" my mother wants me to marry a wife who can chat with her about fashion, gossip, cook, and be willing to marry her, " the sand zerong said. " she wants me to marry her. " i don't think you can."
"how do you know i can't if you haven't tried?" he asked the sand pool dragon.
"she talked to you about the latest jewelries and you talked to her about the latest pistols and cannons. she told you which family's daughter was infertile and which family's man cheated on her. you tell her which country is in chaos and which country is going to be finished ..."
"do you think we can get along like this?"
the sand zergling dragon's words caused the long speech that he had prepared to be stuck in his throat.
she shifted her gaze from the sea to the handsome face of the man beside her and said softly, " "we also have a common topic to talk about."