C1 (2/2)

Duan Xiaohe looked through the bridal veil at the big black hand that was pulling him, and was a little afraid. Forget about the crude person, since his hands were already so black, what kind of face did he have …

Duan Xiaohe lifted her handkerchief and glanced at the Liu San, her body swaying, and she cursed in her heart.

Liu San didn't even know how to wash his face clean during such a happy day. It was as if he just climbed out of a coal mine, with his red wedding suit hanging down on his body, he was as sloppy as he could be, as perfunctory as he could be.

On a day of great joy, you should at least put on an act!

Seeing her looking at him, Liu San's face turned red, and she immediately let go of her wrist that could only touch bones, not daring to touch it. Even though he was separated by a layer of cloth, he could feel the smooth skin on his hand. It made his heart itch.

She felt dizzy and his stomach felt like it was on fire. As a table full of food floated before her eyes, Duan Xiaohe started to salivate.

”I want to eat!”

After saying that last word, she smashed it down onto the ground. The only dowry and phoenix hairpin that she had on her head fell beside Liu San's feet just like that.

When he woke up, there was no light in the room. There was a crack in the wall and moonlight shone in from outside, causing the room to look hazy.

Duan Xiaohe was afraid in her heart, and she cried out.

Someone quietly got off the brick bed and lit a candle. He casually picked up the two corn noodle noses on the table, turned around and stuffed them into her hands. He then rubbed his hands together and looked at them.

”Eat.”

Duan Xiaohe looked at the two lumps of hair in her hands and smacked the corner of her eye.

His heart skipped a beat. This was that damned Liu San who crawled out from the coal heap.