"Don't get me wrong, I didn't mean anything by it, just a bit curious," Ye Chen said with an awkward smile.
"You big bully!"
Qing Luo was so annoyed that her teeth itched, Ye Chen was too bold, daring to think about anything.
"Qing Luo, I was just joking. Saint Linglong is your godmother, how could I have any crooked thoughts?"
"Hmph!" Qing Luo was still not pleased. "You're so domineering, who knows what you're thinking?"
Ye Chen was too detached from worldly concerns, nothing could bind him, so Qing Luo's worries were baseless.
"Qing Luo, your godmother is a Saint of the Invincible Realm, and I'm merely someone from the hall-level, even if I had any thoughts, it would be like a toad lusting after a swan's flesh!" Ye Chen said.
"What do you mean by that?" Qing Luo said unhappily. "A toad lusting after a swan's flesh means you do have thoughts about my godmother!"
