"Yao Xiaoxia, I told you to stop cooking. Don't you know that the food you cook can poison an elephant to death?"
"Tin Sheng, do you think you are really the Love Saint? It's a girl calling you again. And please don't walk around the living room shirtless. Do you think your muscles look good?"
This conversation has never stopped since I moved in here. One needs a house to live in, and the other hates being disturbed but has to endure it.
In this beautiful midsummer, the flower of love is blooming quietly around us.