Tianxin and I Need To Get A Marriage Certificate

He pretended to eat, but he couldn't help but get distracted.

　　 Ying Yimei stretched out her foot and touched Li Qingcang's leg under the table.

　　 Then, she apologized softly, "I am sorry, brother. I just kicked you."

　　 Li Qingcang put down his chopsticks, took Ye Tianxin's hand, and stood up.

　　 Aunt Li asked, "Qingcang, you only took a few bites. Where are you going?"

　　 Li Qingcang's eyes swept over the faces of Wu Tong, Aunt Li, and Grandma Li until they finally fell on Ying Yimei.

　　 "I don't like eating at the same table as you. It makes it hard to digest my food. Enjoy your meal, and Tianxin and I will return to the Lang Garden."

　　 A trace of embarrassment flashed across Ying Yimei's face.

　　 She did not expect Li Qingcang to gag her mouth with such words at all.

　　She even felt as if someone had slapped her across the face so hard that it made her face hot. She was ashamed.