When hearing Mo Kun's serious confession, Long Xi answered in a sincere way, "Brother Kun, you're my only love in this life! You know, I like a poem talking about the oak tree written by the famous contemporary poet Shu Ting. I can read it for you. The title is Ode to the Oak: If I love you, I will not show off myself on your high branches like the scansorial Chinese trumpet creeper..."

Mo Kun curved his charming corner of mouth happily, saying in a voice as mellow as wine, ...