In one sentence, when Ji Mingxuan heard it, he only heard three words: get married.
My heart was pounding, as if it was hit hard by these three words, and the look in Zhao Jingyi's eyes was a little hot.
As soon as Zhao Jing felt that Ji Mingxuan's expression suddenly became a little strange, she looked at him doubtfully.
"What's wrong?"
Ji Mingxuan came back to his senses, looked at the confusion in Zhao Jing's eyes, and felt a little bitter in his heart. He slightly pursed his lips, shook his head and said, "It's nothing. I have nothing to do."
Zhao Jingyi said: "Five days later."
Ji Mingxuan nodded: "Yeah."
He looked at the fire in front of him absentmindedly, wondering when he would marry her.
Zhao Jingyi turned her head slightly, approached Ji Mingxuan, looked at him doubtfully and asked: "What's wrong with you?"
Ji Mingxuan felt a shadow coming over him, and subconsciously reached out to catch it. His hand touched Zhao Jingyi's, and he raised his eyes just in time to meet her eyes.
My heart skipped a beat.
When Zhao Jing saw that he didn't speak, she looked at him in confusion: "Huh?"
Ji Mingxuan didn't want to put pressure on her, so he helped her sit upright and said, "I'm fine."
Zhao Jing looked at him as if nothing was wrong, but he didn't want to say anything.
He frowned slightly and asked the system: "What happened to him?"
The system looked at the host who was stupid again, and said helplessly: "I guess it was touched in my heart when I heard that Zhao Jianhai was getting married."
Zhao Jingyi didn't respond, but asked: "Why?"
The system twitched and said, "What does the host think?"
Zhao Jing's head went blank for a moment, but she came to her senses after a while.
His heartbeat is racing, so he wants to get married?
Did you delay him?
This thought came to mind, and Zhao Jingyi felt a little uncomfortable.
Both of them were lost in their own thoughts, and the atmosphere in the main hall suddenly became quiet.
After a while, Ji Mingxuan asked, staring closely at Zhao Jingyi, feeling extremely nervous: "How are you thinking about it?"
Zhao Jing was stunned for a moment, and then realized what he was asking.
I was actually a little nervous, so I pretended to be calm and asked, "What's wrong? Are you anxious?"
Ji Mingxuan was startled for a moment, then nodded subconsciously, quickly reacted, shook his head and explained: "I don't mean to rush you, it's just that I..."
Zhao Jing smiled when she saw him so anxious and afraid that she might misunderstand him.
Say: "I know, um..."
Under Ji Mingxuan's nervous gaze, Zhao Jingyi deliberately spoke slowly.
Ji Mingxuan's heart ached.
His eyes were always fixed on Zhao Jingyi.
"How should I put it? So far, you have been doing very well. You have been silently beside me, standing behind me, and you also care about me..."
Every time Zhao Jing said something, Ji Mingxuan's heart became more excited, and he felt inexplicably nervous.
After Zhao Jing finished speaking, he didn't hear what he wanted to hear, and he felt a little disappointed.
He thought Zhao Jing had rejected him tactfully, and felt a little hurt.
But he didn't intend to give up, and she didn't let go. That was because he wasn't doing well enough and still needed to work hard.
Zhao Jing smiled helplessly as she saw the aura on Ji Mingxuan's body changing.
How silly.
Watching him adjust himself, he quickly adjusted his emotions and explained to himself: "I will work hard, don't be stressed."
Zhao Jing's heart moved slightly. This fool was obviously very sad, but he was afraid that he would be stressed.
Why are you so stupid?
Zhao Jing looked at Ji Mingxuan and said, to be honest, he wanted to have good looks and a good figure, so he could have whatever he wanted.