Step into Your Heart

"Think about it, Ran'er? Are you satisfied with this year's accounts?" I saw a woman with long black hair, her fingernails painted with cardamom, gently rubbing a dark ball. The round ball pressed the woman's legs with an attentive look on her face. "Hmm, not bad" "Then when will you marry me?" A pair of phoenix eyes that could frighten all the people and animals in Ning'an Street were looking eagerly at the woman on the soft couch. The secret guards and maids on the side couldn't help but want to go up and give this bitch-legged prince a few kicks. "Well, think about it again" "Think about it again? When?" "Think about it, I can't think about it anymore, think about it again, after this year, I will become the only old man in the Da Yan Dynasty who has not married after twenty-five years."