Su Qing is such a scatterbrain, probably out drinking with his buddies, surely forgetting to go back to his chamber to present the wedding silk kerchief to his bride.
Su Luo sat down on the stool beside the bed and asked, "Are you hungry?"
Zhu Jiao shook her head, saying softly, "Not hungry!"
Su Luo raised an eyebrow: "Really not hungry? This water chestnut cake seems freshly made, still warm, and smells so good. I remember you quite like this treat!"
The sound of Zhu Jiao swallowing filled the quiet room.
She was furiously embarrassed yet somewhat annoyed: "Sister Su, you are too naughty, you're deliberately teasing me!"
"So if you're hungry, just say it!"
With that, Su Luo picked up a piece of steaming water chestnut cake and slipped it under the red bridal veil: "Have a little first, don't faint from hunger later, and have no strength for the nuptial chamber!"
Zhu Jiao, teased in such a manner, stomped her feet in embarrassment on the ground: "Sister Su..."
