Lu Zheng: “…”
Liping and others: "..."
In the past, did brides who chose the wrong groom during the bridal chamber cry themselves to death?
Onlookers: “…”
I knew she was talking nonsense but I was speechless.
"Alright! Since you've passed the test, a night of love is worth a thousand gold, so we won't bother you anymore. I wish you a long and happy life together!"
"Happily ever after!"
"Give birth to a fat boy next year!"
“…”
Liping and his friends said blessings and started to pack up their stall.
Before leaving, he cleaned up the battlefield, clearing away all the melon seed shells, peanut shells, and leftovers on the table.
The onlookers also dispersed with words of blessing.
Jiang Shiyue breathed a sigh of relief, it was finally done.
It looked like only six games, but it took quite a while, and most of the food on the table was eaten up.
Time is approaching midnight.
Soon, only Jiang Shiyue and Chen Shanhe were left in the huge bridal chamber.
Chen Shanhe, reeking of alcohol, hugged Jiang Shiyue from behind, his hot breath spraying on her neck as he softly called her name, "Yueyue."
The tone was three parts drunkenness, three parts hoarseness, and four parts intimacy.
Jiang Shiyue suddenly got goose bumps all over her body for no reason. The aftereffects of the white wine she drank at noon seemed to be too lingering. Jiang Shiyue felt dizzy and hot again.
She spoke, her voice trembling, "Yeah."
"How did you recognize me?" Chen Shanhe was as surprised as everyone else.
"Smell it!" Jiang Shiyue smiled.
"How do you smell it? Is it like this?" Chen Shanhe sniffed Jiang Shiyue's neck, and his hands around her waist began to move up and down.
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