Yang Yu stood under the tree, picking lychees on tiptoes.
She wore a short jacket with narrow sleeves, revealing a white lotus root-like wrist, which was wet by the dew on the branches and glistened in the sunlight.
"Go on." She picked one off and threw it towards Mr. Li.
Li Shaochang reached out to catch it, peeled off the bright red shell, revealing the crystal clear pulp inside, and took a bite, the juice overflowed, and it was just the right amount of sweetness.
"How is it?" She looked at him expectantly.
Mr. Li chewed it, swallowed it, and frowned in a serious manner: "Just average."
"Just average?!" Yang Yu's eyes widened, and she picked another one and stuffed it into her mouth in disbelief. After tasting it, she frowned and said, "It's obviously very sweet."
Young Master Li looked at her bulging cheeks and finally couldn't stand it anymore. He laughed loudly, "I lied to you, it's very sweet."
Yang Yu was stunned for a moment, and then realized that he had been fooled. He was so angry that he threw the remaining lychee shell at him: "Why are you like this!"
Mr. Li ducked away with a smile and said with a smile: "This is the most delicious lychee I have ever eaten."
Yang Yu snorted and turned away, but her ears quietly turned red.
Be.
Intention: Love life and strive for it.
