How to Get a Wife

When they arrived at the Civil Affairs Bureau, Joanna handed Wilson's identity card and registered residence book to him and asked to confirm again.

"Wilson, Do you know what is a marriage?"

"I know." Wilson raised his handsome face and showed an adorable expression. He came to Joanna and explained to her, "It means that I can sleep on your bed from tonight." Of course, Wilson saw all from the TV series.

"……"

Shocked by what he said, Joanna thought in suspicious, was he really silly? How can he be so smart at such things?

Fine, just a bed, right? Since he wanted to sleep on her bed, she would satisfy him.

"Fine! If you and I get the marriage license, I will sleep in the guest room myself tonight. "

Finishing her words, Joanna went towards the Civil Affairs Bureau happily.

Wilson had a little reaction and muttered with a pout, "huh! Liar! You misunderstand me. I mean we sleep in the same bed. "

Joanna happened to hear Wilson's 'whispers.

Turning around, Joanna reached out her hand and knocked on Wilson's head.

"How dare the doctor say that you were silly because of the crash? Humph, he didn't see you like this. 'Since you are not stupid at all, I won't let you marry me!' I'll let you sleep on the street tonight. "

"It's... it's my fault. I'll sleep on the sofa and I'll sleep in the guest room,"

Wilson held Joanna's hand and rubbed her shoulder to apologize.

Wilson's soft hair, and said softly and generously, "since you have admitted your mistake, let's go

later, holding two big red booklets in hands, Joanna stared at Wilson's face in satisfaction. She spent only

the hand of Joanna. He dragged her and

"Yes!"

red marriage certificate, she had an illusion. Although Wilson was dull, it was not bad to

looked into

Joanna were shocked.

crazy!'. However, it seemed that they just got the

Are you hungry? Let me take you

forgotten that

To celebrate her finding a good husband who would help her count money if she sold him, Joanna decided to treat Wilson a

pot was one of the happiest things

delicious food in the eyes of Joanna, hesitated Wilson.

said angrily, "what a picky eater, Wilson!" He had a slight mysophobia, and he didn't like places with too many people. For several times, when they passed by a fancy restaurant, Wilson just stood

to that kind of place. It would be great if she could invite him

moment, Wilson's heart was

couldn't even take a step in this place

he was not the person who should

smile, "since you like eating, I will eat with you. I'm not particular about food. I

husband Joanna was choked

little awkward to hear the

the hot pot

certificate, she asked for a half day

home. I'll call Rita to accompany