"Shunchen, I think if any other woman were to marry you, that would be her tragedy!"
Ji Ruyan gazed at him with a deep sense of grievance, her expression oddly eerie.
Luo Shunchen couldn't help but laugh, "Other women, I do not fancy. It's you I fancy, since you were six years old, I fancied you then."
At his words, Ji Ruyan blushed.
Because when he said this, his face bore a smile, yet his tone was very serious.
Ji Ruyan turned her head away, not looking at him.
Standing up, "It's getting late, you should rest early. I'll go practice my Inner Strength for a while, and tomorrow you take me to the Colosseum. It's a competition with Uncle Prince Su to kill a Blood Distant Leopard of the Falling Moon, to see who is faster."
"That will be easy for you."
All of a sudden, Luo Shunchen reached out his arms and encircled her, "I'm a bit tired today, sleep with me for a while."
Without further ado, she was carried to the bed by him.
