Sweetie, sleep with me tonight.

He Zhuo was taken aback, somewhat surprised: "Who are you going to marry?"

"Brother A-Zhuo!" Jiang Youxi asked, puzzled. "What's wrong? Did he get married?"

"..."

Suppressing his excitement, He Zhuo patiently asked, "You mean He Zhuo from the Ling Shi Group?"

"Yeah," Jiang Youxi said with a look of disgust, "You're a grown man, how come you're more fussy than me, you have more questions than I do."

"..."

"But I left my household registration book at home!" The little girl leaned back, feeling increasingly aggrieved. "I can't marry Brother A-Zhuo!"

After saying that, she burst into tears.

The sound echoed throughout the room, as if it would tear the house apart.

He Zhuo: "..."

So that's why she rummaged through her bag the whole way?

He finally understood who Jiang Xu inherited his habit of "wailing and howling" all the time.

He Zhuo comforted her gently, then hurriedly did so.

Jiang Youxi pushed his hand away and continued to wail, "I'm already 22! If I don't get married soon, He Zhuo will run off with someone else!!"

He Zhuo, who was caught in the crossfire even while lying down: "..."

Looks like he's still drunk.

Aunt Zhang came in carrying a bowl of hangover soup and was startled when she saw this: "Second Young Master, did you bully Miss Jiang?!"

He Zhuo scoffed, "Do you think I can bully her?"

This little tyrant usually keeps his word, and he wouldn't dare utter a single complaint.

"Then why was she crying?"

"She wanted to get married, but she didn't have her household registration booklet, and she was afraid I would run away, so she made herself cry."

Aunt Zhang: "..."

That works too.

"Just leave it there, I'll feed it to her later."

"OK."

Aunt Zhang put down the hangover medicine and left.

He Zhuo got into bed, pulled her up, cupped her small face in his hands, and said gently, "Don't cry, okay?"

"No!" Jiang Youxi slapped his hand away. "Don't you want to marry me?"

"..."

"You definitely don't want to marry me, that's why you're not crying..." the girl said matter-of-factly, "Unlike me... who's crying so hard..."

“…………”

Drunk people actually have their own system of reasoning.

Helpless, He Zhuo cupped her face in his hands again and kissed her: "You're wrong, I also really want to marry Xixi."

Jiang Youxi paused, then looked at him with her wet eyes: "Really?"

"Okay. I'll help Xixi fulfill these wishes tomorrow, alright?"

He Zhuo wished he could take her to get their marriage certificate right now, but she was drunk, and it was already evening, so the Civil Affairs Bureau was closed.

No matter how much he thinks about it, he has to wait until tomorrow.

"Okay." The little girl immediately smiled again, raised her hand, and exclaimed excitedly, "Happy graduation! Happy wedding!! Yay!!"

He Zhuo was amused by her and brought over the hangover soup to coax her to drink it.

After helping her take a bath and put on her pajamas, it was already 11 p.m.

After a whole night of fussing, the little girl finally calmed down and went to sleep.

Just as He Zhuo was about to turn off the light, the blanket was suddenly pulled back, and a head popped out, smiling foolishly at him: "Goodnight, Brother Zhuo~"

After saying that, she smiled sweetly and fell into a deep sleep.

He Zhuo's heart softened, and he braced himself on the bed with both hands, placing a kiss on her forehead.

"Good night."

-

The next day.

Jiang Youxi woke up as usual, only to find that her head was a little sore.

She then remembered that last night was a teacher appreciation banquet, and she seemed to have gotten drunk at the banquet.

Then I saw He Zhuo.

She vaguely remembered that it was him who took her home.

Jiang Youxi washed up and went downstairs, where she saw the man walking in front of the dining table reading the latest financial newspaper.

I ate half of the breakfast on the table.

Jiang Youxi was a little surprised. She pulled out a chair, sat down, picked up a piece of toast, and took a bite: "You don't have to go to work today?"

He's usually already at the company by this time.

He Zhuo put down the newspaper: "Xi Xi, I'm waiting for you."

thump.

The toast fell back onto the plate, and Jiang Youxi looked up to meet the man's burning gaze.

"What...are you waiting for me for?"

"Let's talk."

"What are you talking about?"

"What happened last night."

Seeing his serious expression, Jiang Youxi felt uneasy: "What is it?"

"You were drunk last night."

This is it?!

"I know, you brought me back, right?"

He Zhuo tapped his fingers lightly on the table: "Hmm, anything else?"

"besides?"

