Jiang Yiren was startled when she heard it.
"Sister Ning, you, what kind of joke are you making?"
"Who's joking with you."
Ning Mei stood up, touched her waist, and hummed lightly, "If not wild now, I'll be old soon."
"But..."
"You mustn't say!" Ning Mei said seriously, "This matter should only be known between you and me, understood? Don't tell a third person."
"But..."
Jiang Yiren's heart was beating very fast; she didn't know if Ning Mei was being serious or joking.
"Why? Can't bear it?"
"Who can't bear it? I'm not even close with him, it's just..."
"There is no 'just.' I'm going."
Ning Mei walked a few steps, then suddenly came back, "Do you want to come along?"
"Ah!"
Jiang Yiren was startled and shook her head repeatedly, "No, I don't want to."
"Cut it out, scaredy-cat."
Ning Mei said, "It's not like I'm asking you to do anything, if you're too scared for that kind of thing, at least you dare to take a small advantage, right?"