Since seeing Meng Yuan's appearance, Meng Tian Lin had been on the verge of moving, but because of the speech of Emperor Ming, he dared not come forward. Now that the emperor had finished, he jumped up excitedly and shouted cheerfully. "Brother Yuan."
The other people present here had already taken life too serious, but Yang Yiting couldn't help but smile. The style of presentation in this world was so out of line, how could she just ignore a few anomalies like this?
Meng Yuan showed a rare soft expression to Meng Tian Lin who jumped up in front of him, and called him softly. "Tian Lin."
Hmm? Yang Yiting was a little surprised. It was rare for this guy to be so kind to people, but now...
Meng Tian Lin squatted down and shook Meng Yuan's arm with an innocent smile on his face. "Brother Yuan, I like sister Yang very much. You should marry her home soon. I want Sister Yang to become your wife soon."
