Seeing her refer to herself as "old man", Mo Yunjing's eyes held both helplessness and doting affection. After gently rubbing his thumb over her cheek a few times, he reluctantly left Jingtang Garden.,These words, An Xue Tang had already said countless times.,In two days' time, it will be the wedding day of Yunliu and Ninger. She has indeed done a lot of preparations in these six months, including brewing wine.。