"Master, would you give Zhiyu a farewell gift?"
Zhiyu tilted her little head, looking at Lu Jin'an eagerly, her words genuinely surprised him.
Looking at the Immortal Clothes torn to shreds on her body, Lu Jin'an instinctively responded, "Who taught you this?"
Though he had taught Zhiyu quite a bit, how could a silly girl like her understand such words without proactively learning them?
A farewell gift indeed...
Lu Jin'an felt this was definitely not sothing Zhiyu could think of, so who taught her?
Although his first thought was Qiu Qingtang, the Master and others also knew about this matter; they might have taught Zhiyu like this.
"Zhiyu thought of it herself!"
Zhiyu blinked her heterochromatic eyes: "Just watching... and I learned."
"Really?"
Lu Jin'an touched Zhiyu's little head: "What did you watch and learn?"
"Anyhow, Zhiyu has learned it." Zhiyu raised her hands to grasp his wrists, speaking again: "Master, would you please give one?"
Lu Jin'an gazed into her eyes, slowly shaking his head: "This is not a gift that can be given now."
As he spoke, he picked up Zhiyu with one hand, continuing to busy himself with making cake with the other: "Though I do have a gift for you, it is definitely not this one... It's not that I'm unwilling, just now isn't the ti."
"Then when is the ti?" Zhiyu pouted: "Zhiyu thinks now is the ti."
"Now isn't..."
As Lu Jin'an spoke, Zhiyu already covered her ears and jumped down directly from his embrace: "Not listening, not listening, Master just doesn't like Zhiyu..."
She stomped her foot in a sulking manner.
Lu Jin'an grabbed her wrist, patiently saying: "Zhiyu, you are still young, you don't understand..."
"Not listening!"
Before Lu Jin'an could finish, Zhiyu broke free from his large hand, her cheeks puffing up in a sulky face surrounded by mysterious Dragon Qi, instantly transforming into a stately two-plus-ter-tall Candle Dragon.
Because her Immortal Clothes had been torn to bits earlier, the mont she grew, they burst open without serving their purpose.
Boom~
Especially with her charms erging, several fragnts of Immortal Clothes shot towards Lu Jin'an's face, which actually hurt a bit.
Lu Jin'an raised a hand to catch the Immortal Clothes fragnts sliding off his face, staring at Zhiyu with her Dragon Qi gradually subsiding, his expression suddenly stunned.
In his sight, the grown Zhiyu's long mysterious hair gently floated, her previously silly expressions transitioned into a mont of confusion, now fully revealing commanding presence.
Those heterochromatic eyes stared intently at Lu Jin'an, whereupon she stepped forward to corner him against the kitchen counter, slightly bending down to rest her hands on each side, enclosing him within a confined space as she playfully said: "Master, I'm not little anymore, now it should be fine, right?"
Zhiyu stood tall, her stature seed just right, but as she bent down, all that separated them was enthralling charm.
More alluring than the Master.
A faint scent wafted, forcing Lu Jin'an to tilt his head to et Zhiyu's gaze, lest he be enveloped in the atmosphere.
He had no intention to admire Zhiyu's imposing figure, only surprised by the playful hint in her heterochromatic eyes.
When did this silly Dragon Lady beco clever?
"You..."
"What about ?" Zhiyu imitated Aunt Pei's gesture, lifting Lu Jin'an's chin: "I only know I'm not little anymore, I've understood...
Does Master have any observations?"
Having shed the silliness entirely, Zhiyu now exuded commanding and untad essence brimming with allure, confidently aggressive.
"None of them could defeat Master, but I think I could." Zhiyu licked her lips: "Not to ntion the straightforward Aunt Pei, even the most challenging Sister Xing Lan, I'm sure I can surpass her."
Listening to Zhiyu, Lu Jin'an realized earlier while Master and others conversed, Zhiyu appeared to play alone, though she surely listened in, maybe even peeked.
"Does growing up bring wisdom?" Lu Jin'an leaned against the kitchen counter, recalling Zhiyu's fleeting confusion, softly asked.
"Not telling you, Master must first gift ..."
Zhiyu grunted softly, the previous confusion indeed intentionally shown, thus she can display both her silly side to Master and now capable enough to deny his "you're still little" excuse.
"You've beco cleverer, but your cultivation still can't keep up."
Lu Jin'an instantaneously shifted behind Zhiyu, pressing a hand against her back to keep her bent over: "Cultivation falls short, yet you wish to defy heaven?"
"Didn't Master treat Aunt Pei this way too?"
Not intending to rise, Zhiyu smoothly bent backward, passing through Lu Jin'an's legs with elegance, slightly arching to stretch her legs, so that Lu Jin'an now sat atop her waist, legs suspended.
?
Lu Jin'an's eyelid twitched, Zhiyu continued: "You beca 'rebellious disciple' before Aunt Pei, why shouldn't I be one now?
When young you were teased by Sister Yunzhu, upon growing 'revenged' back, why then can you bully little but prevent grown-up from 'revenge'?"
Zhiyu planted hands on the counter's edge: "Clearly it's passed down tradition, having Master done it then trying to block the path is too much, right?"
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