The orange-red sunset spread to the horizon, and the color had turned into rose red, like the blushing cheeks of the two people, dyeing the clouds in the sky with color.
Zhou Jing'an looked at Jiang Ling's confused look and felt uneasy.
He whispered softly, "Ling'er, have you seen my feelings for you over the past two months?"
Jiang Ling raised her eyes upon hearing this, and was caught off guard by the deep and vast sea of tenderness in Zhou Jing'an's eyes, and was about to fall into it.
She lowered her eyes in panic, bit her lip, and nodded slightly, "I saw it."
Regardless of the system's report, just from the way Zhou Jing'an looked at her, how could she not see his feelings for her.
He probably didn't even realize how gentle his eyes were when he looked at Jiang Ling.
Jiang Ling felt her heart beating in panic, as if it was about to jump out.
She has been avoiding it these days.
It’s not about avoiding Zhou Jing’an, but avoiding one’s own heart.
She had always regarded Zhou Jing'an as a target for her strategy and a mission goal, but she did not dare to admit that during this process, her feelings towards Zhou Jing'an were no longer as pure as before.
It has to be said that Zhou Jing'an is outstanding and charming, and can easily attract the attention and favor of others.
Jiang Ling is not a saint, nor is she a pure-hearted monk. She has emotions and feelings, and she can't help but be attracted to Zhou Jing'an.
Maybe it was when Zhou Jing'an walked slowly towards her with a torch in hand while lost in the forest during the autumn hunt, or when he stammered to express his feelings, or maybe it was when he indulged her infinitely, and every gentle look he gave her that was filled with affection.
In short, Jiang Ling couldn't remember it clearly.
At a certain moment, or at every moment, when Zhou Jing'an's love for her deepened step by step, she did the same.
Jiang Ling hesitated and stared at the tip of her shoes. The hairpin in her hand was already wet with sweat from her palm, and it was smooth and delicate, and she could hardly hold it.
Fox didn't make a sound to disturb the secret feelings between the two, but she couldn't help but scream silently in the corner.
Its host! Likes it without knowing it! It's so awkward and cute!
Ahhhh!!! It wished it could agree on her behalf right now!!
Jiang Ling suddenly thought of her previous life and the long conversation she had with Qingqing all night long.
I remember what she said - be brave in dealing with every like, don't let yourself have regrets, and don't let your heart be disappointed.
Jiang Ling suddenly smiled.
Yes, how come she has forgotten what she said before?
She raised her eyes and looked directly at Zhou Jingan, smiling sweetly.
Fortunately, she remembered now.
"I like the hairpin very much." She held the exquisite and beautiful hairpin tightly, her voice soft and pleasant, "I forgot about the purse. Can I give it to you tomorrow?"
"boom--"
There was a roar in Zhou Jing'an's head, like a grand fireworks display, sweeping away all the uneasy, nervous and anxious emotions, leaving only surprise and ecstasy.
The joy that burst out from his heart instantly rushed to every part of his body, making his whole body slightly numb, his blood flowing rapidly, and his heartbeat like a drum, celebrating and inspiring him with joy.
Jiang Ling looked at his dumbfounded expression and couldn't help but laugh, "Master Zhou, please be more generous and forgive Ling'er's negligence, right?"
Zhou Jing'an was stunned for a long time before he came to his senses. His face flushed, he was at a loss, and his mouth opened and closed for a long time before he found his voice.
"I... Ling'er, I don't blame you, no, I mean..."
Although he had recovered his voice, it turned out that his language system was still very confused.
Jiang Ling tilted her head and smiled, and continued laughing at his silly look.
Zhou Jing'an looked at her smile and slowly smiled too.
He lowered his eyes, and his eyes were full of light, twinkling like stars in the sky, with endless affection and tenderness pouring out slowly.
"Ling'er, I'm so happy." He moved closer, but restrained himself from doing anything else that would infringe the rules.
His smile was as bright as the sun, with smiles on the corners of his eyebrows and eyes.
Zhou Jing'an's voice was gentle and low, "I'm really happy."
Jiang Ling's smile didn't fade. Looking at his dazed look, she nodded and said softly, "Yeah, me too."
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Zhou Jing'an sent her back to the pavilion, and received the unanimous attention of Cheng An and Wu Wanying. He kept looking at them, with a look of inquiry and teasing on his face.
After taking him away, Cheng An pointed at the wooden box in Jiang Ling's hand, his mouth wide open in surprise.
"This...is this the hairpin he gave you?"
Jiang Ling was rarely shy, lowered her eyes and nodded.
Cheng An asked again: "Did you give him the purse as well?"
Seeing Jiang Ling shaking her head, Cheng An was stunned again before he could even relax.
"I'll give it to him tomorrow."
Cheng An wailed, "Ah—my cabbage was eaten by a pig."
She collapsed powerlessly in Wu Wanying's arms, both of them with a look of reluctance and resentment on their faces.
Seeing them like this, Jiang Ling couldn't help but laugh out loud.
His fingers couldn't help but clench the wooden box.
Cheng An shook his head in frustration and held out his hand: "Let me see it."
She took the box, opened it, and said bitterly, "If he tries to fool you with just any hairpin, I'll..."
Cheng An's voice stopped abruptly when he saw the hairpin lying quietly inside, and Wu Wanying also moved over.
"Hehe, he's sensible." Cheng An carefully took out the hairpin and looked at it. The more they looked at it, the brighter their eyes became.
Jiang Ling laughed heartily and jokingly asked, "Are you two satisfied? Then may I agree to his request?"
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