Her eyes were sparkling, shimmering with laughter barely contained within them, betraying her inner joy and embarrassment to anyone who glanced her way.
"Luo Yang, be serious. I don't have time for your nonsense."
She seemed annoyed, but her voice was so delicate that it was like a tickling feather to the ear.
"Class monitor, I can't concentrate on studying anymore," Luo Yang said earnestly.
Hong Jiaxin laughed, playfully waving her small fists and tapping Luo Yang's arm gently in a girlish temper, her rosy lips pursed in a mock pout as she glanced at him with amusement.
"Let's start learning now. Tell me, how many words have you remembered?"
"Just two, one starting with L and the other with Y. I've forgotten the rest."
"Which two?"
"How are they written, and how do you read them?"
Saying that, Luo Yang wrote the words "love you" in the blank space of his English textbook and handed it to Hong Jiaxin to read.
"You don't know how to read such simple words? Love you."
