Leng Xue elegantly bit into a dumpling: "..."
After another dumpling entered her stomach, Zhui Ming blinked and looked up at him, teasingly calling "Hey," "Big Bear, I'm getting more and more amazed by my intelligence. Otherwise, how did I pick you? You're not only handsome but also can cook dumplings. Ah, I feel it's such a bargain..."
"So the only benefit of marrying me is that I can cook dumplings?" Leng Xue gave her a helpless, poor expression, which earned him a roll of the eyes from Zhui Ming.
"Isn't being able to cook dumplings amazing? What can't I do?"
"..."
Smacking and giggling as they ate, the two finished their joyful wedding feast.
Next, the newlyweds had to face the most crucial part. Fortunately, as modern people who, even if they hadn't eaten pork, had seen pigs walk, and considering they had had many tentative discussions before, plus Miss Zhui Ming was easy to coax, once she finished washing up and lay back in bed, she basically had no thought of resistance.
