Li Lingfeng couldn't help but laugh when he saw her pretending to be arrogant.
"How dare you laugh?" Ran Yue was so angry that he stamped her feet.
"You were shivering from the cold last night. That's why I did that to you." Having had enough jokes, Li Lingfeng began to explain seriously.
"My name is Li Lingfeng, what's yours?" He raised his chin and asked sincerely this time.
"Why should I tell you"?
"Besides, even if I'm cold, you can't do that." Ran Yue blushed and turned around to leave.
"I apologize to you. I'll treat you to some grape wine next time, and a candy man?" Li Lingfeng watched Ran Yue walk away and chased after her.
She looked back and smiled, her eyes seemed to be filled with stars, and she was as proud as a little princess, "My name is Ran Yue, the moon of the moon."
Intention: She raised her finger to point to the cold moon hanging in the sky, and said to him with a smile, "I still like the moon in Xiliang."