"Langjun's words are so sweet. They will steal the hearts of many when you grow up." Xia'er covered her lips with a handkerchief. "Even I am touched."
Jiang Pengji could always differentiate between truth, lies, and jokes.
"That's because words are divided into several levels." Jiang Pengji elaborated her theory. "Mine come from the bottom of my heart, out of my love for treasures like you. Other men who intend to deceive you, however, will not move you one bit, no matter how flowery their speeches are."
The two girls laughed. Jiang Pengji's answer was sweet like honey.
Jiang Pengji said what she truly thought, and this touched the girls, even though they had heard lots of flattery before. Unlike other Langjuns, Jiang Pengji didn't pay attention to their backgrounds, and he was less proud in front of them. The two liked the way she praised herself half-jokingly.
Xia'er agreed, "Langjun is certainly the most honest man I've ever met."