She said, "Since we are going to be husband and wife, it should be okay for me to call you that, right?"
"certainly."
The corners of the man's mouth rose slightly for a moment, but it disappeared in a flash.
Perhaps she was really tired, for Song Qingdai fell asleep on the pillow before she could say a word.
For the past twenty years, she had always slept in the utility room, which was damp and hot, full of mosquitoes, rats and snakes, and damp and cold in winter.
This was her first time to sleep in such a spacious room and such a big bed.
After they got married in the previous life, Zhang Shaoxing took pleasure in torturing her. In front of outsiders, she was the glorious Mrs. Zhang, but only she knew what methods Zhang Shaoxing used to torture her every time he came back.
"Indigo?"
The man called out softly, only to find that she had fallen asleep.
The person next to me breathed lightly and evenly, her body exuding the scent of soap, and her hair filled my nostrils.
The fragrance is refreshing and refreshing.
Gao Han turned sideways and looked at Song Qingdai's sleeping face in the moonlight outside the window.
He reached out his hand and gently touched the girl's face. The movement was so gentle as if he was caressing a rare treasure.
soon……
Soon he will be able to become husband and wife with Song Qingdai.
Legal couple.
At the Zhang family's side, after Zhang Shaoxing took several children to change into dry clothes, the youngest child was still crying.
He acted as if he was very afraid of Song Mingshan.
The children even exaggerated what Song Mingshan had done and complained to Zhang Ma, their grandmother.
Song Mingshan stood in the living room with a pale face, looking at Zhang Shaoxing with her eyes covered.
Zhang Shaoxing just stood there without saying a word.
For a moment, the atmosphere in the room was extremely depressing.
It was midsummer, but Song Mingshan was sweating all over and had a chill on her back.
"Aunt, I..."
"Okay, don't say anything. I believe that this is your first time at my house, and you didn't do this on purpose. I can understand."
Surprisingly, Aunt Zhang was not angry, she just spoke in a calm tone.
There was clearly no blame, and there was even understanding, but Song Mingshan still felt something was weird and wrong.
Because she obviously didn't do anything.
In the end, I became the party at fault.
Especially Zhang Ma's
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