If Yingluo was really going to get married in this life, it wouldn't be a bad idea to marry such a gentle state preceptor.
at least ...
He wouldn't threaten him like his brother.
so, Zhenzhen, "di Xiaoyun raised his determined eyes," I really want to marry you now. I'm serious!
In the past, she was afraid of becoming the state preceptor's wife. Firstly, she did not want to get married. Secondly, she was too familiar with the state preceptor. It was not easy to make a move between acquaintances.
She had promised the state preceptor not long ago because she really wanted to have a child.
But now, she truly wanted to marry the state preceptor from the bottom of her heart.
"Xiao Yun Qianqian." The state preceptor's gentle eyes seemed to want to drown people.
He raised his hand and pulled di Xiaoyun into his arms. He pressed her head tightly and let her rest her head on his chest.
