As she left her residence to meet Luo Yuqing, Yang Qingyin took the initiative to link arms with Luo Ziling.
"By the way, when you go to Japan and South Korea, don't forget to bring me gifts," Yang Qingyin proactively requested. "Whatever you think I'd like, bring it all for me, okay?"
Luo Ziling didn't immediately agree; instead, he frowned, looking troubled.
"Why, don't want to?" Yang Qingyin pouted unhappily.
"No, it's just that I'm thinking about how many suitcases I need to prepare. What if I want to buy too many things and the suitcase can't fit them all, then what?"
Yang Qingyin was instantly amused by Luo Ziling's deliberate act of looking pitiful.
"You're so annoying, do you know that?" She reached out and pinched Luo Ziling.
"I really didn't know," Luo Ziling showed a pitiful expression. "I always thought I was quite popular, and wouldn't be annoying."
As they talked, they saw Luo Yuqing standing at the school gate, and Luo Ziling quickly called out loudly.
