Master... do they have such a nature?
Chen Ye expressed his doubt about this.
But looking at the little girl with her wide eyes and efforts to puff out her chest, he couldn't help but feel his heart soften.
It seemed there was a little truth to it after all.
Although he often complained that the girl was clumsy and greedy, he protected her openly and secretly, so many times that even he lost count.
Chen Ye amusingly poked the little girl's cheeks that were puffed up like a meat bun.
Pfff—
The breath Qing Jun was holding burst out, deflating like a small punctured balloon.
"Ah! Master, you're cheating, you ambushed Qing Jun's little face!"
The little girl grumbled, rubbing her face in protest.
"Even if I truly had such a nature, it would be for obedient and well-behaved disciples, not for a little lazy doll who only competes with a fox out of jealousy."
Chen Ye casually ruffled the soft hair of the little girl and tidied the bangs on her forehead.
