Quick wear, the beautiful and soft female supporting role's charming road

[The male protagonist is about to come back, but he hasn't come back yet. Xiao 8, why are you trying to show off your presence? ]

The system's mechanical current sounded serious, "Master Host, Xiao 8 is just reminding you that you've spent too much time on people who have nothing to do with the male protagonist."

It turned out to be the case.

She still needs it as a reminder.

Ning Jiaoyan lazily said, "I see. You really are someone who makes a splash when you're quiet. Hehe~"

After the banquet, the Jing family stood at the door to see the guests off. The Ning family stayed until the end. They were not in a hurry to leave, and the two families had a small gathering.

"What gift did Sister Ning give me?"

It was not appropriate to open their gifts at the birthday party just now. That was an occasion to give face to the guests according to social etiquette. Now that the door is closed, it is natural to show the warmth of being a "family".

It was really strange that Jing Feicui actually started calling her "sister".

Mother Ning smiled. "Your sister Ning has been thinking about giving you a gift ever since she received the invitation. This child is very secretive, and we as parents don't know. Now, thanks to the jade, we can see it."

Jing Luying also imitated Jing Feicui and said, "Really? Then where's my gift? Did Sister Ning take it seriously?"

The three words "Sister Ning" were deliberately spoken with more emphasis.

In fact, only the three of them knew that who usually called her sister? Jing Feicui called him and he followed suit, but why did it feel a bit like he was competing with her? Jing Feicui seemed to be glaring at Jing Luying in anger.

The parents of both families looked at each other and thought that they had a good relationship and were in harmony with each other.

"Both, both~"

Ning Jiaoyan smiled and nodded. "Of course I gave them all, but they're not as mysterious and precious as my mother said. This birthday party is also like your coming-of-age party, so I made two dresses myself. Of course, knowing that Sister Feicui likes jewelry, I personally designed the patterns and had someone custom-make a set of jewelry."

"Brother Luying's is more than just a piece of clothing. A man's ambition is to travel far and wide, so..."

Jing Luying looked at Feicui's happiness and couldn't help asking, "What?"

Ning Jiaoyan raised her eyebrows. "Just open it and see for yourself."

Jing Luying's movements looked nonchalant, but she was actually very excited and cautious. When she opened the black gift box, which was more than one meter long, she found a beautiful and sharp silver jade sword.

Ning Jiaoyan looked at their surprised expressions and slowly explained, "I carved the patterns on it myself. Thinking that my younger brother Luying is coming of age, it would be the perfect gift for him."

It can be said that after this whole process, both families were extremely happy. This gift was thoughtful and full of sincerity, unique and precious. The Jing family was becoming more and more satisfied with her daughter-in-law.

The gift-giving session was over and they could finally go home.

Ning Jiaoyan really didn't dare to look Jing Luying in the eye for too long, or she would be frightened by the emotion in his eyes. The sword she had given him didn't seem to be hanging on the wall of the study, but seemed to be stuck in his heart.

It was as if she had stabbed him in the heart.

She really hadn't thought about teasing him in this regard. To be honest, they all benefited from Jing Luming's help. When she prepared these gifts, she prepared them from the perspective of the male protagonist's fiancée.

As luck would have it, it was taken as a token of love by that person with impure intentions.

Forget it, she didn't want to think about him anymore. Her and Lin Qinghe's affairs were the most important thing, so she had to strike while the iron was hot. Otherwise, she was worried that this gentleman would turn back into a coward.

This is a church in the suburbs, a very typical Gothic architectural style.

The tower is like a pointed bamboo shoot, with thin walls supported by diagonal columns and a unique exterior structure. Once you step inside, you will feel tall, spacious and bright.

What must be mentioned is the colorful glass inlaid on the windows, and there is a large round glass above the main entrance with a rose pattern on it.

Ning Jiaoyan was stunned for a while, and only reacted after being reminded by Yi Yingchuan.

"Yanyan, we should go in."

Yi Yingchuan's outfit today was very much in line with her aesthetic taste. He wore a blue suit jacket with a black shirt underneath, and soft gray-black suit pants, which showed off his very good body proportions. With one hand in his pocket, he looked elegant and casual, and his slight smile seemed to drown her in it.

The two of them sat in the middle seats, and soon happy and gentle music echoed in the church.

A newlywed couple in white walked in slowly to the music...

