Pulling herself back to reality by her words, Xiao Jinyun carefully looked at her hesitant but firm and contradictory look. After a long silence, she said, "Miss Huang'er, what's the matter? If she can do it, she will definitely do her best."
"Young lady," Drunk Rong said as she bit her lips tightly and closed her eyes. She let out a long sigh and placed the pipa in her arms to one side. She turned around and did not reply. Instead, she went down on one knee.
This was not the first time that someone had knelt before her, but Xiao Jinyun still felt disgusted for no reason. Although this time, it was different from others and she was only on one knee, it could not improve her repulsion at all.
She held back the words she was going to say. According to her experience, if she said something
