"If you want to think that way, it's not impossible." Rong Qingqing replied dryly.
She just couldn't understand why Shen Jue would consider a shirt an engagement gift.
Engagement gift, what a lovely thought.
If we can actually get engaged, it's all thanks to that damn system.
"Thank you." Shen Jue, in a good mood, accepted the engagement gift and apologized, "Sorry, I wasn't thoughtful enough to prepare one for you. I'll make it up to you before the engagement."
Rong Qingqing shrugged indifferently.
Then she bypassed Shen Jue and headed towards the fish tank.
Since she got a little pet, Rong Qingqing would come by the fish tank every day for a peek.
She moved a chair in front of the tank, looked down for a bit, and saw Black Shen Jue, lazily perched on a rock as usual. Rong Qingqing turned her head towards Shen Jue.
It really was just like Shen Jue himself.
A homebody.
Not fond of moving.
