"None of your business." Chenchen glanced at him indifferently.
Chongchong, however, looked at him curiously, "Who is he, Chenchen darling?"
Before Chenchen could speak, An Zichuan immediately introduced himself, "Hello, beautiful. My name is An Zichuan. An as in An Zichuan, Zi as in An Zichuan, Chuan as in An Zichuan. I'm Li Xingchen's desk mate behind and I'm seven years old, and... single!"
"Single?" Hearing these unfamiliar words, Chongchong was a bit puzzled and instinctively asked Chenchen, "Darling, what does single mean?"
"It means having no wife." Chenchen explained.
"Oh... I see, thank you for explaining, darling." Chongchong finally understood.
But An Zichuan frowned and incredulously asked, "Wait, Little Ke'ai, what did you call Li Xingchen?"
"Darling." Chongchong smiled, showing her small milk teeth.
