Chapter 6 Newly Married (1)

In the past, she didn't know what a house with bare walls looked like, but now she knows it all. Even if she is prepared to suffer, she will still feel panic when facing such a house.

"Zhao Liu." Aaron walked in with a bowl of things.

Xiangsi raised her head to meet his indifferent gaze, and said seriously, "My name is Zhao Xiangsi."

"Isn't it ranked sixth? Zhao Lao Liu?"

"..."

He stuffed the bowl into her hand, with such strength that she staggered back, and the fluffy green water in the bowl splashed on her body.

Xiangsi hastily stabilized the bowl, and before she could say anything, she saw him sitting on the bed with his long legs straddling roughly, completely ignoring her distress.

She really can't get along with her husband-in-law, Xiangsi sneered bitterly in her heart, and looked down at the bowl in her hand, the clear green water even had some oily spots, but there were some black and gray mud particles floating there, and a small Something like a green vegetable cocoon...

She looked at him suspiciously, "This is?"

"Ask the aunt of the Wang family to come, can't the eldest lady of a rich family eat grass roots?" He smiled sarcastically.

Grassroots?

All appetites are gone.

Xiangsi stared at him quietly, trying to see a hint of teasing her from the messy hair on his forehead, and then, she knelt down and calmly handed the bowl to him, "I'm not hungry anymore, I'll give you something to eat." .”

He snorted coldly, then vigorously grabbed the bowl, raised his head and poured it into his mouth, not overdoing it.She had never seen anyone drink soup like this, he didn't even move the hair on his face, some soup dripped down from the rim of the bowl and flowed down the black hair, even beyond the slender neck and protruding Adam's apple...

His skin was white and flawless.

Xiangsi was shocked by what she saw. How could a slave from the Western Regions, who was sold and exposed to the sun and rain, have such good skin? I saw some hair hanging down because of his upturned posture. Xiangsi had no time to look at his outline , but saw the bloody scar on his left face.

It is a dark blood-colored "slave", about the width of two fingers, with crooked scars, as if scorched by fire, shocking.

"Bang—" The sound of the bowl being placed on the ground awakened the thoughts of lovesickness.

"You really have to drink it all up?" Xiangsi stared at the empty bowl in surprise, grass roots, sand, no oil and water, he ate it all up.

(End of this chapter)

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