Murong didn't mind and said: "I think you're just jealous of me!"
It must be said, the lady in blue still glanced over at them from time to time during the meal, as if she really had some interest in one of them.
Murong was very nervous and excited, behaving like a maiden fresh out of her boudoir.
Duan Yun, on the other hand, acted rather casually.
The lady was pretty and dressed well, but compared to Xiatou Ying, Yu Zhenzhen, Murong's sister Feng Ling'er, and Fu Wanjun, she was a notch below.
Chance encounters on the road were not as exciting to him as the time he opened Xiatou Ying's coffin.
By now, the lady had finished eating. When she got up, she looked over again and even smiled at Duan Yun and Murong.
That smile, it completely captivated Murong.
"She has me in her heart!"
"Our children will definitely be beautiful!"
At this moment, he began to take out a pearl as big as a longan, contemplating which one to give her as a token of affection.
