"You little brat, don't you know in your own heart whether you're proper or not?"
Hearing Lu Yuan's words, Bo Saixi shot him a sidelong glance and spoke blandly.
"I don't. I consider myself very proper."
Lu Yuan shook his head and said with a perfectly serious expression.
"Pah! You shameless little rascal. If you're proper, then there's no one improper under heaven!" Bo Saixi cursed under her breath.
"Oh? Now that's something I can't accept. How am I improper? I didn't tease you, and I didn't take liberties with you. How am I improper? Was it just because I called you an old beauty?"
"You're nearly two hundred years old. Are you not old? And you're so beautiful, a classic great beauty. Put those together, and doesn't that make you an old beauty? I wasn't wrong!"
Lu Yuan spread his hands and spoke with an innocent expression.
"You!" As soon as Lu Yuan said that, coupled with that innocent look on his face, Bo Saixi was immediately enraged. She glared at Lu Yuan in shame and fury, her eyes blazing with anger.
"Not bad. You still look quite beautiful when you're angry."
"Fair skin, beautiful features, bright eyes, and white teeth. Bo Saixi, daughter of the sea, truly lives up to her reputation. What a pity—you're a little old."
It was as if Lu Yuan had not sensed Bo Saixi's furious gaze at all. He continued appraising her to himself, then added at the end that it was a pity she was a little old.
That completely provoked Bo Saixi's fury. Though Bo Saixi often said herself that she was a little old, that was something she could say. Hearing it from someone else was absolutely unacceptable.
It was like how Bibi Dong always said she was old, but