C281 A Good Dog Doesn't Eat Grass

"Hmph, a good dog doesn't eat grass!"

"Little fairy, marry me again!"

"No sincerity!" Yeh Xihan pushed him away and stood up.

"Little fairy, can't you see my sincerity?" Mu Lingtian half-propped himself up and looked at her with a smile.

What kind of sincerity was this?

Although there were roses, there was no ring, no kneeling, no declaration of love. What kind of proposal was this?

"Hmph