Lu Xingzhi couldn't find any reason to explain it, because even if she made a compromise on the marriage overnight, she couldn't make it so thorough that there was no resistance in her heart.
But looking at the girl who would laugh at him, Lu Xingzhi didn't pursue the idea to the end.
What's the reason?
Anyway, from today on, this girl is Lu Xingzhi's wife.
"You don't have to rub it." Jiang Yao gently shakes her head, secretly fragrant. If she has enough to eat, Lu Xingzhi will take care of her like a child. It's a habit that has existed since now.
"Then I'll take you to the yard for a walk to eat?" Lu Xingzhi suggested, "would you like something else? If you eat too much sweet soup, it will be greasy. "
"No, Ma said. I can't leave the room until you carry me out." To this custom, Jiang Yao still couldn't help sighing, "anyway, it's all family, how can it still be the same as in ancient times, and the bride is not allowed to step out of the boudoir?"
"Then I'll sit here and talk to you." Lu Xingzhi said, and then he sat down on the chair.
Jiang Yao, with a nod, sat at the end of the bed, facing him.
She looked at him so straight and did not speak, as if waiting for him to speak first.
Lu Xingzhi is not the kind of person who is good at finding topics and chatting. He sits there with his back straight and his hands slightly clenched and put them on his knees.
He didn't seem to think that it would be embarrassing for two people to sit face to face and no one to talk. His eyes were staring at Jiang Yao's face.
Almost greedy stare, no preparation to move.
Even if his eyes match hers, he will never move away first.
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