"Okay."
Li Qianxia entered the "Honey Pot World", leaving only Li Changzhou and Yang Qinglan in the room.
Li Changzhou gently coughed.
"Coughing at such a young age?" Yang Qinglan asked, flipping through "Conversations with God," the English original version.
"... choked on some dust," Li Changzhou replied uncertainly.
He gazed at Yang Qinglan's beautifully contoured, snow-like face, watching her unblinkingly as she read the book.
Yang Qinglan turned a few more pages gracefully, captivatingly blinking once, and in that moment of blinking, it seemed as if time itself was enchanted and slowed down.
Pausing, Li Changzhou looked at her and softly said, "I only like you."
Yang Qinglan closed the book, handed it to him, and reached for another one.
Li Changzhou glanced at the book twice, put it into the "Honey Pot World", and scratched his forehead.
His embarrassed look made Yang Qinglan laugh, her gaze shifting from the other book: "Why the sudden confession?"
