Shen Heng, the village bully of Shili Village, has a fierce and intimidating persona.
To everyone's surprise, his newly wedded little wife is not afraid of him at all. In fact, she keeps ...
"Now you feel sorry for me?" The weight was clearly not tiring, but he still wouldn't let it go, "How do you plan to thank me?"
"We should be thanking each other, shouldn't we?"
"Why not? Does revolutionary friendship mean it's not friendship anymore? Does it mean it doesn't need to be maintained?"
"..." Bai Jiaojiao was both amused and exasperated. "I'll make you zongzi tomorrow, meat zongzi, okay?"
"Do zongzi even have meat?"
I've never heard of Shen Heng.
He's barely even eaten any plain rice dumplings.
"Of course, I'll go ask my sister-in-law for two more salted duck eggs, and wrap one with a duck yolk inside."
"You're really good at research." Shen Heng looked at Bai Jiaojiao's quirky and mischievous appearance, his teeth itching, wanting to go over and rub his teeth against her little face.
"Heng-ge, let's boil some water and wash up. I was terrified today."
Wash it off, hmm, just what Shen Heng wanted.
She was washed clean and smelled wonderful, and then I lay in his arms. The feeling was indescribable; I'd gladly give up ten years of my life for her.
When Bai Jiaojiao saw Shen Heng carrying water in, she could tell that his motives were impure, but she deliberately remained silent.
When she finished washing up, and Shen Heng came over like a wolfhound, nibbling and kissing her, Bai Jiaojiao smiled.
"Heng-ge, look under your pillow, is that thing all used up?"
Shen Heng: "..."
How could he have forgotten about that!
Shen Heng froze on the spot, looking at his young wife with a wicked grin.
Okay, it seems she remembered this all along and was just waiting for him to fall into her trap, leaving him in a dilemma.
Shen Heng's eyes darkened, and he reached down to grab Bai Jiaojiao's hand: "I carried so many things for you during the day, so you should serve me tonight, Bai Jiaojiao. You can't be heartless."