"That's not what I mean. What I mean is, can the two of us... be together for the rest of our lives?" Nalanjing's expression was tangled and awkward, a little coy, and her fair face was glowing red, and she even looked at it.
Tang Yin's eyes were filled with nervousness.
Tang Yin was angry: "Nalanjing, I didn't expect you to be this kind of person! Why did Xiaoqing feel sorry for you? You want to exclude her? I really misjudged you."
"..." Nalanjing's face froze.
He looked at Tang Yin's angry little face, panicked, and quickly took her hand: "That's not what I meant, I meant..."
Tang Yin snorted: "No need to explain! If you don't want Xiao Qing, then I won't want you either."
She angrily threw away Nalanjing's hand and turned to leave.
Nalanjing became more and more panicked and raised her hand again to grab Tang Yin's hand.
However, this time, Tang Yin was caught off guard and was violently pulled over by him, bumping his head into his thick chest.
At that moment, Tang Yin's entire body was so stiff that he could not move.
The man was so close to her, so close that he could feel her breathing clearly.
In her life, she had never had close contact with any man. Even though they had lived in Zainalan's family for so long, they all followed their own duties and there was no overstep.
But I don’t know why…
In Nalanjing's chest, she couldn't even breathe smoothly, her face turned red, and she quickly raised her hand to push him away.
She glared at Nalan Jing fiercely, her expression ferocious, as if this could cover up her inner panic.
Afterwards, Tang Yin left without looking back. He never looked at Nalanjing again and disappeared in front of Nalanjing like flying.
Nalanjing stared blankly at Tang Yin's leaving figure, lowered his head and smiled bitterly. It seemed that this time, he had completely angered Xiao Yin. In the future... I'm afraid there will be no chance again.
…
Tang Yin walked hurriedly along the way. She stroked her pink cheeks with her hands, only to realize that her cheeks had become a little hot at some point.
"Miss!"
Suddenly, a joyful voice came from the front.
When Tang Yin raised his eyes, he saw Qian Ning standing at the door waiting for her.
Qian Ning was still holding a bright red wedding dress in her hands and was staring at her with aggrieved eyes.
"Qian Ning, what are you doing standing here?" Tang Yin looked confused, and then his eyes fell on the wedding dress in Qian Ning's hand, "I have already tried on this dress for He Lianyue, why did you bring it over?"
Qian Ning's eyes were full of guilt and she wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes.
Miss, I'm sorry.
There is nothing the slave can do.
If the slave does not do what the princess says, she will definitely drive the young lady out of the house. At that time, the young lady will definitely be even more sad.
so……
She could only go against the young lady's wishes.
Qian Ning stepped forward and held Tang Yin's hand: "Miss, let me help you change your clothes."
"Is there something wrong with this wedding dress?" Tang Yin didn't think much and smiled, "Then try again. Anyway, He Lianyue is also from Tianya Mansion. Helping her is equivalent to helping Xiao Qing."
"..."
Qian Ning sighed.
The young lady is really stubborn, so it will be much easier to deal with this, at least, there is no need to use strong methods.
"Let's go, miss."
Qian Ning looked back at Tianya Mansion, which was decorated with lights. She turned around, took Tang Yin's hand and walked slowly towards the room...