Li Changzhou wanted to hold her tightly in his arms.
"Besides, it's not a big deal." Yang Qinglan laughed.
"This isn't big?" Li Changzhou smiled wryly.
"They say nothing is a big deal beyond life and death. Between you and me, as long as we don't separate or lose our hearts, even life and death are minor matters."
"...I don't even know what to say, I kinda wish you'd yell at me or hit me a few times."
Slap!
A loud slap.
Li Qianxia's slim body shivered, her upper body slightly leaning back, even the black carp stopped smiling.
"Satisfied?" Yang Qinglan asked with a smile while shaking her aching hand.
Li Changzhou rubbed his own face, and his originally gloomy mood unexpectedly lightened a lot.
"You've got quite a thick skin." Yang Qinglan looked at his face, which didn't have a mark, and her slightly reddened palm.
Li Changzhou took her small hand and gently blew on it, which earned him a roll of her eyes.