"Jiang Youxi, you did quite a lot last night."

and many more?

Is this settling scores after the fact?!

Jiang Youxi thought for a moment, then looked terrified: "Did I force myself on you again?!"

In recent years, the two have become increasingly in sync in their relationship and have even developed many new positions and ways to play.

At first, Jiang Youxi found those little gadgets quite fascinating and was a little reserved.

But as He Zhuo's skills improved, Jiang Youxi gradually found enjoyment in it and began to like playing roles with him to add some fun.

Seeing how much she enjoyed it and how much fun she had every time, He Zhuo could only patiently cooperate with her and play along.

However, compared to playing with these things, He Zhuo still prefers playing with her.

They also tend to prefer a more aggressive approach.

He Zhuo chuckled, his smile carefree and unrestrained, captivating all who beheld him: "It's much more serious than that."

Jiang Youxi asked, puzzled, "What could be more serious than being raped?"

"You last night..."

Jiang Youxi's breath hitched, and she stared nervously at his thin lips: "What happened last night?"

"I'm very eager to get married."

"Desperate to get married?"

He Zhuo took out his phone and opened a recording.

Soon, her "wailing" came through the phone clearly. The sound was loud and boisterous, making it seem as if someone was bullying her.

"I forgot my household registration book... Waaaaah... I can't marry Brother A-Zhuo..."

"He Zhuo is running off with someone else! He refuses to marry me! Just because he has a household registration certificate, and I don't!!"

"No! I want to marry Brother A-Zhuo!"

……

He cried and then burst into laughter, a laugh that sounded like that of a treacherous minister from ancient times: "Hehehe, Brother A-Zhuo is mine! No matter where he runs off to, I'll bring him back! I'll imprison him by my side, so he'll only have me for the rest of his life!!"

Jiang Youxi, after listening: "..."

I should read fewer CEO romance novels in the future.

Have a look.

How obsessed are they?!

What were your thoughts after listening?

"My feeling is..." Jiang Youxi picked up her milk, took a sip, and smiled at him, "I was quite dramatic last night, huh?"

"I'm sorry to have troubled you, Brother Azhuo." The little girl's expression was sincere.

He Zhuo was very pleased and smiled, "So what's the central idea?"

"What is the central idea?"

and many more.

Why are we having exams now?

"The central idea is..." He Zhuo stood up and walked to her, leaning forward with his hands on the table, looking at her closely—

"Jiang Youxi, you want to marry me."

-

Upon arriving at the Civil Affairs Bureau, Jiang Youxi finally realized, "Wait! Don't we need a household registration booklet to get a marriage certificate?"

"It's not used anymore." He Zhuo glanced at her sideways. "You didn't know?"

"I haven't even gotten a marriage certificate, how would I know?"

He Zhuo took something out and handed it to her.

Jiang Youxi was taken aback: "What is this?"

She took it and saw that it contained two household registration books.

One of them belonged to He Zhuo, and he was the only one listed above.

The other one is hers; besides her, Uncle Jiang and the others are also on it.

Jiang Youxi asked in surprise, "When did you go to get your household registration booklet?"

"last night."

"So fast?"

Luyang Township is quite far from here.

"We traveled by private jet."

"..."

That's the good thing about being rich.

"Your uncle and the others asked me to pass on a message to you."

"What did you say?"

"Xixi is growing up and will soon be the head of the family."

Jiang Youxi froze, her eyes instantly reddening.

Compared to those polite but unoriginal blessings, my uncle's words carried a lot of complex emotions.

It's a relief for her.

It was also an affirmation and affection for her.

Jiang Youxi took out her phone and called her uncle Jiang directly. They were all home and sent her their blessings.

Jiang Youxi was deeply moved and chatted with them for a while before hanging up.

He Zhuo reached out and wiped away the tears from the corners of her eyes: "We're married now. Let's go home and see them, okay?"

Jiang Youxi nodded: "Okay."

There weren't many people getting their marriage certificates today, and He Zhuo opened a fast track, so the certificates were processed quickly.

The two walked out of the Civil Affairs Bureau with their marriage certificate in hand.

Jiang Youxi looked at the portrait and seal on it, feeling both excited and sentimental.

I never expected they would actually get married.

Jiang Youxi happily grabbed He Zhuo's hand and touched her marriage certificate to his: "He Zhuo, please take care of me in the future."

He Zhuo raised an eyebrow: "He... Zhuo?"

Jiang Youxi then realized what was happening and immediately tiptoed to kiss his cheek to comfort him.

"husband."