An Yiqing saw Gong Le looking particularly happy, and his mood lifted quite a bit. But noticing Gong Le's eyes were still red, he couldn't help but say, "Don't cry anymore. It doesn't look good at all."
"But my tooth really hurt just now," Gong Le pouted pitifully.
"I think you should stop eating sweets. If you really get a cavity and lose your teeth, crying won't help you then."
Looking at all the sweets in the room, Gong Le bit her lip in dissatisfaction, but in the end, she reluctantly agreed without fully committing: "I'll try not to eat them at all."
An Yiqing patted her head and joked, "If all your teeth get cavities and fall out, no one will want to marry you."
"Why not? There's still Big Brother Qing," Gong Le joked, looking at An Yiqing with a smile. If you paid close attention, you'd notice her grip on An Yiqing's arm tightened a bit.
