Chen Han-xue sighed, "Jiu Er, when you have a wife, you know that women are really good, but you can't forget your aunt..."

"Aunt, marry me!" Chen Jiu's sincere sermon.

"Talk nonsense, fight!" Chen Hanxue's voice was strange. Another jade hand patted Chen Jiu gently.

"Aunt, I mean it!" Chen Jiu slowed down and tried again.

"Really not. I'm your aunt. I don't want to be scolded for being against the rules!" Chen Hanxue refused severely.

"But..." Chen Jiu looked at Chen Hanxue. You're all like me. Is there anything else you can't do?

"Well, what do you think, Jiuer, if you are so rude, your aunt will not help...