Jun Mochan didn't quite believe her, he squinted his eyes, looking at her inquisitively: "Really?"
Ye Ranran nodded like a pecking garlic: "Mm, really, it's just that I didn't prepare a gift for you."
Jun Mochan remembered the events of that year, that time she also rushed off to buy him a gift.
"You are the best gift of all." Jun Mochan said, holding her.
He didn't need anything, just having her by his side every year was enough.
"I like that line." She didn't expect her husband to be so good at sweet-talking.
"But you can only say it to me." Ye Ranran didn't know what she thought of, and said fiercely to Jun Mochan.
"Who else would I say it to besides you?" Jun Mochan reached out and tapped her nose: "So jealous, did you fall into a vinegar jar?"
"No, it's just a reminder. By the way, Rourou went to the Northwest today; she said she was going to find Lan Shao, I worry she might have trouble on the way."
