Qingxian and Longya try to Separate Figurative Language from Literacy

Mo Qingxian: Oh, my dear Longya, I'm so happy we both are safeguarded by those who really want us as a perfect loving couple~

Longya Yuezheng: Me too, Qingxian, I know international people such as Americans like us this way.

Qingxian: Really? Well, that convinces me that Chinese people aren't the only ones who want us like this. No matter how many times I say I love you, we'll always be together forever.

Longya: I'm feeling the same way. *kisses Qingxian on the lips in about one minute*

(suddenly, a demon of misunderstanding breaches them and uses her to impale him)

Qingxian: L-Longya, when I said we would be together forever, I don't mean like this! *struggles to get herself out of his abdomen*

Longya: But...*shaky breaths*...who used you... to stab me? *breath heavily shaking*

Qingxian: I don't know! *straining* I'm stuck!

Longya: Hang on, my blossom.... *continues breathing shakily* ...I'll get you out of me.