The jealous wife is in charge of the jealous emperor's attack & the pseudo-icy beauty mountain god suffers
He took his hand, knelt down on one knee and placed a kiss on his fingertips. Mo Xiwu suddenly turned red and whispered, "What are you doing? There are so many people watching."
The breeze ruffled his hair, and he raised his head, ignoring the comments on the side. He just said to his sweetheart with sincere eyes: "This life is too long. I want to marry you and grow old together. Are you willing?" As soon as he finished speaking, a softness swept across his eyebrows.
"I do."
"Then you will never be allowed to go back on your word again."
He smiled very brightly, and his eyes seemed to be filled with light. Mo Xiwu thought that this was the person he loved deeply.
"No regrets"
Purpose: I have no purpose in writing, I just don't want the story to be buried under the sea, that's all.