Husband, it's late at night. "
The female voice under the red hijab was soft and soft, with a hint of shyness as if she had just been married. Lin Mo's Adam's apple twitched, remembering that the original owner of this body in his memory drank too much wedding wine last night and was already unconscious when he was carried back by the servants.
He should take off his hijab. According to the procedure, he should have a drink with the bride he has never met before and say some auspicious words. But the blood stain on his palm was still hot, and the lights in the corridor that went out never came back on.
"I'm going to the hut. Lin Mo made a lame excuse and turned to leave.
The cuffs were gently pulled.
It felt cool to the touch, not like the temperature of a living person. Lin Mo stiffened his neck and turned around. A corner of his red hijab slipped off, revealing half of his white lower jaw. The bride's fingers rested on his sleeves, and her nails were painted with impatiens juice, making them red and black.
"Husband, what's the hurry? "She chuckled softly, and the laughter seemed to be mixed with crushed ice, "I have prepared Hexin wine. "
The dragon and phoenix candles on the table suddenly crackled and burst into flames. The candle flames suddenly jumped half an inch, casting the shadows of the two people on the wall. Lin Mo caught a glimpse of the bride's shadow next to his own shadow... Without feet.
The image that went against common sense caused the hairs on the back of his neck to explode instantly. He suddenly threw away the cold hand, and hit the corner of the table as he staggered back. The wine bottle fell to the ground, and the amber wine splashed out, creating strange patterns on the blue bricks - very much like the fox demon totem he had seen in the museum in his previous life.
"Husband, what's wrong? "The bride slowly raised her hand and completely lifted the red hijab.
