"Nothing much," Pei Zhan glanced at her, "We are newlyweds, deeply in love, she often accompanies me under the moonlit flowers, whispering sweet nothings. I just wish I could spend more time with her."
What is that damn seventh brother thinking?
He just can't imagine anything good happening, always hoping for their marriage to fall apart!
As he was halfway through his words, Du Mingqian next to him gave him a strange look. Once he finished speaking, Du Mingqian's question followed: "When you say things like that, don't you feel nauseous?"
Pei Zhan turned his gaze towards him.
Du Mingqian said, "Such sappy words, if your father, my Uncle Pei, said them, I'd find it normal. But how can you say them?
"I remember ever since you were a kid, whenever you saw your parents together, you'd roll your eyes. You said if someone ever acted that sappy with you, you'd rather be dead."
