After being chased, I became a world champion

Because of An Wuyou's metaphor, Fu Yun's face was a little strange, and the old man Fu and the driver behind them couldn't hold back, and burst out laughing.

But An Wuyou was not in the mood to care about it, he directly put Fu Yun's hand on his neck, and then one hand passed under Fu Yun's legs.

"Hold my neck well."

When Fu Yun heard this, he didn't say anything, but the hand hanging around An Wuyou's neck tightened slightly.

An Wuyou didn't just say that he could hug Fu Yun, he just hugged Fu Yun with a little force.

The moment she was picked up by An Wuyou, the corners of Fu Yun's mouth rose uncontrollably for a moment, but unfortunately An Wuyou was looking for a wheelchair and didn't see it.

"Okay, look, your weight is nothing more than a piece of cake to me."

After putting Fu Yun on the wheelchair, An Wuyou clapped his hands subconsciously, but quickly put them down.

Hey, he was also used to moving pig feed before. The sacks of pig feed were very dusty, and he would habitually clap his hands every time he finished moving.

Fu Yun glanced at An Wuyou lightly, then lowered his head, acting as if I was isolated from the world and didn't want to talk to anyone.

An Wuyou frowned, but before he could speak, Mr. Fu beside him spoke.

"Okay, ok, worry-free, has the certificate come back? Is it going well?"

An Wuyou looked sideways at Mr. Fu, and then took out two red books from the pockets of his suit to Mr. Fu.

For some reason, An Wuyou couldn't help but blushed again.

Looking at the photo on the marriage certificate, Mr. Fu also laughed happily.

"Not bad, not bad, the two are indeed a natural match, look, what a good match, not bad."

An Wuyou, who was already blushing, blushed even more after hearing Mr. Fu's words.

Although the two got married to get what they wanted, he still couldn't help being a little embarrassed.

But fortunately, Mr. Fu gave the marriage certificate to Fu Yun with just a glance, and with the other hand extended, he pulled An Wuyou into the living room.

"Worriless, Grandpa has someone cook you a lot of delicious food. Today is the day you get your marriage certificate. We will have a good meal later, and then find a good day to get married."

An Wuyou, who was pulled by Mr. Fu, stopped immediately when he heard what Mr. Fu said later.

"Grandpa, I... don't want to have a wedding, I'm still in school, and I don't want others to know that I'm married."

He looked down at his toes, not daring to look at Mr. Fu.

The old man was taken aback for a moment, and instead of answering immediately, he first looked at Fu Yun who was following behind them.

Fu Yun's eyes fell on An Wuyou, and he said,

"Just listen to Wuyou, and wait until he wants to do it."

Hearing this, An Wuyou raised his head and looked at Fu Yun subconsciously. For some reason, he felt a little strange in his heart at this moment.

He raised the corner of his mouth and smiled sweetly at Fu Yun, and said,

"Thank you, Brother Yun, then I'll go and change my clothes first."

Because of An Wuyou's smile, Fu Yun's eyes softened.

Seeing this scene, Mr. Fu shook his head amusedly, walked up to Fu Yun, and said,

"Really not having a wedding? You won't regret it?"

He knew very well how much his grandson wanted to be with An Wuyou, and now that he was married, he didn't tell the world?