Chapter 20: Let's Get Married③
The girl's soft and fluffy voice made me get goosebumps all over my body, I gazed at the embracing couple and muttered discontentedly, "What's this! They really know how to be affectionate!"
"Kiki baby, who made you angry again?" asked Nan Gong Mei Ying.
The girl pointed at me with her finger, "It's her, it's her, that woman who doesn't understand the rules."
Nangong Meiyin looked in the direction of her fingers, then let go of the girl's waist and walked slowly to me, "Is it you who bullied my baby?"
"No!" I replied crisply, turning my head to the side and avoiding his gaze. Clearly he wanted me to marry him, but now he was messing around with another woman - I really doubted whether he truly intended to marry me or not.
"Hmm~~" He smiled slyly and patted my face, "So late at night, what are you doing running here instead of sleeping?"
I gazed at his enchanting face, which was flushed red to the ears, and stuttered: "I... I..."
"Shadow, why are you still talking nonsense with her? Slap her twice first." The girl ran over, raised her hand to slap my face, but was caught by another hand.
"Shadow, why are you holding my hand?" The girl cried out in discontent.
"Qiqi baby, I'm afraid your hands will break bones, so let me replace you to hit!" Nangong Meiyin winked at the woman, pinched my hands, and pressed me against the sports car behind her. She lowered her legs on top of mine, making it impossible for me to move.
"Nangong Meiyin, let me go! Let me go! Can you hear me?!" I struggled with all my might, but unexpectedly he, who looked slender, had such great strength that even I, a practitioner of empty-handed martial arts, couldn't break free. "You hit women, are you a man?"
"Shadow, quickly give her a slap in the face, for me to vent my anger! That stinky girl is still constantly shouting and inciting."
I saw Nan Gong's charming shadow raise a fist, then slowly open it and suddenly swing at me.
I was shocked by the impact in front of me and closed my eyes, only feeling a strong gust of wind sweeping across my face, then...
The back of my head was held tightly, and on my lips, it felt like a petal had been placed, soft and gentle, with a faint scent of wine.

