Yu Qingge also knew she acted impulsively again and quickly lowered her head to her fingers. In this era, there were no words such as marriage and divorce. Here, it was called 'getting married,' followed by 'joining and separating'... Ah, she really remembered the eating but not the beating.
"I bought a lot of snacks, they taste really good. Let's go in and eat them together." Yang Ruxin smiled, patted Gu Qingheng's arm, and got him to release her.
Gu Qingheng released her reluctantly. Getting married? That's a nice expression. As for divorce and the like, that had nothing to do with him.
Yang Ruxin went over and pulled Yu Qingge's hand, "Let's go inside to eat."
Yu Qingge was the type whose temper flared up quickly but also subsided just as fast. Seeing all those snacks, she immediately became happy, "Sister, you don't know how inconvenient ancient times are, no natural gas, no electricity, cooking..."
"Cough, cough," Yang Ruxin quickly coughed twice.