This guy had ulterior motives, bringing her here to attend a wedding. Ning Jiaoyan's hand was held tightly, and she turned around to see Yi Yingchuan smiling at her.

"Yanyan, do you think they are happy?"

Ning Jiaoyan looked at the newlyweds in front of the priest without saying a word. They both had happy smiles on their faces and were solemnly swearing to each other.

The originally held hands became interlocked, and the man whispered, "Marry me, and you will be just as happy."

Yi Yingchuan looked at the girl's profile intently, his eyes sliding across her bright red face as he unconsciously moved closer. The girl glanced at him lightly, "Stop, is this the reason you brought me here today?"

"How do I know if they are happy or not? What if it's just an appearance? Don't blindly follow the crowd."

Ning Jiaoyan placed her palm on his chest, her expression playful and lively, and kissed the corner of his lips, taking the initiative. "They are getting married, so let's not sing and dance here. Let's talk it out after their wedding is over."

"I told you, I don't really like unexpected surprises."

Yi Yingchuan sighed in his heart. What could he do to her?

I had no choice but to agree.

"So domineering~"

Ning Jiaoyan snorted softly, "Just overbearing."

This was not the first time he had talked to her about marriage. Yi Yingchuan was handsome and gentle, well-educated, considerate, capable and courageous. More importantly, this guy really liked her.

But she is destined to marry the hero.

What a jerk she is.

In this way, the two of them snuggled up to each other and watched someone else's happy wedding. After everyone left, they started their own things.

The priest was a white-haired old man, and he kindly told them that there was no prayer time here.

None of this matters, all they need is a quiet space.

Ning Jiaoyan tilted her head and asked him, her eyes flashing with suspicion, "Are you ready to propose?"

Yi Yingchuan raised his eyebrows in surprise, "How... did you know that?"

"Didn't you tell me you didn't like surprises like this? I told them to withdraw."

Ning Jiaoyan curled her lips. "That's good. If you really propose to me out of the blue without regard for my wishes, I'll really be angry. Do you think I'm weird? After all, other girls like surprises."

Yi Yingchuan held her in his arms. "You're not some other girl. Yanyan isn't weird, it's just... you have your own ideas. I wasn't thoughtful enough. How could I propose to you so easily? I should at least meet both sets of parents first."

Ning Jiaoyan suddenly felt that he was really nice, but this topic could not be continued.

Meet your parents?

To her, this was no different from meeting the King of Hell.

She was lost in thought as she stared at the colorful light reflected on the wall and didn't respond to him for a long time.

Yi Yingchuan still felt a little sad and lost. He and Yanyan were already close enough, and they should get married. He could understand Yanyan's thoughts, and he also understood that marriage might be a constraint for women today, but it didn't matter. After marriage, she could still do what she wanted.

But when it comes to "meeting my parents"... "Yanyan, don't you want me to meet my uncle and aunt?"

Pulling away from him, he saw the girl in his arms staring blankly at something. His words were like a refreshing boost, and the girl's eyes lit up. "I just thought the light and shadow over there were beautiful. I was so mesmerized that I didn't really listen to what you said just now."

Yi Yingchuan was a little heartbroken, "Yanyan, I really like you and love you very much."

Why are you suddenly saying this?

Maybe she was deliberately ignoring it, but there was nothing I could do about it...

"me too."

I felt a little guilty when responding.

The man's eyes were burning. "Really?"

The best way to hide a guilty conscience is not with words, but with actions.

Ning Jiaoyan straightened her back, held his cheeks under his gaze, blinked her eyelashes, slowly lowered her eyes, and kissed his lips.

After testing it once or twice, he went deeper.

Ning Jiaoyan told him not to move and took out a hand to hold his. His palm was very hot and both of them were sweating.

But Yi Yingchuan was good at resisting temptation. Even at this point, he still put his hand against her forehead and asked her, "Do you love me?"

Things changed and she became the one who was forced.

How difficult is it to say "I love him"?

The key point is that she felt guilty for deceiving the innocent boy against her conscience.

This is probably the mentality of those scumbag men when they are flirting with girls. Who can say that they don’t feel guilty? But the scumbag has already done it, there is no turning back.

She was a bad woman to begin with, but unfortunately she met such a good man. It was his bad luck.

"I love you, I love you. I, Ning Jiaoyan, like Yi Yingchuan. I love Yi Yingchuan. Is that okay? My baby, can you be a little good?"

