"You didn’t hear wrong, I said yes," Jin’er repeated good-naturedly, with a smile on her face, and if you looked closely, there was a hint of playful coyness.
"Really, yes!!"
Those dazzling almond eyes opened wide and then curved into crescent moons, even the corners shimred with a blush of joy, her gaze astonishingly bright, just staring unblinkingly at Jin’er.
The eager gaze made Jin’er feel like she was a piece of at on a bone, causing her to shiver involuntarily, yet she couldn’t help but nod.
"That’s great," she realized as Luo Song already held her tightly in his embrace.
Jin’er: "..."
Once she realized it, she felt a slightly trembling body, Jin’er paused.
...Is he really this excited?
Could he be crying from happiness?
For a mont, she couldn’t shake off her habit of overthinking, starting to let her imagination run wild again.
In truth, Luo Song was indeed extrely excited. After all, he had known his feelings for several years now, and it was hard to believe the girl he loved finally agreed. This feeling was indescribable; his eyes were genuinely red, but not to the point of tears because breaking down sobbing would be too embarrassing for a grown man, and this was a happy occasion.
"Luo Song... brother, what’s wrong?" She hesitated for a mont, and the hand she intended to push him away with changed to patting his back, Jin’er spoke softly.
"Nothing, just... too happy," Luo Song actually realized the mont he hugged Jin’er, but because of his excitent and finally being able to be close to the one he loved, feeling her warmth made him reluctant to let go.
He hadn’t expected that Jin’er wouldn’t push him away, instead she worriedly asked what was wrong, making him feel a bit guilty. He quickly released his hold and stepped back slightly.
"I’m sorry, my feelings got the best of , I couldn’t help it for a mont. Why don’t you hit to make up for it?"
Jin’er looked at the person whose eye corners were still slightly red ahead of her and smiled coyly, "Alright, since you insist, we’ll just forget what happened then."
Agreeing was agreeing, after all, they weren’t engaged nor married yet. She didn’t have feudal thoughts, but here, n and won should keep a respectful distance, adhering to local customs. She couldn’t give the impression that she was easy to take advantage of, even the future husband wasn’t an exception.
Luo Song was utterly lost in Jin’er’s smiling face. When he ca back to his senses, a porcelain-white fist was already near his face. He initially wanted to dodge, but when he saw the fist, he smiled and t it willingly.
Wanting to experience the feeling of Jin’er’s unintentional but affectionate punches and curses.
Jin’er: "..."
She originally intended to go easy on him, seeing his fanatical expression, she could only apologize silently.
After all, he willingly accepted it.
In the end, punches landed squarely but didn’t hit any bones, until Luo Song lay on the ground, looking at the panda-eyed man, Jin’er finally stopped. This was the result of pulling her punches significantly.
Yet, seeing those panda eyes, it was hard not to laugh.
"If you want to laugh, then laugh," Luo Song barely opened his eyes, looked at Jin’er, who was holding back laughter, and grinned. However, his face was currently a colorful palette, losing its usual handsoness.
Seeing him like this, Jin’er felt a little compassion. Although it looked amusing, she preferred to see his more handso appearance. Jin’er quickly took out two hot eggs from his versatile bag, peeled them.
"Here, roll them over your eyes, it will feel much better."
At least the palette would fade a little.
"Jin’er, I knew you couldn’t bear to," Luo Song’s grin grew wider.
"What did you say?" Jin’er pulled her hand back, glancing at him with a notably disapproving look.
"Sister Jin is so kind," Luo Song smiled brightly, his tone seamlessly smooth, giving Jin’er an inexplicable sense of familiarity, especially resembling... like her father.
"Don’t play around," Jin’er tossed the eggs to his hands.
"Hehe," Luo Song responded with a silly grin, rolling the eggs over his eyes, his movents natural, seemingly ignorant of the excessively hot temperature of the eggs.
The smile in Jin’er’s eyes deepened.
After a while, he shalessly swallowed the two eggs, and the color on his eyes did look much better.
At least it wasn’t bruised blue and purple anymore. Jin’er prepared to leave, turning around without a word.
Luo Song imdiately followed, stealing a glance at Jin’er’s exquisite side profile and cautiously speaking, "Jin’er, once I get ho, I’ll have my grandfather propose."
"Alright," Jin’er nodded, having already discussed deeper topics, so there was nothing to be coy about, nodding straightforwardly, adding a soft smile.
"Good," Luo Song’s grin grew wider, combined with those funny-looking eyes, Jin’er truly couldn’t look directly at him and turned her face away.
"Well, I’m heading ho, you and Grandfather Luo can handle the rest," Jin’er glanced at the palette-like face next to her, quickening her pace.
As for how Grandpa Luo would think afterward, it really wasn’t her concern. She admitted her first punch was aid at Luo Song’s face, but she never expected him not to dodge, not only did he not dodge, but intentionally embraced it, resulting in several unintended hits on his face.
Luo Song watched as the girl disappeared in the blink of an eye, unable to suppress the smile on his lips, coupled with those bluish-purple eyes. Villagers he encountered thought they ran into an idiot, and when he got ho, even Grandpa Luo was shocked. After learning it was Jin’er’s doing, he also teased his grandson relentlessly.
"Serves you right, can’t even dodge your own wife’s moves."
That was exactly what Grandpa said, and Luo Song was utterly caught between laughter and tears.
anwhile, when Jin’er returned ho, she was t with the astonished gazes of her family lingering on her.
"Jin’er, this... you look stunning," Day and Yun Niang marveled, surrounding their little sister-in-law, even the child in their arms opened wide eyes, curiously examining the person before them.
It was as if... she seed familiar, yet unfamiliar.
"You should have dressed like this long ago, always seeming like a tomboy," Grandma Hua joyfully circled her granddaughter, feeling her hands, touching her hair, sighing how beautiful her girl was, feeling proud that just a change of clothes could outshine other girls by several streets.
"Exactly," Grandpa Hua nodded along, feeling at ease seeing his beautiful granddaughter.
"This is the right way to go, wear girl clothes more often when there’s nothing to do," chid in Mrs. Qi, "after all, you’re preparing to discuss marriage, always wearing n’s clothes, it’s just... "
ntioning n, an image of sothing popped into Jin’er’s mind, she shook her head sharply, the thought was too overwhelming to bear.
The outfit change was a spur-of-the-mont decision, considering discussing serious matters with Brother Luo Song, it wasn’t appropriate to be too casual.
But Mother was right, although n’s clothing was more comfortable, this was a special situation, and she could make an effort.
When there’s nothing going on, wear more girls’ clothes, so everyone gets used to it. Haven’t you seen the three little treasures were already amazed, unable to recognize her the first ti they saw her dressed like this, examining her with full curiosity? Ordinarily, they would have rushed into her arms by now at this ti.
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