Chapter 1675 The Great God of Electricity, so Warm Oil (65)

"I'm... I'm here." Qi Jingmo was a little confused.

Su Qiao pointed to his house next door: "Go back and get it."

"Oh." Qi Jingmo stupidly put down the dish in his hand and went back to his room.

I quickly came over with my ID card and account book.

Without saying a word, Su Qiao pulled him to the elevator.

"Where are we going?" Qi Jingmo was confused.

Su Qiao took the ID card and household registration book in his hand, stuffed it into his small cross-bag, and said imposingly, "If you get a marriage certificate, it will be no problem."

The university has regulations that teachers and students can't fall in love, but there's no regulation that people can't get married, right?

They are all adults, and they have reached the age to get married. Is there any problem with a marriage certificate?

Anyway, Su Qiao didn't think there was any problem.

As for notifying both parents?

Got parental consent?

Oh, she felt that after pulling the marriage certificate, it would make no difference to tell them again.

Anyway, whether they agree or not, she and he are both going to get married.

"You...you want to marry me?"

Happiness came a little violently, and Qi Jingmo couldn't bear it.

Qi Jingmo stammered, and pointed at Su Qiao in a stunned manner, and then at himself.

"What? You don't want to?"

Su Qiao stared at him fiercely, as if he would shake his fist immediately if he dared to nod his head.

Qi Jingmo swallowed his saliva and moved to the side quietly: "I wish... I would."

Su Qiao nodded in satisfaction and patted his shoulder like a boss: "Don't worry, I will cover you well in the future."

"You just need to cook the food, and you can leave the other troubles like making money and fighting to me."

Qi Jingmo: "..."

"No, I'm the man, and the matter of making money and fighting should belong to me."

Su Qiao frowned and stared at him: "Do you mean to let me cook and do housework at home?"

"No no no, I mean, in addition to cooking and housework, I can do things like making money and fighting."

Qi Jingmo felt that he could still fight for it.

Although he is not a man of chauvinism, it is related to his dignity as a man and his family status at home in the future!

"Your fist is harder than mine, can you beat me?"

Su Qiao snorted coldly, took out her mobile phone from her pocket, and gave him a glance at the account balance: "Or you can earn more money than me?"

Because the speed was a bit fast, Qi Jingmo didn't see it very clearly, and only glanced at a large string of zeros behind.

But even so, he was still a little confused.

Isn't her family ordinary working class?

Doesn't she have to earn living expenses by doing live broadcasts?

Didn't she drive a half-worn Skoda Octavia?

Didn't she live in a rented rent of 800 yuan a month?

Why are there so many zeros?

Why is he richer than him?

"That's it!"

Su Qiao was very decisive and made a final decision.

Qi Jingmo suddenly glanced at the black sportswear on his body, and quickly pulled Su Qiao who was about to open the door: "Wait."

"Why, do you still have an opinion?" Su Qiao's eyes were a little bad.

Qi Jingmo quickly explained: "No, I have to go back, my clothes are not good."

Qi Jingmo looked at the black and white sneakers on his feet with disgust and tugged at the hem of his clothes.

I have to change the color. This color is dark and not good.

"What's wrong with your clothes?"

Su Qiao looked up and down and didn't think there was any problem.

The clothes are new, not dirty, and have no holes, so why not?