"Qiaoqiao, are you asleep?"
It was Qin Jin.
"Not yet, wait a second and I'll open the door for you," Li Qiao said as she got up and slid the door lock open.
In a low voice, Qin Jin said, "I live next to you, Liu Er has gone out. Can I stay over at your place for a bit?"
After a moment of consideration, Li Qiao agreed. "Hu Xiufang, I've got a date with my man, so make sure to lock the door tight. If there's any trouble, shout out loud."
Hu Xiufang was clueless: "A date? What's a date? Like a tea party?"
Suppressing a laugh, Li Qiao, who knew that television dramas hadn't yet introduced such messy concepts and that an eighteen- or nineteen-year-old girl was still naive and inexperienced, assertively replied, "Exactly! It's a tea party."
"Come back early," Hu Xiufang advised.
"Sure."
Following Qin Jin, Li Qiao left and, upon entering the door, pounced on him, giving him quite the scare before he burst into laughter. "You're really bold."
