Morning.
Gu Zixuan was woken up early by Feng Chengjin.
Seeing that it was only 6:30, she felt both amused and helpless, "Doesn't the civil affairs bureau start at 8:30? Do we really need to get up this early?"
Feng Chengjin smiled, half-hugging her as he explained, "A lot of people are getting married on Christmas, and many will be lining up early. Even if we don't need to wait, the entrance and streets will be crowded, so it's better to go early to avoid the hustle."
Feng Chengjin was so attentive to Gu Zixuan that he even placed her slippers right at her feet for her to put on.
For the past few days, with Feng Chengjin taking exceptional care of her, often with a deep yet smiling look in his eyes, Gu Zixuan tilted her head, sensing something was odd.
But before she could dwell on it, Feng Chengjin pulled her into the bathroom.
Makeup, eyebrow shaping, mascara, blush, highlighter... and finally a carefully applied lipstick.
