A surge of joy welled up inside him, even more so than when he received the "photo transmission".

"There's no time to lose!" he said with some enthusiasm. "Let's take pictures now, the small kind, to put in the pendant necklace box!"

“I know a gold shop that can engrave photos on gold pendants,” Yang Qinglan recalled.

"Now?" Li Qianxia asked incredulously.

"How much time do you waste?" Yang Qinglan asked her.

"Why... do I feel like someone said that about me today..."

Yang Qinglan walked out, leaving behind wisps of fragrance.

As Li Changzhou walked out, he said to Li Qianxia, ​​"The room is so messy, tidy it up when you have time."

"It's none of your business what I do in my room!" Li Qianxia retorted without hesitation.

Before going to the jewelry store, the two female college students took a picture of Li Changzhou in the courtyard.

He sat on a stone bench under the apricot tree, his right hand resting on the stone table, as if waiting for someone, or perhaps gazing at someone outside the photograph.

Upon arriving at the gold shop, Li Changzhou immediately regretted his decision.

Shopping with women in jewelry stores is pure torture. Even Yang Qinglan, who just said she was trying to save time, was captivated by all kinds of jewelry.

The two of them carefully selected from everything, from the exaggerated style with extreme decorations to the artistic style with double the aesthetic appeal, as well as the antique style with a fresh look and the modern bohemian style.

Two hours later, it was finally confirmed.

"Brother, what do you think? Does this style look good?" Li Qianxia touched her chest, showing off the necklace.

"Hmm, not bad." Li Changzhou nodded.

Li Qianxia had a slender neck, fair skin, and a beautiful collarbone, on which the necklace sparkled.

"As for you," Li Changzhou turned to look at Yang Qinglan, "tying you up with a hemp rope is the same."

Yang Qinglan rolled her eyes at him, took off the necklace, and handed it to the shop assistant.

“Could you please engrave this photo onto my plate?” she said.

“Okay.” The shop assistant carefully took the necklace and smiled at Li Changzhou, saying, “Sir, your girlfriend loves you very much. It’s rare to see a girl have her boyfriend engraved on a necklace.”

Li Changzhou snapped his fingers.

With perfect coordination, Li Qianxia handed over the necklace: "Could you please engrave his photo on it for me too?"

The shop assistant was visibly taken aback.

"Um, excuse me, is it really... something that needs to be engraved?"

"Mmm~!" Li Qianxia hugged Li Changzhou's arm, rested her head on his shoulder, and nestled against him like a little bird.

The shop assistant then looked at Yang Qinglan with a cautious gaze.

"Go ahead and carve it," Yang Qinglan said calmly.

Not long after the shop assistant left, all the staff in the huge gold shop stared at the three of them.

As Li Qianxia left the jewelry store, she was overjoyed, practically laughing hysterically, and even skipping as she walked.

"Did you see the way they looked at my brother?"

Yang Qinglan nodded and smiled, "I also heard someone say he's a scumbag."

"Hey, Miss Yang, isn't your perception for listening to this?!"

Around 9 p.m., the streets were bustling with pedestrians, and the gentle night breeze, like a soft veil, lightly brushed against our faces.

The three chatted and laughed.

Li Qianxia, ​​who was walking ahead, turned around and walked backwards: "Speaking of which, that guy was such a pervert, he actually licked... and did that kind of thing, is this the legendary masochist?"

"Perhaps." Li Changzhou put his hands in his pockets.

"Brother, could you be a masochist too?"

Li Changzhou smiled, the kind of smile the richest man would have when someone told him he had no money—calm, unhurried, with a hint of contempt and indifference, the kind of smile that comes from playing along.

Li Qianxia understood his smile perfectly. She could understand her brother's snap of his fingers, let alone his smile.

"Qinglan, say something to him."

"I don't swear."

"It's not swearing; strictly speaking, it's a love confession."

Why should I say sweet nothings to him?

Li Qianxia felt like she had heard this sentence somewhere before.

"Then... then just take it as a joke, yes, we're joking!"

"All right."

"Great! Hmph, bro, you just wait!"

"I'll be waiting." Li Changzhou said with a joke, just to keep you entertained.

Yang Qinglan stopped, and Li Changzhou also stopped. The two faced each other, and Li Qianxia quickly took out her phone to record a video.

"Come on," Li Changzhou said with a smile.

He has read so many books, watched so many movies, and has stood the test of time. Doesn't he know whether he is a masochist or not?

Yang Qinglan tilted her head slightly and said coldly, "You look at my chest twelve times a day, my waist thirty-two times, and my legs sixty-two times—"

Her eyes turned cold.

"You pervert, why are you pretending to be honest? You're a virgin who's overindulged in sex and has kidney deficiency."

“…” Li Qianxia gasped.

“Miss Yang,” Li Changzhou said after a moment of silence, “I want to be your lackey.”

"Cough cough cough cough!" Li Qianxia choked on the cold air.