"My beauty, are you feeling shy?"
Ye Xiao could see that even though Qiao Si tried his best to maintain that indifferent expression, his nervous gaze had already betrayed him, along with his reddened ears, the little pretender still seriously lecturing her about prioritizing studying.
Qiao Xuanxuan sat uncomfortably beside the two, feeling that she shouldn't be there like a third wheel while they flirted, and that she would be better off cooling down in the swimming pool.
"Master Yan, you've arrived, please, please, come in."
Bai Wei and Jian Ru hurried forward to greet Yan Qinghai and the other masters of the Chinese painting circle who had alighted from the car, with Bai Yingying standing obediently at the doorway.
"Master."
Bai Yingying called out to Yan Qinghai with a smile on her face.
"Child, you haven't officially apprenticed yet, how can you call Qinghai 'Master'?"
An elderly man dressed in a long robe next to Yan Qinghai had an air of a celestial being about him.
