Summer Is in a Hurry

Chen Chen crossed his long legs and followed. He asked casually: "What do you like?" Chen Jia's eyes stayed on him for a few seconds and said bluntly: "I like discerning people!" He asked: "What do you mean by discerning?" She grinned: "I like it. Mine!" Chen Chen smiled sadly and mockingly, and asked as he walked: "We accept all comers? Do we want everyone, or do we throw the hydrangea, and the one with the highest price gets it?" Chen Jia was so angry that she yelled: "I like pigs, stupid pigs!"