Ying Xiaoxiao met her gaze, her eyes as clear and bright as lake water: "Sister Miaomiao, do you want to hear the truth?"

Yu Miaomiao nodded: "Of course."

Ying Xiaoxiao said: "If it were me, I would never agree to the proposal of kneeling on the washboard."

"Why?" Yu Miaomiao said in confusion, "This is just a harmless little thing. Many grooms have done it in the short videos."

"Because I am a layman who likes to follow the crowd," Ying Xiaoxiao said, "Kneeling on one knee is a tradition and a gentleman's spirit. What is kneeling on both knees?

There may indeed be many grooms who have done this in the short videos, but the so-called many are definitely only a dozen percent, or even a few half, or a few tenths of a percent of the total number.

I don't like to be unconventional or independent. I prefer to follow the local customs so that no one can fault me.

In particular, some people think that kneeling on the washboard is a small game and a joke, but some people think it is an insult and humiliation.

I love Wen Xuanjing, and I can't bear to have him do this in public."

Ying Xiaoxiao's last words pierced Yu Miaomiao's heart like a sharp arrow, making her very uncomfortable: "You mean, if I agree to let Wen Xuanyang kneel on the washboard, is it because I don't love him enough?"

"Sister Miaomiao, I didn't say that," Ying Xiaoxiao explained, "Everyone has different ideas, I just expressed my thoughts and choices.

You are an adult and an independent individual. You have the right to choose to do what you think is right, but equally, I also have the right to choose to do what I think I should do."

Yu Miaomiao bit her lip and turned pale: "Your choice is that if the same thing happens to you, you won't let Wen Xuanjing kneel on the washboard, right?"

Ying smiled and nodded: "Yes."

"Don't you think he doesn't love you enough?" I don't know why, but a strong feeling of unwillingness arose in Yu Miaomiao's heart. "If he loves you enough, he will definitely compromise for you. If he doesn't want to compromise, he just isn't enough.

Love you, even if he doesn't love you enough, are you still willing to marry him?"

Ying Xiaoxiao sighed: "Sister Miaomiao, think about it the other way around?

According to your argument, if you insist on forcing your elder brother to do things that he doesn't want to do, does that mean you don't love him enough?

Since you don’t love your elder brother enough, is your elder brother still willing to marry you?”

Her voice was not loud, but it sounded like thunder in Yu Miaomiao's ears, making her unable to help but tremble all over.

What Ying Xiaoxiao said seems to make sense...

Ying Xiaoxiao continued: "Sister Miaomiao, I think love means mutual respect, mutual understanding, and mutual love. There may be love for no reason in this world, but there are too few. I never think that Xuan Jing's love for me is just that.

There is no reason, it is a matter of course.

I have always believed that feelings are mutual, and only sincerity can be exchanged for sincerity.

Therefore, I will not use this method of making Xuan Jing do difficult things to let Xuan Jing prove his love for me.

Of course, if Xuanjing used this method to ask me to prove my love for him, I would be disgusted and protest.

Fortunately, neither of us are like this, so so far, our relationship has gone smoothly."

Her words made Yu Miaomiao a little disgusted.

Doesn't Ying Xiaoxiao's implication mean that she is the kind of person who will make things difficult for Wen Xuanyang to prove that Wen Xuanyang loves her enough?

She felt uncomfortable and her tone became a little sharp: "Don't you realize that the relationship between you and Wen Xuanjing is too rational, too utilitarian, and too impure?
Chapter completed!