Rou'er pouted, dragging her feet just a little, but in the end she had no choice but to get dressed.
She slipped her petite frame into a beautiful pink dress, the soft fabric hugging her delicate curves as she smoothed it down with quick pats of her palms.
Once satisfied, she returned to her natural spot: pressed up against Qingyi, her cheek nuzzling against his arm as if he were the center of her world.
"Hmm... Big Brother Qingyi is going to enter the tournament to become Rouxi's adopted son, right? There are only a few months left, but don't rush into doing quests. I'll ask her to make an exception for you, hehehe." Rou'er giggled, her eyes sparkling with mischief.
If Rouxi became Qingyi's adoptive mother, marrying him would be far easier, and the Guo family wouldn't dare stir up trouble.
Knowing her big brother as well as she did, Rou'er was certain there was a very high chance Rouxi might end up as his mommy-wife in the end.
