"Does Master think Qing Jun is a fool? If Qing Jun goes over, Master will definitely knock on my head again!"
Qing Jun's slightly elongated eyes, with the ends slightly tilted up, carried a hint of slyness like a little fox and an obvious disdain.
She was small in stature, with silver hair reaching her hips.
One hand on her hip, the other a fair little hand with a slender index finger pointing mockingly at Chen Ye.
Sure.
Looks like the recent beatings were in vain, this little girl naturally comes with some rebellious bones, not that easy to convince.
Veins throbbed on Chen Ye's forehead as he forced a cold smile: "So, Qing Jun didn't actually have a breakthrough? Or why so guilty, afraid to show Master?"
"Are you trying to provoke me, Master? Such a trick to deceive a three-year-old, don't use it on Qing Jun!"
The clever little girl saw through her Master's scheme at a glance.
"Alright, Master even prepared a gift for Qing Jun's breakthrough."
