"Xiao'er, you, you, you... How dare you!"
Listening to her disciple's disrespectful request, Xiao Hongling's cheeks flushed crimson as she rebuked him sternly.
"Master, why are you so angry?"
Lin Xiao merely shrugged, seemingly unconcerned about the consequences. "It's as they say, like master, like disciple."
Xiao Hongling was stunned at first, then she caught the sarcasm in his words. Just as she was about to erupt, she found herself pulled tightly against him again, his whisper in her ear, "Master, you don't want Yurong and the others to know about the night you forcibly kissed your disciple, do you?"
"You know, Master, you've recently been trying to set me up with Yurong. But if Second Junior Sister finds out that the one who took my first kiss was you, she'd probably be heartbroken, wouldn't she?"
"Xiao'er, you..."
At his words, Xiao Hongling's phoenix eyes widened, her cheeks flushing an even deeper red.
