In the early stages, the story leans towards the heartwarming grandparent-grandchild bond between the female lead and her grandmother, embodying a very cozy, "group-pet" family style. After...
He seemed to be in great difficulty in speaking, his head lowered, his hands nervously tugging at the hem of his clothes...
Rong Qing approached Jiang Zimo and whispered:
"Look closely, girls are born actors, their whole bodies are full of drama. If you ask them again, they will be very embarrassed and entangled in asking for a betrothal gift, and then they will say, "Actually, it doesn't matter, I can do without it. It's just that I don't want to embarrass you, so I'll use that name instead of you. It's too corny to call you."
Jiang Zimo held her small hand with his big hand under the table, and whispered in a low, seductive voice close to her ear: "Just call me brother, just say it out loud."
Rong Qing teased him deliberately: "Brother Zimo."
The man's body clearly stiffened, and he slid quickly. The frost in his originally dark and deep sharp eyes was stained with crimson desire.
The big hand holding her became a little hot, and his voice was slightly hoarse: "Be good! Don't provoke me now, save it for next time when you come back and call me, you can call me whatever you want."
No one noticed the two people's little movements because everyone else's attention was on Chu Ling'er.
Just as Rong Qing predicted, Jiang Weiyi spoke up: "What's wrong? Ling'er, if you have any difficulties, just tell me directly. I will do my best to help you. After all, it's my fault."
Chu Ling'er pondered for a long time and seemed to have finally made up her mind. Suddenly she looked up and said hesitantly:
"I, I, actually, want to ask, can you give me a little betrothal gift? It doesn't have to be too much. It really doesn't matter. I can do without it. I just feel that I can't embarrass Brother Wei Yi." As she spoke, she grabbed the hem of her clothes even more embarrassedly.
With a "swish", a small piece of the hem was torn off.
Anyway, I don’t know whether it was intentional or unintentional, it’s just right.
Chu Ling'er seemed to be crying anxiously, her tears falling like beads falling from a string, and she could hear the clattering sound as she pretended to run away:
"Yes, yes, I'm sorry, Brother Wei Yi, I really didn't mean it. It's just this set of clothes, and I've been wearing it for a while, so, so..."