Wedding ring

Only Guan Jingyi was left on the deck, the sea breeze had messed up his hair, his hands were in his pockets touching the hard little box inside, in the end he did not take it out.

"Fourth Aunt, do you want some lime juice or grape juice?" Yuwen Zhuo held his face in both hands and leaned his elbows on the table, looking at Xu Anran.

Xu Anran looked down at the table, thinking about something.

Yuwen Zhuo thought that Xu Anran was thinking again in a daze, so she reached out his hand and waved it in front of Xu Anran's eyes, and tentatively called out: "Fourth Aunt."

Without raising her head, Xu Anran suddenly said: "Mango Fruit, thank you!"

Yuwen Zhuo was startled, then suddenly felt that the current Xu Anran's situation was actually somewhat similar to Guan Jingyi's imagination.

"Um, Fourth Aunt, sorry about that, but there's no mango juice here. I'll go buy that for you when we get off the cruise."

"Oh, then no." Xu Anran said.