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

Ning Jiaoyan looked at the tightly closed door, hesitating again and again. The voice in her head was crackling and getting louder and louder. Should she just push the door open and go in?

[Should I knock? They should be locked tight.]

Xiao 8: [... ...]

[Host, this is a mistake you made. Please face the reality and bravely fix the bug!]

Ning Jiaoyan shrank her neck. Forget it. If she stuck her head out, she would be cut by a knife. If she kept her head down, she would also be cut by a knife. She was better off being a warrior. Look at her magnificent courage. She resolutely stretched out her delicate jade fingers.

"Dangdangdang——"

what!

[They didn't seem to hear me. There's nothing I can do about it... Xiao 8!]

An overwhelming amount of books fell into her sea of ​​consciousness. Ning Jiaoyan took a closer look at the large pile of door-knocking instruction manuals. [So many? Knocking on a door is worth writing so many instruction manuals. How idle!]

Xiao 8: [These are all prepared for the host, you’re welcome.]

Well, Ning Jiaoyan closed one of the books. She had to face the situation. She banged on the door three times. "Is anyone there? Open the door quickly. I know you're home!"

"Bang, bang, bang! Is anyone there? Open the door for me quickly, I know you are home!"

Something seems wrong?

The voice in my head was silent for a few seconds, with only two heavy gasps, followed by Gu Yan's calm voice, "It seems like someone is knocking on the door."

Tick.

Tick.

Tick.

"I'll open the door."

This was Jing Luming's voice, as if he was enduring something.

"I'm telling you, this isn't over yet. Jing Luming, I won't let you."

Oh my god, this is Yi Yingchuan's voice. How can he be so confident in stealing someone else's fiancée? I'm dying~

A cheerful laugh echoed in my mind. It was Gu Yan.

"This little princess is truly amazing. She's got you two in a trap, playing you around like a fish basket, and you're still thinking of marrying her. However, I admit, the little princess is truly incredibly beautiful."

This guy is adding fuel to the fire again.

She knew exactly what he was planning.

She just thought that the people knocking on the door were workers from Jing Luming's factory. If she fanned the flames at this time, she would make them look bad in front of outsiders, spread her affair, and then watch the fire from the other side of the river.

Bitch Gu Yan, she will not forgive him.

Ning Jiaoyan knocked twice again.

Who knew——"Stop knocking! There's no time now, go handle it yourself."

It was Jing Luming's voice. He sounded very angry. He was not the kind of person who would take his anger out on others. It seemed that this was indeed a very troublesome situation.

"Brother Lu Ming, it's me, Jiao Jiao. Don't you have time to see Jiao Jiao today? Jiao Jiao really misses Brother Lu Ming."

Through a door, Ning Jiaoyan listened to the movements in her mind.

Her own voice also spread very realistically in her mind, one voice in reality and one voice in her mind, so abstract.

There was complete silence inside now, as quiet as the dawn before daybreak, and her cries of "Brother Luming" were like the crowing of a rooster.

Gu Yan got up first, "What a coincidence, she's here."

"Brother Luming, you're calling me so sweetly and tenderly. Does Yingchuan also call you Brother Yingchuan?"

He was clearly trying to provoke Yi Yingchuan, who was currently overwhelmed with emotions, experiencing a mixture of sadness and joy, unable to withstand the urge. "Jing Luming, open the door. I don't believe Yanyan will choose you."

Jing Luming looked at the door and was in a dilemma for the first time. Should he open it or not?

These calls of "Brother Lu Ming" used to sound normal, but now they sounded like slaps in the face one after another, making him embarrassed and... sad.

Ning Jiaoyan, why on earth did you do this?

Different images of the girl in the past emerged in his mind. She saw that he always had a bright and beautiful smile, his eyes sparkling, and his words and actions were all centered around him. She said that she liked him, loved him, and would not marry anyone else...!

Is this all fake?

He didn't believe it, but how could there be two Ning Jiaoyan in this world?

He still held onto a glimmer of hope. They had been arguing until now, but they had never seen the woman each other was talking about. What if they really just had the same name... Jing Luming stretched out his hand and looked at the door handle that was so ordinary that it couldn't be more ordinary.

While he was stunned, a hand had already reached out to hold it. He raised his head and frowned at Gu Yan, who was smiling. "What are you doing?"

Gu Yan raised his eyebrows. "A short pain is worse than a long one. If you can't make a decision, I'll help you. I'm just a woman."

Jing Luming felt something was wrong, "Wait a minute!"

Unfortunately, it's too late.

Gu Yan's movements were quick and decisive. He opened the door and leaned lazily against it, his hands in his pockets, looking sideways. "Brothers, we must face reality."

Ning Jiaoyan's hand, which was knocking on the door, was suspended in mid-air. As if she had not expected the door to be opened, she leaned forward but was stopped by a strong arm in time.

She sniffed the scent and knew it wasn't from either Yi Yingchuan or Jing Luming, so it had to be that bitch Gu Yan. She had wanted to act like a little lamb who had suddenly come in, and if any of them were soft-hearted enough to catch her, she would make them instantly show their love for her.

Gu Yan!

Now we really have to face the cruel reality.

Jing Luming looked at her quietly without moving.

"Brother Luming..."

Looking behind him, he saw Yi Yingchuan, whose expression was shattered. "Yi Yingchuan?"

There was the sound of a door closing behind her. It was over. It went without saying that she knew both of them. All her preconceived notions were confirmed.

Yi Yingchuan still loved her. All he could think about was pulling her to his side, with only one thought in mind: marrying her. Having already experienced losing her once, what he wanted most was to be with her.

Although, all this is indeed unbelievable, although... ...she is indeed playing both sides.

He was still immersed in the joy of reuniting with her. At least it proved one thing: there was no one behind Yanyan, and her real identity was a little princess in the palace.

All those speculations and dangers from before didn't exist. In fact, they were quite compatible now.

Ning Jiaoyan understood the look in his eyes. When their eyes met, the man quickly rushed towards her, his expression filled with deep affection, "Yanyan."

She was still wearing the cheongsam he had chosen, a soft green brocade embroidered with large patches of green crabapple.

"Yi Yingchuan, why are you here?"

Yi Yingchuan's eyes suddenly became moist. He heard her voice and separated from her a little, "You are missing. I came to find you."

Ning Jiaoyan didn't know why, but she felt a surge of pity and sadness when she saw his tear-stained, heartbroken expression. She reached out and wiped away the tears from his eyes. "Why are you crying? Now that you know my true face, why are you still crying?"