She was now sitting astride him, their eyes level, and she was in a very relaxed state with her arms resting on his shoulders.

Yi Yingchuan repeated her words, "Baby?"

He laughed, and the sadness and persistence in his eyes disappeared. "Yanyan, you are my baby too. So, can you meet my parents?"

Again.

Ning Jiaoyan was about to kiss him again, but this time he blocked her movements. "Don't you want to? Is your love for me fake?"

Determination burned again in his eyes, like a cold flame, revealing the danger of deep affection.

He even pushed her away and said, "Don't be perfunctory with me, okay? You can tell me whatever you are worried about."

Ning Jiaoyan calmed down a bit and looked at him seriously, "Do you really have to meet me?"

"must."

Ning Jiaoyan answered directly this time, "Sure, let me make an appointment."

Seeing that he was happy, Ning Jiaoyan held down his body, and the colorful light above his head refracted down and landed on her head, like a holy queen.

It was quite condescending. "You just forced me, and I'm very unhappy. Now I want to punish you. Do you accept the punishment?"

Yi Yingchuan's breathing quickened when he heard this, because the word "punishment" had only ever appeared in their bed.

The man suddenly felt a little uneasy, his thin lips tightly pursed, but his arms around her didn't relax at all. His tone was uncertain but with some expectation, "Here?"

Ning Jiaoyan curled her lips, "Of course."

The man glanced at the statue behind her and finally struggled, "The car is outside, let's go in...ah~"

It was too late, she had already caught the little shadow.

The church was indeed spacious, and the scorching sunlight filtered through the colorful windows, bringing warmth and brightness. The holy statue's eyes were compassionate and kind, quietly observing the play and interactions of mortals, the joy of reproducing and procreating life.

In fact, if it wasn't for coaxing Yi Yingchuan, she wouldn't have thought of making a scene here. Because originally she was going to meet Lin Qinghe, but Yi Yingchuan sent her a letter and asked her to meet him in the morning.

As a master of time management, the afternoon was left to Lin Qinghe.

Now covered in dust and drowsy, he asked Yi Yingchuan to carry him back to his home.

Ning Jiaoyan rubbed the soft pillow, and her nose was filled with a fragrance that made her feel so relaxed.

She reached out and touched it, and it was warm. When she opened her eyes, Yi Yingchuan was looking at her.

"Are you awake? Are you hungry?"

Ning Jiaoyan seemed to have no time to care about these things. She looked at the clock and saw that an hour had passed since her appointment with Lin Qinghe. She looked a little flustered.

Yi Yingchuan was a little puzzled as to why she didn't eat before leaving, but he still helped her put on her clothes.

After Ning Jiaoyan left, Yi Yingchuan stared at her receding figure for a long time without coming back to his senses.

"Master, should we clear the table of things or wait for Miss Ning to come back?"

Yi Yingchuan took a deep breath and said, "She won't come back. Let's retreat first."

"Also, prepare the car."

The place where Lin Qinghe asked her out was really not hidden at all. It was by a long river. Summer cicadas were chirping, and the sun near dusk was shining on the river water. The breeze blew, and the river was sparkling.

Ning Jiaoyan found Lin Qinghe on a lime-colored bench.

He looked at the river in front of him, his expression looking extremely depressed.

He looked well-dressed, though his style was rather old-fashioned, lacking some of the youthful energy. Fortunately, however, his good looks balanced the allure, making him look like a melancholic prince.

Ning Jiaoyan laughed mercilessly. The girl's hearty and pleasant laughter attracted the birds to stop. Her silly look made her laugh even more happily.

Lin Qinghe turned around and looked at her, "Why did you come just now?"

Somewhat aggrieved.

Ning Jiaoyan walked over and asked, "Do you believe me if I say I'm lost?"

Lin Qinghe shook her head and pulled her to her side. "I don't know. If you say you don't want to come, what can I do?"

The voice is muffled, and it seems that the person waiting is depressed.

"How could I not come? My beloved brother is waiting for me, and I don't want him to be sad. I... met a magician on the way, and I watched him for too long, and there were so many people around that I was late."

"Lin Qinghe, let's go take a look at the lotus bushes over there."

Ning Jiaoyan suddenly changed the subject. Lying to both sides still made her feel uneasy. Besides, the depths of the lotus was a good place.