Xiang Ying sighed.
People like Jie Chen, who are cold on the outside but warm on the inside, also cannot express themselves.
But when they are moved, they can say anything passionate.
Even the most inarticulate men will become clever when they meet someone they like.
Xiang Rongrong, seeing that Xiang Ying remained silent, came to sit beside her, arm in arm, and began to list Li Fengcheng's merits one by one.
But to Xiang Ying, those things she mentioned were just trivial and worthless actions.
For example, Li Fengcheng making her hot tea, reminding her to add more clothes, and offering his own food to Xiang Rongrong when it was snowing heavily.
These things he did were too easy, they didn't cost anything, yet they won a girl's heart.
Not long after, Li Fengcheng returned with a jade flute.
The short jade flute could be held in one hand, with a warm white sheen.
