"Young master, the Ice Silkworm chose me as its master, so I've grown up," Xiao Shenshen said with an innocent face, pointing at the charming flower by her temple, "It's the flower I bloomed."
The little red flower by the temple could easily be mistaken for an extremely delicate decoration at first glance.
One needed exceptionally good eyesight to realize that the little flower had grown from among her hair.
Yu Rongling leaned close to Shenshen's temple and took a sniff, his face gradually turning green and, feeling hugely upset, he stomped his foot and complained, "A lousy Ginseng turning into a beauty? What a waste of Second Master's emotions."
"Young master, I... am I a beauty? Did I stir your emotions?" Xiao Shenshen, unaware of her own beauty, asked curiously.
Yu Rongling choked, his face turning red, then blurted out, "I... I just misspoke, don't flatter yourself. I'm used to calling all females beauties, even ones as ugly as you that hurt the eyes."
