Lei Laomeng's voice of reflection fell, and Nangong Wumeng's movements froze.
Then, on her face, even though she was wearing the disguise mask personally made by the Gongsun Family, a blush spread rapidly, her eyes widened, her gaze shifted, she stammered, "What, what are you saying?!"
"Who, who wants to marry him?"
"I, I just…"
Lei Laomeng chuckled and said, "Otherwise, how could your lazy nature actually travel across these vast rivers and mountains to rebuild the Yin Yang Reincarnation Sect, and with your unbelievable luck, explore so many places?!"
Nangong Wumeng chuckled.
She raised her tea.
"Really?!"
Lei Laomeng saw Nangong Wumeng's calm and composed face, yet her trembling hand was almost creating a shadow, causing the tea in the cup to ripple, hitting the cup walls and splashing, wetting her sleeve.
