"Not very familiar, that’s good then." Saying this, it’s unclear whether it’s for self-comfort or to remind An Ning.
So, An Ning was surprised, "Big brother, what did you say?"
It always felt like Gao Daniu held so hostility towards Wuyou.
"Nothing, I ant that it’s better for you not to be familiar with Lord County Magistrate. After all, there’s a distinction between n and won, and excessive contact will only invite gossip from others. Like today, even though it’s broad daylight, you’re the only girl at ho and he’s a young man, staying at your place for such a long ti isn’t good, it harms your reputation."
No matter whether Gao Daniu’s words were good or bad, An Ning was displeased.
In ancient tis, blind marriages were prevalent but that doesn’t an she should follow suit.
She’s in a consensual relationship with Sikong Wuyou, whose business is it to ddle?
"I appreciate your good intentions, but it’s getting late, big brother should hurry back, or the night road will be difficult and the weather is cold." An Ning said with a stern face.
Gao Daniu was utterly disappointed, "Then I’m off, take good care of Xiaoniu."
After Gao Daniu left, An Ning slamd the door shut.
Looking at Xiaoniu in her arms, An Ning playfully tapped his nose, "Our Xiaoniu is the best, Xiaoniu must like Brother Wuyou too, right?"
Xiaoniu responded with giggles, his words unclear but drool wetting his entire chin.
"Oh, how dirty!" An Ning complained.
Cuddling Xiaoniu as she walked indoors, she was surprised to find Sikong Wuyou sitting there.
Still dressed in white, untouched by the wind and dust.
No, not untouched by wind and dust.
He had been dirtied by Xiaoniu!
Seeing the wet patch on his chest, An Ning couldn’t help but laugh.
"What are you laughing at?" Sikong Wuyou stood up and approached An Ning.
"Didn’t you leave? How co you’re back again?" An Ning asked.
"How could I leave so easily when my purpose is not yet fulfilled!" Sikong Wuyou chuckled.
An Ning was puzzled, "Purpose? What purpose?"
Extending his hand, this ti smoothly taking Xiaoniu from her, "I’ve already written ho, but with the New Year approaching, I’m afraid you’ll have to bear with it for a while. We can propose after the New Year."
An Ning’s mind buzzed, "What did you say?"
Sikong Wuyou: "Propose, why? You’re unwilling?"
"No, it’s just, isn’t it too soon?" An Ning said with a forlorn face.
To An Ning, they had just confird their relationship.
Yet he was already planning the proposal.
The most important thing was, she’s only twelve!
Sikong Wuyou: "Not too fast."
If not for her young age, he’d show her what faster ans.
Seeing his straightforward answer, it must an he’s extrely confident in his choice, right?
That’s what An Ning thought.
Her mood suddenly improved.
"Wuyou, do you like very much, is that why you’re so impatient?"
"Yes, An Ning, I wish... to grow old with you, are you willing?"
His eyes were filled with sincerity.
An Ning nodded, "Wuyou, rember your words, grow old with only !"
"Alright."
This was her request, and his promise to her.
To stay together for a lifeti, grow old hand in hand.
The other side of his bed, reserved only for her all his life.
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