"Yeah."
"The characters in comics are all paper-thin, definitely no match for you."
Lai Zhiyun saw Zhou Liao being so serious and retorted, "Are you jealous?"
"Can't I be?"
Zhou Liao admitted it indifferently, appearing a tad tsundere.
"I just casually look, when I see someone good-looking, it's like seeing a pretty flower; I just compliment them instinctively," explained Lai Zhiyun.
"Then compliment me."
"How should I compliment you?"
"You compliment others on the fly, but you need to think about how to praise me?"
Having said that, Zhou Liao continued to gaze steadily at Lai Zhiyun.
Lai Zhiyun met his look, found his serious expression a bit cute, and couldn't help but smile, saying sincerely, "How can you be compared with others? Others might deserve offhand praise, but for you, I definitely need to think it over. I'll write you a short essay later."
