Along the way, Yatong didn't say much. When she thought about what she was going to do, a cold sweat broke out on her back.
Turning her head to meet Ning Anyi's gentle and doting gaze, her mood became even more complicated.
She targeted Liu Zhiyuan before because she loved Song Ling.
But Ning Anyi is really innocent.
Her heart was tense and her face looked bad.
Ning Anyi noticed that something was wrong with her and asked her with concern: "What's wrong? Are you feeling unwell?"
Yatong shook her head and looked at the handsome and calm man.
In the end, I just forced a smile and said awkwardly, "I'm not uncomfortable, it's just my first time visiting your home, so I'm a little nervous."
Ning Anyi looked at her little appearance and liked her from the bottom of his heart.
He left one hand to hold her small hand, and his gentle voice enveloped her like spring water.
"Don't be nervous. I live alone at home. Relax and date me just like you did before, just in a different setting."
A smile spread across Yatong's face, and she nodded gently, "Okay."
At Ning Anyi's house, Yatong sat on the sofa.
Looking around, I once again discovered that Ning Anyi is such a good person.
He tidied up his home, the windows were clean, it looked spotless and it was really comfortable.
She wanted to go to his house on impulse. So he wasn't just cleaning temporarily, this must be his normal life pattern.
It is a pleasure to live with such a person. He definitely takes care of the hygiene of the house.
Ning Anyi poured her a cup of hot milk, gently turned on the TV for her, and then prepared to go to the kitchen to busy herself.
Ya Tong asked softly, "Can I help you? Although I'm not very good at cooking, I can help you."
Ning Anyi looked at her with doting eyes, and said softly,
"No, women should be spoiled. I will handle all the work in the kitchen. How can you cook with such delicate hands like yours? I will feel bad."
Yatong lowered her head guiltily, picked up the cup and took a sip of milk.
Ning Anyi smiled gently, then walked into the kitchen and started busying herself.
The food he cooked was really delicious, and soon the aroma from the kitchen spread into the air.
Yatong's forehead was also sweating. Her small hands were tucked into her coat pockets, clutching a white plastic bag, her heart beating like thunder.
After Ning Anyi prepared a table of delicious dishes, Ya Tong suggested drinking some red wine.
"No, you can't drink. You haven't been feeling well. Don't touch alcohol."
Ning Anyi is considerate and caring. He always looks at Yatong with doting and affection.
Yatong insisted on her statement.
"Then can I just drink a little? Women can drink some red wine at night to beautify themselves. Don't you want me to be more beautiful?"
Ning Anyi listened to her gentle tone and couldn't help but step back: "Okay, okay, just drink a little."
After he set the table, Yatong offered to help pour the wine.
Because she was nervous, she didn't notice the different amounts of wine poured into the two goblets.
Knowing that Ning Anyi had made the soup, she found an excuse to ask Ning Anyi to check if the soup was ready.
After Ning Anyi went to the kitchen, she quickly opened the bag of white powder and added it to his red wine glass.
After she added it, her mood became complicated.
Not only my palms and back are sweating, my whole body is sweating.
Ning Anyi came back and served her a bowl of chicken soup and placed it in front of her.
Maybe it was nervousness or something? Anyway, when Yatong smelled the chicken soup, she felt nauseous.
The urge to vomit was uncontrollable.
It must be embarrassing to vomit in someone else's house. She quickly covered her lips and rushed into his bathroom.
Ning Anyi looked at her back worriedly, "What's wrong? Are you okay?"
Yatong waved her hand: "It's okay, maybe I have a cold and feel like vomiting..."
Ning Anyi followed her to the bathroom, but after seeing the high-heeled glasses in front of the two people, he kindly moved the cup in front of him to the front of Yatong's seat.
He thought very simply: She had a cold and couldn't drink any more, so it would be better for her to drink less.
Yatong vomited for a while and finally felt better.
Ning Anyi has been supporting her from behind, looking at her pale and nervous face: "Why don't you go to the hospital for a check-up? I'm worried."
Ya Tong forced out a smile,
"It's okay, I just have a cold. I don't want to go to the hospital. I'm in a good mood tonight and I don't want to affect my mood. Let's eat, I have something important to tell you."
Ning Anyi could only pamper her and follow her.
After returning to the restaurant, Yatong sat in the same seat as before.
Looking at the goblet in front of Ning Anyi, her heartbeat lost its rhythm again.
Naturally, she hadn't noticed the goblets in front of her had been swapped. To be more precise, she hadn't even noticed which cup had more or less.
She picked up the goblet gracefully, "An Yi, I have something important to tell you today..."
She paused, and Ning Anyi suddenly became nervous.
Ya Tong continued, "I've decided to get engaged to you. Let's get engaged first, and then get married when we're in love, okay?"
In an instant, colorful lights bloomed in Ning Anyi's eyes.
Looking at her eyebrows, his heart melted into a stream of water.
He was so excited that he was incoherent: "Really? Xiao Tong, are you telling the truth?"
Ya Tong nodded and asked calmly, "Don't you want to?"
Ning Anyi quickly shook her head, "No, I do. I really do. I've been dreaming of this day for a long time. Xiao Tong, I can't believe my ears. Happiness really comes too suddenly..."
His eyes were so affectionate that they could make water come out of her, and Yatong felt uncomfortable. But now that things had come to this, she could only continue.
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