Coquettish

The soft little white rabbit cousin VS the gentle young man cousin (Rebirth and Revenge × Palace and House Fight × Heroic Competition in Shura Field × Ultimate Pull × Double Standard Preference) Shen Xingyan jumped down from Feitian Pavilion, but returned to three years ago. The family is not yet destroyed, and a crisis lurks. She pretends to be a delicate white flower, hoping to entangle her cousin Xie Zhixing, a future powerful official, and get a marriage certificate to protect the whole family. The gentleman in her eyes is as gentle as jade, but there is a deep scheming hidden under the skin. When she advances, he retreats; when she is coquettish and provocative, he is distant and restrained. Two Under the eaves on a rainy night, she hurriedly ran into his arms, her hand handing the handkerchief trembling slightly: "Cousin... His clothes are wet..." He didn't take the handkerchief, he just turned sideways to block the wind and rain, and his voice was smooth and waveless: "Stand over." The sleeves brushed against the back of her hands, leaving them cold and hot. Small theater On the racecourse, Jiang Ziyuan helped Shen Xingyan onto his powerful horse, hugged her delicate body and laughed loudly: "What are you afraid of? My horse is more stable than the Xie family's carriage!" Xie Zhixing clasped the tea cup with his fingertips and said in a icy tone: "General, respect yourself." Jiang Ziyuan lowered his head, and his hot breath brushed against Shen Xingyan's ears: "Baby, lean on me." Then he looked at Xie Zhixing provocatively: "Master Xie, can you be such a gentleman and protect the person you want to protect?" Until the palace banquet, Shen Xingyan accepted the Northern Red Flame Army Talisman from Jiang Ziyuan. The meaning of the token was self-evident. Is he asking for marriage? Xie Zhixing, who had been sitting quietly and watching with a gentle smile, finally threw his cup and stood up. In the shock of everyone in the house, he staggered up to her, knelt down on one knee in front of everyone, and humbly grabbed her sleeve. His red eyes were filled with unprecedented madness and begging: "Ayan, don't choose him, look at me... Please look at me again."