Being dressed by her husband, Qiao Xu enjoyed the treatment of an empress without any guilt, with the corner of her mouth slightly curved.
It wasn't until she was driven to the Civil Affairs Bureau by Lu Moqing that she understood why he was so attentive and eager early in the morning.
Looking at the still closed Civil Affairs Bureau and the 7:30 am time on her wristwatch, the corner of her eye twitched fiercely.
Turning to look at the calm, yet somewhat expectant and excited person beside her, Qiao Xu couldn't help but say:
"You can't sleep all morning? Did you drag me here just to wait for their door to open?"
Facing his wife's accusing eyes, Lu Moqing touched the tip of his nose guiltily and then brazenly said:
"I just want to get our marriage certificate as soon as possible."
He grabbed Qiao Xu's hand and held it in his palm, feeling the moisture there. Qiao Xu frowned and asked, "Why is your palm so sweaty?"
"Nervous."
Qiao Xu: "..."