Chapter 615
Han Qingsong covered her with a quilt and took a book away from her hand, “Stop reading.”
Lin Lan acted coquettishly towards him, “Then you read it to me.”
Lin Lan liked to listen to him read. He was precise, cadenced and his voice was magnetic and deep, which was very pleasant to listen to.
However, it’s a common problem among people of this era to mess up words with similar pronunciations.
For example, when it comes to the word ‘chose’, he would always read it as ‘cho-zay’ and Lin Lan would repeat it in her mind, “You cho-zay me, I cho-zay you, we cho-zay each other…” With that in her head, she would start to laugh uncontrollably(1).
(T/N: The Chinese version makes more sense, but since there isn’t an English equivalent for the 4 Chinese pinyin pronunciations, I translated it to something similar)
Han Qingsong glared at her and said, “Don’t laugh.”
Her cheeks were red and her posture was sluggish. Because she had a fever, tears were about to flow from her eyes as if she was drunk. He was entirely speechless just looking at her and the atmosphere around them started to become a bit sparked.
Since it was still dusk, the lighting was dim. But even with that subtle light, her face looked like a layer of foundation was lathered all over it to make her appear fairer, becoming more attractive like a flower.
He couldn’t help but want to kiss, touch and hug her.