"Little Qingqing, where was I spouting nonsense? You called me yesterday, asking me to arrange accommodation for you in Beijing, and you even asked me to pick you up at the airport. But look at you, you still haven't gotten out of bed, and yet I have to wait for you. How domineering is that. Tell me, are you some kind of ancient feudal lady, alas. Poor me, a beautiful woman as delicate as a flower, has now become your little maid," Lu Tianxing said with a long sigh.
Lin Yafei lamented, "And if I hadn't called you, I was worried that you and Mr. Lu would be wrapped up in each other and forget the time. You have no idea how crazy Beijing is right now. Be careful not to let your love life mess things up."
Bai Zhiqing's pretty face flushed red, and she retorted with less confidence, "How could that be possible? Do you think everyone is like you, all day long utterly licentious, always thinking about that?"
