Ou Mingxuan hung up the phone, and Xia Yuxun had only two thoughts on her mind.
The senior is so tough, and, she was doomed this time!
"Senior! You've doomed me!" Now Xia Yuxun was truly cursed with an ominous sign on her forehead.
Ou Mingxuan pinched her rosy cheek, "What were you planning to say? 'Master, your servant will be there at once!'? Xia Yuxun, please have some class, don't be so servile and flattering, degrading your own worth!"
Xia Yuxun sat cross-legged, pouting listlessly. Why had Achen suddenly asked her to come back? It really was puzzling!
"Senior, I'm just a small, delicate sunflower that has grown in the crevices of darkness!" Xia Yuxun put on the expression of a melancholic poet.
Ou Mingxuan sized her up and down, "Small, and delicate? I think it's more like stunted growth!"
The "sunflower" looked down at a certain part of herself, and then her face darkened.
