He prattled on, seemingly just like usual, spouting some witty remarks when things got awkward, and then just muddling through.
"You still can't forget your obsession with the Dragon Ball, can you..." Queen Mother of the West said with a resigned smile.
"Don't talk like Dong Wanggong, so uncultured." Jiang Lu's eyes were downcast as he slightly lowered his head, avoiding Queen Mother of the West's gaze.
Queen Mother of the West suddenly asked, "Are you disappointed now that you see what I look like? Men prefer young and beautiful girls, don't they?"
"I'm not." Jiang Lu didn't look up.
"I don't believe you."
Queen Mother of the West shook her head and spoke softly and gently, like telling a bedtime story to a child, "The first time I met you, there were quite a few wrinkles on my face. I had never paid attention to my appearance before, but somehow, I started to notice these things and felt like my mentality was getting younger day by day.
