C1830 Wealthy Marriage 1757

"Haha."

He raised his head in confusion. He didn't know why Soong Mengjie wanted to laugh, but when he saw her smile, his mood also improved for no reason. "What's wrong?"

"You have rice grains on your face." Soong Mengjie stood up and leaned over to him, extending her hand to touch his cheek. "Here."

Ye Bo grabbed her wrist and gently kissed the space between her fingers, "Thank you