The next morning, Luo Jiang and Mo Qingcheng opened their eyes after their cultivation session. Luo Jiang checked his watch—it was past eight o'clock in the morning—and gave Mo Qingcheng’s soft, firm bottom a playful pat.
"Wife, time to get up. Today we need to register your residency, pick up our marriage certificate, and then go take our portraits."
"What is a portrait? And what is that round thing you have there?"
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