With a doting smile on his lips, Han Luoli gently said to the girl in front of him, "I only have nine dollars today, but fortunately, that's just enough to get a marriage certificate with you."
"Pfft!" Gu Xiaoer couldn't help but laugh; this was the cold humor of this big guy.
She looked at the man with a playful smile in front of her and then went up to hug his strong arm, "I only have one dollar and twenty cents on me; how about after we're done, I treat you with that?"
One dollar "two," one dollar "two," hopefully "two" for life!
"Naughty!" Han Luoli tapped her nose with a grin, holding a stack of documents in his hand.
The two of them stepped into the Civil Affairs Bureau.
Since Han Luoli had made arrangements in advance, they didn't have to wait in line. After going through a series of procedures, they finally received the little red book stamped with a steel seal.
"Congratulations, Mrs. Han," Han Luoli gave the girl a gentle kiss on the cheek.
