"Master, I seem to like someone."
"Oh?"
"Every time I see him walking towards me with braised pork, I feel flushed. When I see him holding the sweet-scented osmanthus cake from the shop in the west of the city, my heart beats faster."
"Oh. Does this disciple know that this person is already married?"
So on the first day, the heroine Li Zhongzhong looked at her master holding braised pork and smiled at her. On the second day, her master lovingly handed her the sweet-scented osmanthus cake from the shop in the west of the city.
"Then does the disciple like the master?"