Rong Yan, who had been deliberately provoked and did not move, blushed slightly. Xiao Ran did not need him to answer anymore. "It's a pity that we didn't see him this time. I don't know if your Emperor's butt is on fire or something. Why is he in such a hurry to rush us back?"
Rong Yan coughed lightly. "Aunt Xiao, after we send Yan Lu back, can you accompany me to Fortune Village again?"
Xiao Ran raised her eyebrows teasingly. "Do you want to bring a betrothal gift?"
She wanted to tease this serious young man after he grew up, but he said seriously, "Yes."
Aiyaya, the iron tree is blooming.
This was a good thing. "Do you want me to prepare it with you?"
Rong Yan nodded firmly, feeling a little embarrassed.
Xiao Ran slapped her thigh. "Alright, I'll acknowledge her as my goddaughter."
