feiyu must be full value today.

They went smoothly and unbelievably, Zhuang Feiyu, who was holding the certificate in his hand, was in a daze. He stopped by the roadside, "Are we married?"

Zong Yuan adjusted well, he looked left and right, his eyes lit up, "Wife, how is that store?"

Zhuang Feiyu followed his line of sight to see that the words "Sexy XX Underwear" were still shining with colorful lights, "..."

No matter how calm Zhuang Feiyu was, his angry (shame) face became thin red at this moment, "Go!"

"Well, go," Zong Yuan pulled in Zhuang Feiyu, who was half-pushing and half-smoothing Zhuang Feiyu. After ten minutes, he came out with five or six bags. A large part of it was picked out by himself. If he hadn't remembered the time, I'm afraid he wouldn't be able to come out yet.

But... "Baby, that black belt bud—"

Zhuang Feiyu blocked his mouth, his face darkened, "Shut up."

They decided to find a hotel to stay overnight and buy tomorrow's plane tickets to go back. Just as Zong Yuan had booked the hotel, Zhuang Feiyu's cell phone rang. He had a headache looking at the unremarked number, so he didn't receive it.

Zong Yuan asked: "What's wrong?"

Zhuang Feiyu rubbed his forehead, his complexion condensed, "A nasty greasy old man."

Papa Zhuang: Aye! Aye!

The dull atmosphere eased, Guan Haoyu breathed a sigh of relief without a trace, "Uncle, I'll go to the toilet."

He ran to the toilet and called Brother Zhuang. As soon as he was connected, he pour out the matter completely, "... Then he saw the circle of friends I posted on the day he didn't even like it, so he coldly commented! You know! What did he comment on? He said, I know! He! What's more, after I found it, I even..."

Zhuang Feiyu put the phone in his pocket while still talking, closed his eyes and enjoyed Zong Yuan's kiss. After the kiss, Guan Haoyu was almost finished, "Brother Zhuang, he is waiting at the villa now, are you coming back?"

Zhuang Feiyu can't say it back, "By the way, I will send you a picture, you show him, and then send it to Moments."

Guan Haoyu looked at the hung-up cell phone with a dazed expression, and it turned on again the next second. His brother Zhuang sent him a few absolutely high-definition pictures from his 360-degree camera angle, all of which were palm-sized. Photo of your marriage certificate.

666 Ah.

Brother Zhuang is awesome.

Guan Haoyu really didn't dare to confront Uncle Zhuang face to face with his anger, so he secretly posted a circle of friends, not forgetting @庄哥@宗元.

Zong Yuan and Zhuang Feiyu rushed to the scene to support him at the first time. They liked and left comments and forwarded them in one stop. The words left were still numb and made people instantly get goose bumps.

They did it on purpose.

As they wanted, Father Zhuang saw it. He received a heavy blow unsuspectingly. He almost spit out a mouthful of old blood and slapped the armrest of the sofa angrily.

Guan Haoyu hid in the corner as a spy, "He scolds you as a wicked son."

Zhuang Feiyu sneered at the text message, Zong Yuan leaned over to see, "Your dad is angry?"

"Heh," Zhuang Fei said dubiously, "what's the matter with him? It has nothing to do with me."

He didn't want to pay attention to this matter, put down his phone full of irritation, and finally fell asleep under Zong Yuan's comfort.

Zong Yuan looked at his wife’s sleeping face, kissed his forehead, smoothed his eyebrows, and finally passed Guan Haoyu’s circle of friends, successfully added "father-in-law", and took the lead in saying, "Dad, hello, I'm more than worthwhile. Old man Zongyuan."

Father Zhuang:...

The author has something to say: Hahaha, vomiting blood!