"Otherwise, the younger generation should respect their elders."

"Other relationships, even with the best friends of the opposite sex, are not allowed. This is a rule set by our ancestors."

Seeing how serious she was, Zuo Junmo was dubious.

He glanced at Luo Fengtang over there, smiled a little awkwardly, and explained: "Really? It's very different, so that's my presumption."

Luo Fengtang smiled openly this time: "No one who doesn't know is at fault. Master Zuo doesn't have to blame himself."

"I also appreciate the kindness of Master Zuo, thank you very much for my Qing'er!"

Luo Fengtang once again clasped his fists at Zuo Junmo and spoke firmly.

Zuo Junmo nodded and said no more.

"Sister Qing'er, brother Fengtang, you guys rest first, I have some things to take care of beforehand, and I'll come find you at night!"

Zuo Junmo said.

Luo Fengtang nodded, and Yang Ruoqing also smiled and waved to him.

Zuo Junmo left the inn and came to the street outside.

Then he stopped his hurried pace and breathed a sigh of relief.

Before, it was really embarrassing.

When Qing'er gave her a golden armor in front of her fiancé, he didn't know what he wanted to do!

He didn't originally think of giving it as a gift, he just wanted to borrow it for her to wear.

But something went wrong...

Why!

If he is so abrupt and presumptuous, will Qing'er feel disgusted with him?

Also, does that custom really exist?

Or is it Qing'er's excuse for declining?
Chapter completed!