Mù Qiānxún was a little angry and grabbed his hand, wanting to bite him.
But then she remembered the beautiful lipstick she had just applied and held back!
She clung to his arm and said softly, "Alright, stop messing around. Let's go out now. This is the third time we've planned the engagement ceremony—if it doesn't work this time, I'm not marrying you!"
To have the engagement ceremony planned three times and still not finalized must be something that only Mù Qiānxún and Ou Zun could pull off!
If it didn't go through this time, who knows how many jokes people would make.
Ou Zun pursed his lips, just venting his frustration; this time, the engagement had to succeed.
Ou Zun held her small hand and said, "Be good today and stay by my side the entire time."
Mù Qiānxún's eyes curved into crescents, "Of course, if I don't stay by my fiancé's side, whose side would I stand next to?"
Only then did Ou Zun smile with satisfaction.
He then subtly extended his arm.
