"Where's your ugly little bear?" He glanced at her slightly.
Fanny ignored it. The person who must not be named was not far away. She was too lazy to care about this arrogant man.
"If you don't dig it out from under your simple swing, it will only rot. So as the heir of the Malfoy family, I have digged it out without sacrificing my own style."
"If you still want it back, you have to wait until I marry you, so stay there when you get home."
Draco lowered his head slightly and looked at the crazy blonde girl. Intermittent laughter floated into his ears. The person in front of him slowly laughed and fell into his arms. He frowned and hugged her: "Although it is an honor to be proposed by me, don't smile like a fool. You will be a Malfoy in the future."
Fanny leaned against him and murmured in her heart: Arrogant, arrogant, but why are you so cute, Draco.