"Is it barely considered tasty?"
The little girl puffed up her chest, her tone dissatisfied,
"Master was clearly serious about making delicious food for Qing Jun! What's this about 'barely'? If you're trying to please Qing Jun, then don't be so hesitant! Otherwise, Qing Jun won't forgive you, Master!"
Chen Ye looked at the dissatisfaction on the little girl's face, incredulous:
"You, forgive Master?"
Since when did he need the little girl's forgiveness?
These two worrisome disciples, listening to Bai Susu's nonsense, ended up clumsily coming to find him. In the future, they'd even be counting money for someone who sold them!
Besides,
shouldn't it be the little girl asking for his forgiveness instead?
But now, they clearly sneaked away, and yet they ended up being the justified ones...
The little girl put her hands on her hips, mimicking Bai Susu, pointed her tiny chin at him, and spoke with righteous indignation:
