Rebirth: Splendid Marriage in the 80s-Chapter 446: Holding It in Too Long Will Cause Problems

Chapter 446: Chapter 446: Holding It in Too Long Will Cause Problems

Chiang Xiao, with her arms folded on the table, appeared quite serious, "No, Captain Meng is the most handsome Supervisor Guard Brother, talented, skilled in martial arts, intelligent, good-looking, with a strong sense of justice, and not at all evil."

Pfft.

Meng Xinian almost couldn’t help but laugh out loud.

Does his little girl have to be this amusing?

Looking into her eyes, observing her expression, did she really think so? Yet, the way she complimented him was notably fresh, and he had to say, it was quite pleasing for him to hear her praise him like that.

Yes, quite pleasing indeed.

"You’ve passed the first question," he coughed and cleared his throat before asking, "Who taught you calligraphy? Who taught you painting? Who taught you kung fu?"

Chiang Xiao: "..."

She knew it!

She knew that all the tricks that could fool her grandparents and uncles wouldn’t work on Tyrant Meng!

In all this time, with so many letters exchanged, he never asked, but it wasn’t because he hadn’t found anything amiss—it was because he was waiting to confront her in person! ƒreeωebnovel.ƈom

This man was too cunning!

Chiang Xiao really wanted to just blurt out: What’s it to you?

But she chickened out a bit.

She didn’t know why, but she just didn’t dare.

Perhaps it was because these questions related to her big secret.

Meng Xinian watched her with a deep gaze.

He didn’t rush her, simply waiting for her answer with an unruffled demeanor, which inexplicably put quite a bit of pressure on Chiang Xiao.

After a while, she raised three fingers, weakly saying, "I’ve counted carefully, and that’s actually three questions."

Captain Meng, who had been waiting earnestly for an answer: "..."

Pfft!

After contemplating for such a long time, making him wait for ages, and this was her response?

Alright then, three questions it is, and it takes a scholar like you that long to count on fingers?

She must be kidding!

Meng Xinian really felt an itch to hold her face and rigorously rub her soft, fair cheeks, his teeth itching to nibble on those three fair and delicate fingers she raised.

Perhaps sensing the predatory look in his eyes, Chiang Xiao quickly retracted her fingers sensing danger.

Meng Xinian directly burst into laughter.

"Chiang Xiaoxiao, I’ve realized you truly are a talent," he said.

Chiang Xiao blinked her sparkling eyes and nodded, "I admit that."

"Pfft." Meng Xinian couldn’t hold it in.

Shaking his head, he said helplessly, "Alright, I won’t ask anymore. There’s no need to now. When we get married, you can tell me."

Marriage!

Chiang Xiao felt a thrill of horror, looking at Meng Xinian as if she had seen a ghost.

Was he really planning to wait for her to grow up and marry her?

"Brother Xinian," Chiang Xiao became serious, "I’ve realized after coming to the city this time, there are so many pretty sisters who are good at dressing up! You should get out more."

"Hmm? What’s that got to do with me?"

"The more you get out, the more chances you’ll have to meet your true love," she said sympathetically, "Being at the prime of youth, it’s not good to stay pent up for too long—it might lead to problems."

So, he absolutely mustn’t wait until she’s grown up!

It took a while for Meng Xinian’s brain to catch up before he couldn’t resist flicking her forehead hard.

"Chiang Xiaoxiao!" he flared up, "If I ever hear you say that again, I’ll spank you!"

Chiang Xiao felt wronged, "You already said it about... "

Meng Xinian, deceased, lived to the age of twenty.

After all, the provincial capital is the provincial capital. Chiang Xiao thought there were only rudimentary inns, but they had only walked a short distance from their door when they saw a seven or eight-story building with four gilded characters painted on the wall.