"What are you criticizing me for?" Fan Wubing asked.
Zhuge Hong's eyes widened,
"Girls are delicate, you should be more considerate of the two mistresses, Master."
Fan Wubing looked at Luo Qingyao, "What did you tell her?"
Luo Qingyao puffed up his chest and said,
"Just the truth."
"Master, Master! Look, these are the photos I took with my camera!" Zhuge Hong took out her homemade "camera" and showed Fan Wubing. They were all photos of the three of them. It was unclear whether her camera had a built-in "beauty filter," but Fan Wubing couldn't take his eyes off them.
"How is it? Beautiful, right?" Zhuge Hong said proudly.
"Beautiful."
"Do you want them?"
"Yes."
"Take me as your apprentice, and I'll give these to you as a gift!" Zhuge Hong said with burning eyes.
Fan Wubing suddenly calmed down,
"You little rascal, getting more cunning. No way!"
"Hey, Master, why not?"
