"Guess the weather forecast for a wedding night."
Her cherry-like lips repeated Lin Feng's question, her dark, lustrous eyes deepening in thought as she seriously pondered the answer.
But after a minute or two, Tang Rou pursed her lips slightly and looked at Lin Feng. "What connection does a wedding night have with the weather? Don't tell me it's sunny or cloudy?"
Of course, Tang Rou was just guessing. From her troubled expression, Lin Feng knew she definitely couldn't guess it.
It would be a real shocker if a girl like Tang Rou could guess the answer, Lin Feng thought, amused. He said, "No, it's neither sunny nor cloudy. If you guess randomly, you definitely won't be able to explain the reason. You need a reason for your answer, even for brain teasers."
At his words, Tang Rou wrinkled her small, exquisite nose. "Then just tell me the answer. I can't guess it."
