Beside the Charcoal Stove.
"Want to touch it?"
The moment those three words came out, Jiang Ning froze.
Qingyi smiled. "I was teasing you!"
As she spoke, she lifted the fallen hem of her skirt and covered the small exposed stretch of pale leg.
Jiang Ning: "..."
He immediately looked at Qingyi in speechless silence.
His eyes seemed to be saying, Is teasing me that fun?
Seeing Jiang Ning's utterly speechless expression, Qingyi's body suddenly twitched; clearly, she could not hold back her laughter.
A few breaths later.
She rubbed her stomach.
"All right, I won't tease you anymore!"
"I'll talk to you about serious matters!"
Jiang Ning said, "Sister Lin, please speak."
"How about I help you arrange things again and find you another virtuous, good-wife-and-loving-mother type of woman to have a look at?" Qingyi said. "My original target wasn't Little Seventeen, but another gentle, refined, and virtuous woman called Li Mujin, the daughter of a Commandery King."
Hearing this, Jiang Ning waved his hands again and again. "Please don't!!"
Then he continued, "Sister Lin, you think far too highly of me! The daughter of a Commandery King—I'm not worthy!"
Afterward, Jiang Ning brought out Ji Mingyue again to take the blow for him. "Besides, Little Seventeen and I still have an agreement. She is a princess of the current dynasty. How would I dare discuss lifelong matters with another woman while I have an agreement with her?"
"That's true!" Qingyi nodded. "Thinking about it, it really isn't very suitable!"
Hearing that, Jiang Ning immediately let out a breath of relief.
The daughter of a Commandery King.
The pressure was as heavy as a mountain!
A Commandery King—that was a Subordinate First Rank level.
It was equivalent to someone at section level like him trying to court the daughter