When they returned, they saw... Zhang Ningzhi actually bent down under the table to tie Jiang Nian's shoelaces while he was eating and drinking.
Seriously, is this reasonable?
"Jiang Nian, didn't you learn this in kindergarten?" Yao Beibei spoke up for justice, "Handle your own things."
"What do you mean by that?" Jiang Nian leaned back tactically.
"Your shoelaces."
"Oh oh, it's fine." Zhang Ningzhi said with a silly grin, "I offered to help him."
Yao Beibei: "..."
Hopeless.
It's one thing for them to be clingy usually, but now she's even practically offering herself. She sighed, thinking love lowers one's intelligence.
After dinner.
Jiang Nian walked with two women for a stroll. In Beijing, there's no shortage of places to take a walk, but it is relatively serious.
After all, it's the zz center, unlike Hangzhou's singing and dancing scene.
One can feel more freedom in Beijing, with no material pursuits, occasionally looking at the blue-purple sky outside low eaves.
