Jiang Ruan swallowed, looked up wanting to ask him something, but crashed into his deep dark eyes.
He gazed at her, as if seeing right into her soul, staring for a few moments, he leaned down to her ear.
With a teasing tone: "What? Are you envious? Want to marry me?"
She didn't expect him to ask so directly, Jiang Ruan's heart trembled fiercely, she retorted without thinking: "I don't."
Yet her eyes kept darting away.
It was obvious, she was lying.
But only Jiang Ruan knew that she really wanted to marry him, who wouldn't want to legitimately grow old with the one they love?
Then she heard Bao Ye laugh, and he said: "Don't rush, we're still young."
With one sentence, Jiang Ruan's heart sank into the abyss again.
Her red lips twitched, she lowered her head, expressionless: "Hmm."
Yes, they were still young.
Just in their twenties.
Soon, Jiang Ruan adjusted her mood, she looked up, observing Su Tiantian and Zou Ji's sweet demeanor, her eyes filled with blessings.
