"That's what Dad said! He also bought a cake and told me to keep it secret to surprise you, so you can't tell Dad I said anything."
The two little ones sat by Qishui.
Little Chu dipped his finger into the water, touched it to his tongue, so sweet.
Little Chu curiously sucked on his little finger, "Why is the water in Qishui so sweet?"
Ling Yin tilted his head, thinking innocently, "Maybe the stones in Qishui are made of honey."
Little Chu's eyes widened, looking at Ling Yin with half-belief, "Really?"
Ling Yin nodded confidently, "Why not!"
Little Chu's pretty eyes sparkled with two little twinkling stars, "If I drink the water from Qishui, will I also become sweet?"
Ling Yin thought for a moment, "There's no need."
Little Chu blinked his long dark eyelashes, showing a hint of displeasure.
Ling Yin: "Silly girl! Don't you know I'm also made of honey?" He said with a bright smile.
