"Zhong Yin, don't leave!"
Suddenly, a woman's hoarse shouts could be heard on the street.
Pedestrians suddenly became curious.
I saw a beautiful woman squatting on the ground on the street, holding a man's thigh with both hands, her face flushed.
But that man still had an iron look on his face. Even though there was a beautiful woman dragging him on his thigh, he still walked forward step by step with difficulty.
"Please don't leave, okay?"
The beautiful woman begged, perhaps because of the man's lack of mercy.
But the man's expression did not change, and he still walked forward step by step with difficulty.
Suddenly, the passers-by watching on the roadside began to point and point.
The whispers were all criticizing the man's shortcomings, both inside and outside the words.
Perhaps because of the accusations from passers-by, Zhong Yin finally stopped, looked down at the woman who had been holding his thigh, and said helplessly: "Gu Mengxi, what do you want?"
"Don't leave me, please!" Gu Mengxi looked up at Zhong Yin and begged.
As soon as these words came out, the passers-by on the roadside suddenly became angry, and some people immediately openly shouted at Zhong Yin with their companions for being such a scumbag.
Zhong Yin suddenly looked around with a headache, then lowered his head and asked softly: "Gu Mengxi, can you please stop doing this?"
"How about... Marrying me..." Hearing Zhong Yin's helpless question, Gu Mengxi was weak and did not dare to raise her head.
"Um... No... That's right!" Gu Mengxi didn't dare to look up, but still nodded in response.
