As soon as Qin Yao got up, Liu Ji happily presented the poem like a treasure.
"Wife, look, this is the new poem the teacher was inspired to write during yesterday's bath. Every word is a gem, and the message is excellent!"
Qin Yao was just waking up, her mind not yet fully alert, and after a long yawn, she drank half a cup of the cool tea Ah Wang served to clear her head. Only then did she lift her eyelids to glance at the poem Liu Ji handed over.
The poem was good, except it detailed the events of the teacher and student bathing, drinking, and making merry last night.
Liu Ji, that fool, probably really got drunk last night and wasn't thinking clearly, revealing the hard-kept secret just like that.
Qin Yao returned the poem to him, looked at Liu Ji again, and seeing his bright eyes watching her with complete trust, couldn't help but raise her hand to her forehead, saying wondrously, "I find you much more pleasing to the eye lately."
Isn't this an obvious compliment?
