"we can register our marriage when we get back to the capital."
after duan linbai finished speaking, he awkwardly glanced at the person beside him, only to see xu jiamu actually lowering his head and trying to hold back his laughter.
oh, what does this woman mean? i'm so serious about proposing to her and getting our marriage certificate. what the hell is she laughing at?
this situation made him a little embarrassed. he turned to look at her, but just as he was about to flare up, xu jiamu suddenly leaned over and placed a hand on his forehead ...
his body temperature was normal, but she was focused. her eyes were like spring water, as if he was the only one there. she touched his forehead with her fingers.
xu jiamu silently cursed,"i don't have a fever, is there something wrong with my brain?"
marriage registration was not something that could be casually said.
