u and write poems.""I enjoy playing chess and discussing philosophy with you."“In my eyes, you are not the high and mighty King Luo, but someone I can treat with sincerity.”"A lovely woman."Jun Xiaoya...Lan Qingya was dumbfounded, completely dumbfounded.

She covered her burning cheek with her hand, staring at Jun with disbelief.

Jun brandished his sword, his face dark and grim, with a cold glint in his eyes.

"Sword-wielding young master, you hit me" Lan Qingya said incredulously.

Feeling her cheeks swelling gradually, Lan Qingya felt as if she were dreaming.