"Where's the betrothal gift?" On the top of the cliff, she raised her eyebrows slightly and looked at the man with empty hands.
The peach blossom eyes were slightly raised, and the smile in his eyes was like stars, "How is the mountains and rivers under your feet?"
She smiled, "Not good."
He also smiled, "What do you want?"
She raised her hand to brush her hair, but raised her chin slightly, her eyes full of teasing, "Isn't it better than a monster?"
He lowered his eyes, seeming to be thinking secretly. After a moment, a lazy look emerged from the corner of his eyes, "There will be a little monster with me."