At that moment, his footstep suddenly stopped, because the young man's clear voice rang behind him, "If I become a woman in the next life, will you marry me as your wife?"
Jue Qian, if I am a woman and you are a man in the next life, will you marry me?
Vaguely, a familiar voice sounded in Feng Jin's mind, which was distant but seemed to be close at hand…
His fated mate was a man?
Feng Jin smiled and shook his head. There must be something wrong. His sexual orientation was normal. He liked women, not men. How could his mate be a man?
However, hearing his question, Feng Jin answered, "If you are really a woman in the next life, I'll marry you."
Then, he slowly walked into the crowd and disappeared from the bustling street...
Mo Qiancheng looked at the back of the man in disappointment and pursed his pink good-shaped lips, "He is not Jue Qian. If Jue Qian had heard this, he would disdain to answer me."
