Emodao laughed out a little before reaching behind him and stroking Xu Rouguang's head. It was as if his touch wanted to be as delicate and gentle as the voice he was using. "I used to wonder why this moon tended to shine the most beautiful all year round. I never thought that it was because that moon had always been calling out to me. Rou, do you not know what today is?"
The young lord broke off his embrace just so he could sit next to Emodao. Before the sight of the lovely moon that brought him his fondest memory, Xu Rouguang decided to embed this scene in the depths of his heart. However, Emodao's words sounded a little strange. He then blinked. "Today? Is there something special today?"
"..." Emodao fought the urge to frown at the wife. Instead of laughing out dryly at the perceived stupidity, the demon king only held onto his forehead. Maybe, some things could save Xu Rouguang. "...did you not notice that we had been traveling together for three years now?"
