Ouyang Wan'er immediately put on her wide and big clothes, and then smiled: "Thank you, Master."

"Small."

Chen Yang pinched her chin: "No wonder the emperor would rather be poisoned than that. The saint could not stand it after a long time."

Hearing Chen Yang's words, Ouyang Wan'er's face turned red, and she stretched out her tongue, blushed like a little daughter's house, saying, "I belong to the master."

"Yes, that's right. It's already very good. Keep this attitude."

"Yes, I know."

Ouyang Wan'er also roughly figured out Chen Yang's way.

This guy is just a skill of talking, and he dares to say anything without a single person in his mouth, but in fact he is very gentleman.

That's right, this guy seems rude and rude, but he just talks, because so far, he seems to have done nothing except pinching her chin!

He also seemed to be deliberately training her.
Chapter completed!